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  The sled stopped in a forest a few kilometers away from the prisoner-of-war camp. Lin Hua jumped off the sled, and while moving his hands and feet that were somewhat numb from the cold, he said loudly: "All the leaders of the platoons come to me."

  Following his shout, several platoon leaders came to Lin Hua from different directions. Seeing that the platoon leaders had arrived, Lin Hua began to announce the purpose of the trip to th ...

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