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My routine has been disrupted recently, I'm too tired, my emotions can't rise, and I'm stuck at the climax part. But I can't judge whether what I wrote is good or bad, so I'll post it now and replace it after I wake up.
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There are three circular defense lines surrounding the black hole, the smallest has a diameter of fifteen kilometers, the second is eighty kilometers, and the third is three hundred kilometers.
The outermost circle is composed of forty-eight super self-propelled artillery pieces with barrels seventeen point three meters long, each crafted and installed before the apocalypse, meaning that once they're lost, they can't be repaired. But as long as they exist, no carbon-based life can cross this chasm.
Twelve such artillery clusters are deployed along the mountain ridge, embedded segment by segment into the folds of the mountain.
