Midsummer May

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�Southern border of the Yellow Republic

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There is no place in the dense jungle

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Silk wind

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�The air is dull�

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hot

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�The human body is in it

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�It's like being locked in a steamer�

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inside

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Difficulty breathing

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burn

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Lin Chongqian�

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Behind the bushes

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�Covered �

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camouflage

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decoration

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�Finger on the trigger of a sniper rifle

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In this hot weather

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�His body felt so uncomfortable�

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�Still unwavering

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�The hand holding the gun is as steady as a rock�

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Sweat smooth

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Lin Zhong's eyelashes dripped to the ground

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�His�

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Without even blinking

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To be continued...