And yet another war...
If one were to say that the history of mankind is the history of war, few would disagree.
If there is such a thing as "progress" for mankind...
...no one can say that "progress" was not born of war.
Perhaps man is a creature that must fight until the last one is dead.
In war, great amounts of blood, tears, and knowledge are consumed...
...and many people's dreams and ambitions crumble.
In any age, there are people who want to change the world.
But only the people of that era can evaluate how such ambitions changed the world.
This is because values change with the times, as do historians' interpretations.
But a few ambitious people left their mark, and their names were burned into history.
These people are called "Heroes"!
LEGEND
OF THE
GALACTIC HEROES
Admiral, status report.
Our fleet will arrive at Iserlohn Fortress as scheduled.
Everything is proceeding as planned.
Thank you. Request permission to dock with the fortress.
Admiral Reinhard von Musel's Imperial Expeditionary Fleet...
...will arrive at Imperial time 30:27, as scheduled.
They request clearance to dock.
At last the admiral raised in his sister's skirts is venturing out.
The Empire has hit bottom.
True.
An untalented boy is an admiral and commands a fleet because the Kaiser cares for his sister.
Something is wrong with the Empire's promotion standards.
This isn't the first time favoritism got someone promoted in the Empire.
But it's strange for a member of the nobility to say such a thing.
Isn't that so, Baron ?
It would seem that the Fleet Admiral dislikes me.
So why do I get the privilege of keeping you company ?
I can't stay in the field forever.
I'll have to return to the Empire someday.
Then I'll need diplomatic connections, just like you.
Let's just say that I'm preparing for it.
I guess I'm more important to you than "that" Admiral.
Why should I welcome a boy who was promoted by a woman's power, even if she is his sister ?
I dislike that sort of man. He must be eliminated.
You must be careful not to go too far.
It's dangerous, since he's favored by His Majesty.
But at least while he's here, he's just another admiral under my command.
Isn't that right ?
Yes, it is as you say, Your Excellency, Fleet Admiral.
Kircheis, we've arrived.
Yes, so we have.
But it's so small...
Yes, that fortress is less than a speck of dust in the vastness of space.
Yet people have been fighting over it for decades.
Yes. And sacrificing millions of lives.
We will end that.
Yes. Not only the fight for the fortress, but this 150 year long galactic war.
Yes, soon we will end that as well.
We will.
Iserlohn Fortress is directly ahead.
We've located possible enemy movement near the gaseous planet Legnica.
We're not concerned with that.
Our first objective is to reach the fortress.
This fleet is too valuable to be risked in an unnecessary battle.
The intercept fleet is prepared to launch.
That's not necessary.
It'd be faster to use the Expeditionary Fleet than to scramble a fleet from here.
But that fleet just arrived from the Empire.
They're tired from the journey, and many of their men are inexperienced...
We're at war, Oberstein.
They're part of the Imperial Navy. They exist to fight.
Order the Expeditionary Fleet to head for the planet immediately.
Yes, sir.
So, are you testing the "Skirt Admiral's" ability with this exercise ?
No...
It's best to be rid of an uninvited guest before he can enter.
An emergency order !
An order from Fleet Admiral Muckenberger...
Expeditionary Fleet, head immediately for the planet Legnica and destroy the enemy fleet.
So this is our welcoming gift, huh ?
How would you react to this order ?
You already know my answer.
What will he do ?
He must obey the order.
But it's impossible.
We've just arrived, and don't even know what the battlefield's like.
To minimize casualties, he could make the fleet "look like" it's fighting.
Look like, you say ?
Would he do that ?
If he does, we'll always be known as "The staff of the Admiral in the skirt."
Maybe, "The staff caught in the stockings ?"
The Admiral has sent detailed information on the planet Legnica.
You have thirty minutes to review it.
It's urgent !
Detailed information...
As we thought, our Admiral is going to fight.
I'd do the same.
Me, too.
There's no time to lose.
Okay, let's review the information.
Planet Legnica, a typical outer gaseous planet.
The outer atmosphere is mainly composed of helium and hydrogen.
Helium and hydrogen ?!
Yes, atmospheric wind speed is 2000 km/hr.
In these conditions, any radar or tracking device is almost useless.
So it's literally flying blind...
We could meet the enemy at any time.
Yes, but the enemy is blind, too.
