A young man, perhaps just 30 years old, dressed like a soldier in camouflage, his rifle at the ready, moves carefully and routinely towards the carcasses of the insects, kicks them briefly with his foot and then lowers his rifle in relief. You wait a moment, unsure how to react, but then you step towards him, your hands raised in a sign of peace. He immediately raises the rifle again, and his eyes widen in surprise as he recognizes you as another person Who are you...? his voice trembles
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