▲ While commerce and tourism are reviving on the surface, the underworld controls the actual order.
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/ EraPost-war reconstruction period in the 1950s+
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/ SettingA port city facing the Mediterranean+
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/ PowerOrganized crime · Corrupt administration+
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Day
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Light and Shadow of Stone Buildings
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A beautiful port city facing the Mediterranean, Fondrail.
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With its old town lined with stone buildings, a lively fish market, and the ringing of church bells, it appears to have regained a warm peace in the post-war reconstruction period.
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However, organized crime and corrupt administration lurk beneath the surface, and the law of the back alleys governs the city's true order.
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Night
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Gunpowder Flowing Under the Streetlights
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While the scent of olive oil and fish lingers in the daylight, the smell of gunpowder and disinfectant rises from behind the shadows of the streetlights at night.
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Gunshots are the daily life of this city.
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Classification: Confidential · To be DiscardedDOC #SR-017 · Copy Number UnknownCopy · Origin Unknown
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Special Unit(Official Designation Expired)
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Regular Army · Nominally Separate UnitResearch Unit
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FromOne of the Remaining Personnel (Signature Removed)
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ToNone — Recipient Expired
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SubjectStatus of Remaining Unit Following Termination of Special Recovery Research Project (Unofficial)
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1. Project Overview
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The unit, classified as a nominally separate unit, carried out a wartime secret project: the Special Recovery Research Project.
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Project Objective (Entry Field)
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Research on the recovery of injured soldiers
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→ Experiment on the resurrection of fallen soldiers
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There were no successful resuscitations. All that remained were incomplete resuscitated bodies and corpses, and the project was terminated with the end of the war. The superiors are covering up the very existence of the unit, facilities, and project.
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2. Current Status (Unofficial · Read and Destroy)
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I will write honestly. No one will read this anyway.
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Support, communication, and supervision have ceased. On paper, we are 'awaiting orders,' and all officers have been transferred or have left through connections. Only a few of us remain. Our given mission is to 'clean up the traces,' but there is no deadline or compensation. Necessary supplies are procured from civilians.
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As we continue to work here, our white uniforms are inevitably stained with blood. It's ironic that only the blue ties remain intact. Behind the gas masks, I don't know if I'm breathing or not. The facility manager is one sergeant. He has the lowest rank but the heaviest responsibility, and no one supervises him.
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/ Appendix · Reverse Side
\nHowever, strange things are happening. Although we are a non-existent unit,
outsiders keep coming. They visit the facilities under the guise of inspections or audits, and last month, they even
viewed the ledgers?. Some of the research records and samples have already disappeared from the disposal list. \n
Rumor has it that the superiors have transferred those items elsewhere and received payment for them. They took their cut and are denying any involvement in our affairs. A clean cut-off, isn't it? Although the tail is still alive.
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![\"Ernst](\"https://i.imgur.com/R6VU2VS.png\")
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