From: Colonel Aloysius Rhade
To: The Fighter Corps
Priority: MEDIUM
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Ling is dead!
I am pleased to report that after coming aboard the Havana and demanding to assume direct control, I grabbed hold of his sword and impaled him in the stomach. Fortunately for him, he was near the VIP Bunker and managed lock himself inside where we had a state-of-the-art medical system. Unfortunately for him, before he managed to make it a few metres inside the Bunker, we flooded it with a poison gas that goes by the name of M-42 Mango. M-42 reacts explosively to open wounds, and considering Ling had a hole in his stomach...
Well, I am pleased to say that our custodians worked beyond all expectations, and even the tiniest's pieces of Ling were cleaned up and disposed of in a trash compactor of Kusari design.
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