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Bir Millet Uyanıyor 

The events begin on March 15, 1920. The captain Davut, who belongs to the Kuvva-i Milliye in Anatolia, and the commander Tilki join the alliance that first presses the Akbas Ammunition and transfers the ammunition to the Kuvva-i Milliye on a received code.
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The events begin on March 15, 1920. The captain Davut, who belongs to the Kuvva-i Milliye in Anatolia, and the commander Tilki join the alliance that first presses the Akbas Ammunition and transfers the ammunition to the Kuvva-i Milliye on a received code.

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Genre:Drama, History, War
Directed By:Muhsin Ertuğrul
Written By:Nizamettin Nazif Tepedelenlioğlu
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Runtime:53 minutes
Studio:İpek Film

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