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In the early summer night, the sky was overcast, with a crescent moon half concealed and half revealed.
In the gray factory buildings, insects were chirping incessantly, filling the air with their loud calls.
In nature, the slaughter in the dark night tends to be fiercer and more brutal than during the day. Samson Leo, hiding at the sniper point, had camouflaged himself to look just like a dusty, worn-out sack.
His breathing was deep and distant, as if it took a long minute to complete each breath. What was even more terrifying was that in this lurking state, his body functions entered an incredibly delicate phase of change. His heartbeat and blood flow slowed remarkably, and miraculously, his pores tightly closed. As a result, not only was his body odor less likely to be released into the air, but even the heat radiated from his body was barely noticeable.