Blitz, Lorenzo, and Marcus gathered outside the outpost. The air was cold and everyone wore coats to protect themselves from the winter. Two helicopters were a few meters away from the people that were gathered. The breeze of the cold wind stroking the cheeks of the hunters made them uncomfortable. The three came from an uncomfortable hot region of the middle east. Now they find themselves in the cold regions of the Russian country. Blitz had been sneezing after waking up and his face was slightly red. His eyes were a bit watery and he had been wiping his nose with tissue from the mucus he excretes after sneezing. “Blitz, are you sure you're fine?” Marcus asks him with a worried tone. “I'm fine, just having a bit of headache and itchy nose...ACHOO!” “Hey why don't you stay here, I thi

