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... ungle canopy, each one cloaked in shadow.
Not a single engine rumbled. No heat shimmer rose from exhaust ports.
Only the soft, rhythmic crackle of moisture evaporating on hot metal betrayed the machines as living things.
They sat like hunting beasts, waiting.
Erich von Zehntner’s command vehicle rested half-buried in vines and fern, its painted armor cloaked by camouflage netting.
He listened to the encrypted channels.
Each voice came to him throug ...
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