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Hot air billows past your face as you bound over broken pavement. Your face is close to the ground as you rush forward on all fours. The humans have noticed you now, and the tank's turret swivels to take aim. Somehow fear has left you, replaced with a thrill of exhilaration. If this is how you're going to go out, then it will be a glorious death. But you won't die this day. Today you're taking on all the odds. And you'll defy them. You sense the tank is about to fire one second before the turret blossoms orange-and-white flame, belching forth a plume of smoke and a shell as thick as your arm. You leap to the side, coiled muscles of all four legs allowing you to spring to relative safety with supernatural agility. Even so, the heat and concussion of the nearby explosion knocks you sideways
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