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The relentless shaking and jerking of the carrier truck made the ride the least bit enjoyable. The nauseated stomachs of the six passengers were made no more stable by the lack of actual seats inside the otherwise vacant cargo hold of the truck.
“Are you trying to hit every bump and pothole?” snarled a soldier from the back who clutched at his stomach.
A man riding comfortably in the passenger seat twisted around to face the unseated men and smiled mockingly.
“We do it just for you.” He winked and returned to starring out the window, a luxury the other passengers did not have.
Oversized piles of dirt and rocks were scattered across the landscape. The unattractive hillside wasn’t much of a view, but it did manage to get his mind off of the coming battle. Vladerron was more than nervo
