At dawn, when the first rays of sunlight fell upon the ancient tropical grasslands, the earth was instantly draped in golden gossamer. The joyful animals emerged from their dens, cautiously roaming in search of food to sate their hunger for the new day. Birds fluttered through the sky foraging for food, and the once silent grassland suddenly bustled with life—a deceptive cover for the ruthless slaughter that unfolded within the food chain, cold and merciless.
Animals fought daily for sustenance, and soldiers were no different. Perhaps before deployment, their minds were filled with thoughts of honor, but once on the battlefield, there was only one belief in their hearts: survival. To live, they had to eliminate the enemy.