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The cold air came like an arrow shot to the chest. The soldiers didn't expect it, just like they didn't expect the first ambush. The unit knew the Savage Lands was ruthless and unforgiving, they also didn't know that it had a cold, cruel sense of humor. The sun had started its rapid descent below the trees, and the warmth of the jungle escaped with it while the humidity, danger, and fear remained. With a groan, one of the soldiers, his damaged chest plate hanging loosely,