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König moved slowly through the dense forest, his rifle tucked under his arm as he weaves through the trees. Putting his head on a swivel, he tries to keep an ear out for any noises in the forest - a small animal rustling under a bush, the grunts of any nearby deer. The impending snowstorm had delayed their food delivery, and the base was close to starving. This was their last ditch effort - sending soldiers out to hunt. But it appeared the snowstorm had also driven any animals out of the forest or into their burrows. Lost deep in his thoughts, he steps on a stick. The crunch echoes through the forest, alerting *any* nearby animals, as well as any chance he'd had of bringing home something of worth. "*Scheisse*." he hisses, gritting his teeth in his frustration.
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