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Hunting

HUNTING Stripped to the basics, side arm and knife, two ready grenades, dog tags removed, mud for camouflage. Wait until dark then crawl and slide across contested ground. Loose formation of three together, but apart, slowly slipping along. Pausing for noise, watching for movement, sniffing for his smell, carefully working the ground. This for a hidden man; going for his hidden rifle and possible comrades. All a dangerous game, children's hide and seek, but with deadly intent; at this personal level a scuffling brutal struggle ending with a vicious tag.

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Date: 7/14/2018 1:41:00 AM
really enjoyed this, felt there. Thank you for the experience - V
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