No sign of the enemy fleet.
What's the matter ?
We're on red alert.
The enemy hasn't shown up yet.
If you tense up now, you'll get tired.
You're used to it.
Used to battles.
Used to it or not, it's all the same.
We pull the trigger and fire when they give the order. That's all.
This is my first battle.
Everyone has a first time.
The problem is, when does it end ?
But we don't decide that, the Admiral does.
Will we be okay ?
Isn't this the fleet of "The Admiral in the skirt ?"
Hey ! The Commander's background doesn't matter to us.
A reliable commander is one who wins battles and takes as few losses as possible.
A person who understands the men under him.
How's our Commander ?
I've never spoken with him.
I'm still alive, so he must be better than most.
Most of my shipmates who went to other fleets are dead.
Then I was lucky to be assigned here, wasn't I ?
If you're still alive when this battle's over, then you can say you're lucky.
Oh, right.
Anyway, a soldier doesn't control his life.
It all depends on his commander.
We haven't located the enemy fleet yet.
Because of electrical interference, radar is useless.
Haven't we located the enemy fleet yet ?
Isn't that good, sir ?
Our mission is to evade the enemy, approach Iserlohn Fortress, and attack.
Don't we want to avoid the enemy fleet ?
Commodore Yang Wenli, I am the commander of this fleet !
I know, sir.
But as Operations Advisor, I must...
Please limit your advice to operational planning.
We're already on the battlefield. Operations don't always go as planned !
If the enemy appears, we'll crush them.
Yes, sir.
If the Commander wishes, my job here is finished.
It is.
Now watch how an experienced officer runs a battle !
Yes, sir. I will.
Now then...
...now then...
Did you argue with the Commander again ?
Not really.
If the Commander doesn't want my advice, then so be it.
I said what I should have. I worked for my salary.
So now it's just time to watch ?
I guess that's okay.
But I wouldn't want to die under a commander like him.
Would you like some ?
No.
You know I don't like coffee.
Why do soldiers like such disgusting mud water ?
I know you only like tea...
...but won't you try this ?
That's part of your job, too.
In that case, I'll have some.
Yeah, we won't have the guts for this sober.
To the 2nd Fleet of the Alliance Force...
All ships rise above the clouds and scan for the enemy fleet.
As soon as the enemy is located, attack and destroy them.
Good luck to you all !
We don't even have time to drink.
They're telling us to make our work salary-worthy.
What lousy driving.
I can feel drunk without drinking.
That's right.
The 2nd Fleet's coming out of the clouds.
Enemy ships...confirmed...confirmed !
What's wrong ?
This...
Enemy detected !
Enemy detected !
Location ?
Thermal sensors detect many objects approaching.
Enemy ships ! Enemy ships !
Calm down ! Where are they ?
There !
What ?!
Enemy ship readings. Directly in front of us.
In front of us !
Start firing.
Avoid colliding with the enemy ships and open fire.
Start firing !
Fire !
Don't worry about crashing into them !
All ships have avoided collision. No damage.
The coordinates for regrouping, please ?
The current positions are fine.
All ships are to continue fighting under their own initiative.
Damage to our fleet is minimal.
Minimal damage ?!
Of course ! The enemy's not even scratched !
We greatly outnumber them ! So why don't you smash into them !
We would win by sheer numbers !
Who'd make a suicide attack these days ?
Especially when this commander would get credit for it.
Both fleets are barely damaged.
If they came to intercept us, why aren't they attacking more forcefully ?
This is a waste of ammunition, but it's better than wasting lives.
But he doesn't waste anything...
He's planning something.
But that red-headed friend of his is probably the only who can understand it.
The weapons are causing the temperature of the atmosphere to rise.
If the temperature rises, it will cause an updraft.
I don't like trusting my life to the wind.
It's a different story if we cause the wind.
What's the matter ?
The winds have stopped.
Possibly because of the heat released during the battle.
Good. It will be easier to fight without the winds.
We have the numerical advantage.
The wind has stopped ?!
All ships ascend, immediately !
The enemy fleet is ascending rapidly.
Are they running away, after all this ?
What now ?
It's the wind ! A strong wind !
Wind velocity, 6000 km/hr.
Cold gasses are being pulled into the heated air mass.
Get out of the clouds for now.
No, sir.
We should ascend.
