Chapter-17 New Hope Church was behind the gray troops now, a memory in a mad haze of like memories, heat, dust, hunger, weariness, tramp-tramp on the red rutted roads, slop-slop through the red mud, retreat, entrench, fight��retreat, entrench, fight. |
青岛市-城阳区
青岛通力包装制品有限公司
外贸部经理
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