Under the scorching sun, they marched. Several prisoners fainted along the way. Only when the sky was painted with the hues of sunset were they allowed to rest for the night.,He plopped down on the ground, chewing slowly on a hard, cold biscuit. He softened it with his saliva before swallowing, his attention focused on the low-voiced conversation of the officials. Though their chatter was fragmented, he could still piece together some information from it.,It was divided into three waves and transported in batches to its destination.。
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