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made molotovs (-2 Fuel)
Noah filled the glass bottles with the last of the gasoline, stuffing each one with a torn piece of fabric. He lined them up carefully, like soldiers ready for battle. A knot of anxiety twisted in his gut as he worked. They only had six bottles—six chances to make an impact. If this went wrong, there wouldn’t be a second shot.
[Gain Molotovs, -2 Fuel]
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