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A story where the planet was charred by the corrupt corporation known as the DGU or the authority around 20 years ago. The survivors of the blast banded together and rebuilt what little they had left and now it has become a place for the DGU to mine resources and bandits to plunder. Tags must raid caravans from bandit groups to make a living and keep his car running.
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