All ships should leave the surface of the planet.
Shut up !
If we ascend, we'll be destroyed !
Can't you see that, you inexperienced fool ?!
Yes, we probably will get shot at, but...
No...
...you're the commander of the fleet...
You're a pest ! Dismissed !
Why ascend ?
If I were the enemy commander, I could wipe out this fleet with one shot.
What's the composition of this planet's atmosphere ?
Yup, helium and hydrogen. It would only take one match...
But I don't think anybody in the enemy fleet would think of it.
Fire a nuclear fusion missile.
At the surface of the planet ?
Precisely.
Enemy missile has passed by. No damage.
Bad shot ! What are they aiming for ?!
Oops !
What're you doing ? Those're the ascent controls !
Oops, sorry... I'm a little dizzy.
Our fleet has sustained heavy losses.
It can't be... Such things can't...
Operation orders, please.
All ships retreat...
All ships retreat.
His only good order...
Enemy fleet is retreating.
Operation completed.
We will return to Iserlohn Fortress.
Beats me.
Have you ever seen such a bold tactic ?
I'm glad he's not my enemy.
It's over.
What's the matter...?
We were lucky today.
So there's an enemy commander who thinks like I do.
If I hadn't been dizzy, we'd be dead.
Yeah...
But if I'd insisted on ascending...
...the other ships might have been saved, too.
Don't worry about it.
That's the best we could do with such a stubborn commander.
On the other hand, the enemy...
I wonder who thought of that plan.
The commander of that white ship...?
Iserlohn Fortress, the Expeditionary Fleet has completed its mission.
Requesting docking sequence.
I can't think of any other reasons to refuse him.
He's quite lucky.
But how long will his luck last ?
Expeditionary Fleet, dock in sequential order using bays 8661 through 9754.
Understood.
I'll give you credit for defeating the enemy at Legnica.
But the truth is that the weather was on your side.
Your victory was too dependent on luck for it to be considered a real accomplishment.
Remember, in real battle, there are no storms.
Yes, sir. I plan to distinguish myself in a real battle.
Till then.
Don't expect another strong wind to flip the skirt up.
It looks like they're offended by my reputation here as well.
Any promising student or athlete is always envied and beaten up.
But an insult to your sister is unforgivable.
True. But it's useless to challenge our foolish superiors.
Okay, who'll win the next battle ?
The allies or the enemy ? Place your bet.
I wonder which...
This one's for the enemy...
...and this one's for our side.
I'll take this one.
Me, too...
What ?
There's more for the enemy.
Do you guys plan to die ?
No, Poplan.
Each one plans to be the only survivor and win all the money.
If everyone does that, no one will die and we'll end up winning.
I bet on this side.
What are you guys doing ?
Would you like to join us, sir ?
Hey !
Is this enough ?
That much...
Which side, sir ?
Which side should I choose ?
Well, I have to look up some things, so...
What should I do with this ?
Put it in the one you think will win.
I'm confident I'll survive...
I don't know who will win.
We only lost because of the rapid change in weather.
I don't believe we made any mistakes in executing the operation.
Therefore, we should continue the attack on Iserlohn Fortress.
Are you studying war again ?
It's a problem...
Although I'm studying history...
...war is on page after page of human history.
It's full of fights and quarrels.
I guess I can't deny that I'm studying war.
They decided that we lost because of the weather.
When we lose a battle they want to blame it on bad luck, the battlefield, or on the weather.
They forget that it's humans who do the fighting.
Men decide the results of battles, huh ?
Yes, and the enemy has the commander of that white ship.
There are more.
"From a girl who's in love with you..."
It never ends, does it ?
The fan mail ?
Postage isn't free, and paper is an important resource, too.
It's hard dealing with these fan letters.
It would be cruel to throw them away, but what can I do ?
Isn't it okay ?
You don't have to avoid them.
You were the hero at the Battle of El Facil, seven years ago.
That battle was a mistake for me.
Because of one victory, I'm hated by the senior officers. I can't retire either.
So the allies need a young hero, huh ?
The wages are too low for an advertising talent.
Well, I only have to do a day's work...
...in this foolish war.
Even in such a foolish war ?
Don't say it...
Yes, for some time, I've been thinking...
...of a way to win this war.
Although a stubborn commander would never approve such a plan.
