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Back in the dark safety of his Underhive Sanctum, Kian Voss hit the deck and let out a triumphant "Wahoo!"
"Profit! Pure, unadulterated profit!"
He began stripping the gear from his frame, humming a victory tune as he organized his haul. This was the motherload: seventeen high-condition rebel autoguns, twenty full magazines, and twenty "800g satchel-grenades."
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