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sounds! He stopped up ahead about fifty yards away from me—held his head up as if he was sniffing the air and looked in my direction. I couldn’t tell whether or not he saw me but I’m pretty sure he ‘smelled’ me! I was hoping I wouldn’t have to shoot him but ready to do that if I was attacked. Fortunately, he turned and scurried into the underbrush on the other side of the stream bed. I waited a few min. and moved back down the stream bed back to my platoon.
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