The order to depart has been given.
This evening at 18:00, we depart to conquer Iserlohn Fortress.
Really foolish.
There's been a report of an enemy attack launch.
Possible battlefield is Iserlohn Corridor: Tiamat.
Estimated enemy arrival time: tomorrow at 09:30.
All ships at Iserlohn Fortress will launch and destroy the enemy.
Men assigned to tomorrow's battle will be granted leave inside the fortress until tomorrow, 06:00.
Good luck and rest well.
Although he has just arrived, I am assigning Admiral Reinhard von Musel's...
...Expeditionary Fleet to the left wing of the attacking fleet.
What...?
The left wing...
That's impossible...
The left wing...?
Is that a problem ?
The left wing is the most important position for attacking.
But if you're scared, you may decline.
No, if that is your order, I will gladly accept it, sir.
Are you really serious about giving the left wing to him ?
As the commander, I decide how important the left wing is.
The battle that will take place at Tiamat tomorrow morning...
...will be named the "4th Tiamat Battle."
We wish you the best on behalf of the Kaiser.
Even the name of the battle is planned.
Maybe even the winner's been decided.
No one will win.
This war's been going on for 150 years and no one has won yet.
And now...
Jerk !
...there's no way that one battle will decide it.
It will be another light loss.
It's almost planned.
A planned action...
There's one thing that's not decided.
Which of us will die.
We can't find out by reading the schedules.
So, since we're alive today...
Wow, look at her !
Let's go.
Don't worry about it. You only live once.
They're all shipping out tomorrow.
Come on !
Okay ! Okay !
We take the left wing. The most important position ?
That's suspicious.
What do the guys in this fortress think of Admiral Musel ?
Most of them...Enemy...
Enemy...
Enemy...
...and ally.
We'll annihilate our enemies.
He'll probably do the same.
So now we're even.
It's always a draw with you.
Magazines today don't even worry about spreading dirt about the Imperial household.
The Kaiser's favorite...
She's the older sister of that new admiral.
I can't stand it ! She's really hot !
If I was the Kaiser, she'd sigh in my wrinkled arms.
And now the younger brother is wealthy and powerful.
Thanks to his sister, the whore !
Shall we ?
You'll be charged with excessive force if you use that cue.
But is he really under there ?
That blond admiral.
Moron, it's a hologram. Nothing's there !
I know ! But I still wanna peek.
What do you think you're doing ?!
You're asking for trouble !
Asking for trouble ? What're you talking about ?!
You dishonored our admiral !
So you're on that brat's staff, huh ?!
Looks like someone beat us to it.
They seem to be from our fleet.
We can't abandon them...
They're family.
That's enough !
Please continue the performance.
Ltjg Louis Helm and Ensign Whin Vanderberg, correct ?
I'm Commander Siegfried Kircheis, under the direct command of the Admiral.
Please refrain from any unnecessary fighting.
The only one you should fight is tomorrow's enemy.
Yes, sir !
How did you know our names, sir ?
We're just crewmen from a cruiser...
As long as you're a member of our fleet, it should come as no surprise.
Even the Admiral knows your names.
He does ?!
Although he might forget the names of other commanders, he remembers the names of the members of his fleet.
That's the kind of person Admiral Reinhard von Musel is.
And the Admiral doesn't want you to get into any unnecessary fights.
Those guys aren't worth fighting.
This is the way...
This is why our fleet is strong.
How are our fellow staff officers doing ?
Same as always.
I see.
So tomorrow is the day.
Yes, tomorrow.
Left wing, advance.
Advance ?!
Left wing fleet, advance.
Why aren't the center or right wings advancing ?
If we continue, our fleet will be a sitting duck !
Will the enemy take the bait ?
As expected, the Fleet Commander is planning to sacrifice us.
What a fool.
If that's what he wants, we'll have to act accordingly.
Continue advancing.
But if we continue, we'll be destroyed.
Chief of Staff, the Admiral has a plan.
Surely not that plan ?!
Yes, Commodore. You've done well to figure out my plan.
But isn't it too risky ?
I know the risk.
But is there any other way to save the fleet ?
You're right, sir.
Out late last night, huh ?
Never mind. Go back to sleep.
If we're going to die, we may as well be sleeping.
The enemy's left wing is still advancing.
Distance 16000.
Ridiculous !
Are they just stupid ?
Or is this some kind of trick ?
Even if it is a trick, that fleet's too valuable to sacrifice.
The commander of the white ship is commanding that fleet...
Perhaps...
If that's the case, the Imperial Command is trying to get rid of him.
Then, it's...
Yes, that sort of shit happens in the Empire, too.
This is suicide !
Even so, we can't disobey an order.
Damn ! Those guys from the fortress really hate us.
I should have hit them some more.
All Alliance forces, advance.
Aim at the advancing fleet.
As soon as the enemy is in range, commence firing.
Don't worry about damaging the left wing fleet in front of us.
Enemy left wing is 5000 from effective firing range.
They'll be shot by both sides.
They'll be wiped out !
But he's not stopping.
What's he thinking of ?
The enemy is about to enter our firing range.
Stand by to fire.
Now !
All ships to starboard !
Fleet ! Starboard turn !
Starboard !
What ?!
What're they thinking ?!
They're exposing themselves as if they want us to shoot them.
That's it.
This must be a trap. Something's going on...
No, now ! Attack now !
What're you saying ?! This is a trap !
We'll attack after we figure out what they're up to !
It'll be too late then !
Keep quiet on the battlefield !
I'm the commander !
The enemy fleet is turning. They'll be on our port flank.
Fleet, turn to port !
There's no time for that !
What ?
The enemy's main fleet is right in front of us !
The enemy is at close range !
Commence firing.
Commence firing !
How did this happen ?
Take a good look !
The sacrificial fleet has maneuvered into a superior position.
The victim is now the hunter.
This was a very aggressive plan, Admiral.
Never again...
After we win this battle, I'll never use such a dangerous strategy again.
That brat !
We'll face the enemy fleet head to head !
I know.
A battle of raw power. Our only chance is to overwhelm them.
Our losses are 18,651 ships and 2,280,000 casualties.
Ignoring ship losses, our casualties are lower than theirs.
The problem's not the number of personnel left alive...
...but the number of ships still capable of fighting !
We've also lost fewer ships.
But the enemy still has an undamaged fleet.
If that fleet attacks, we'll be wiped out.
Why didn't anyone attack when that fleet crossed in front of us ?
We outnumber them only if we count that brat's fleet.
But will they help us after we used them as bait ?
Imperial officers don't ask for help from expendable forces.
Even if we win, you won't be able to avoid responsibility.
A soldier does not avoid responsibilities.
We can't ask that brat to help us.
Everything will be decided by what we do.
That's correct.
Our military commanders will be displeased, even if I help them.
You must know, Lord Reinhard, that the hate of ten commanders...
...is outweighed by the gratitude of the millions of soldiers whose lives will be saved.
Of course... You're right.
The left wing has begun to attack.
They're helping us ?
That brat thinks he's the cavalry.
There's no time now !
Do you have a plan ?
A small squadron will penetrate the enemy fleet, pretending to attack their fortress.
Meanwhile, the main fleet will escape.
A decoy operation ?
But the fleet going to the fortress will almost certainly be destroyed.
Who'll do the job for us ?
I'll do it.
You...Commodore Yang Wenli !
What's the matter ?
Volunteering's not like you.
Then why did you volunteer ?
We'll be wiped out if we stay here.
If I'm going to die, I'd rather it be under your command.
You think too highly of me.
I only want to pay my debts.
Pay your debts ?
If I'd argued more strongly at Legnica, there might have been fewer casualties.
And if I'd forced him to attack this time, the results might not have been this bad...
But would such a clever commander be tricked into accepting this kind of assignment ?
If it was me...No.
But I think this plan's worth trying.
The decoy fleet under the command of Commodore Yang Wenli is departing.
Good luck, everyone !
What ? Is that true ?
What is it ?
When you say "everyone," it's only three people aboard the cruiser Ulysses.
The rest are unmanned, remote control ships.
Only three ?!
I'm sorry, Captain.
I wish I could navigate this ship, but...
This ship's a temperamental beast.
There's no way I could leave it to an amateur.
We've penetrated the enemy's zone of control !
Well done !
Now, it's party time !
The enemy's been sighted to our rear ! Eight thousand ships are advancing on the fortress !
Oh, no ! We'll be cut off from the fortress !
Main fleet, retreat and defend the fortress !
Main fleet retreating.
They've been fooled by an enemy diversion.
Fools !
The enemy's main fleet is retreating.
They fell for it.
All forces, continue firing.
Keep the enemy contained, but retreat.
The question is, how long can we keep the enemy fooled ?
The main force is heavily damaged.
The main fleet is attacking the decoy.
We can't abandon them.
Rear Admiral Mittermeyer !
It's a small thing, but please get rid of the ghost fleet.
The enemy decoy ?
Twelve fast battleships have already been dispatched.
Only twelve ships ?
Are any more necessary to defeat an enemy decoy ?
Of course... Twelve is enough.
A welcoming party.
From the left wing fleet: Enemy fleet attacking the fortress is a decoy.
There is no need to retreat.
Okay then, let's finish them.
Enemy ship ! It's located directly below us !
What ?!
The enemy ship isn't firing.
But if it does, the Admiral's ship will be completely destroyed.
Damn ! He's a hostage.
Cease firing !
Don't attack !
Now's our chance to counterattack, sir.
What ?!
If we attack now and destroy the enemy flagship, the remaining fleet will slaughter us !
It's quiet. No one's attacking us.
He's important.
They don't want him killed.
If someone fires now...
It'd be hell.
Kircheis, we can't give up this victory for my life and this ship.
Please wait !
Attack !
Sir, as far as the command of the ship is concerned, I'm the one in charge.
Admiral, please perform your duty as fleet commander.
I'm sorry.
You're the captain of this ship.
I'll never interfere with your command again.
We'll proceed.
There's an opening to port.
All ships, retreat immediately.
Okay, let's go.
Will we be attacked once we release our hostage ?
I don't know.
But if I were him, I probably wouldn't.
This engagement, the 4th Tiamat Battle, is over.
The enemy is retreating.
Shall we pursue ?
There's no need.
Pursuit would only increase casualties.
There will be more battles in the future.
This one is over.
Yes, it's over.
Did something happen ?
Not really.
We're both lucky, for now.
Konev, we survived again.
So, who won ?
I hope we did.
Oh ? Since when did you become a patriot ?
Gimme a break. I just don't want to lose the bet.
Not only did you save the Imperial Fleet from a disastrous situation...
...but, due to your actions on the enemy flank, you brought us almost total victory.
This deserves recognition. As the Fleet Commander, I...
This is a holy war which must be continued regardless of the consequences.
The only thing that will prevent an invasion by the evil, autocratic Empire...
...is your devotion to your mother country.
Although you may die defending the Republic, you are doing your holy duty to the citizens.
As those on the front line of battle, you are the models for all democratic citizens.
I, Job Truniht, your Secretary of Defense, am proud of you !
He really is lucky.
Is it just luck ?
At least he's no longer the "Admiral in the skirt..."
...but he's still a conceited blond brat.
Commodore Yang Wenli !
I think I misunderstood you.
How about a drink with me tonight ?
I only want a drink of good tea...
...alone.
I found out the name of the commander of that cruiser.
Commodore Yang Wenli.
He is known as the Hero of El Facil.
Problems, Kircheis...
I had four of them to deal with.
One, how I handle the Empire.
Another, my older sister.
Then, my friends.
Finally, the personnel of this fleet.
And now, another problem I can't ignore has appeared.
What's wrong ?
Don't you like the tea ?
I've learned his name.
Who ?
The commander of that white ship.
His name is Reinhard von Musel.
Commodore Yang Wenli.
Reinhard von Musel...
The light of heroes shines like stars.
This was the beginning of two such stars.
The struggle between these two heroes has begun.
"Legend of the Galactic Heroes" The beginning...
CAST
Yang Wenli: Kircheis: Reinhard: Attenborough:
Tomiyama Kei Hironaka Masashi Horikawa Ryo Inoue Kazuhiko
Tonio: Mittermeyer: Lobos: Muckenberger:
Kobayashi Michitaka Mori Katsuji Ohki Tamio Shibata Hidekatsu
Konev: Poplan: Mecklinger: Nillson:
Suzuoki Hirotaka Furukawa Toshio Haji Takaya Ohbayashi Ryunosuke
Paeta: Reuental: Narration/Kurt: Oberstein:
Tokumaru Kan Wakamoto Norio Yara Yuusaku Shiozawa Kaneto
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