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In the depths of the jungle in Arauca Province, Colombia, an off-road vehicle was navigating the muddy trails towards the south.
Although it was already six o'clock in the morning, the sky remained pitch black like the bottom of a pot, raining down as if the heavens had been punctured.
In the primordial rainforests of northeastern Colombia, such weather typically deterred people from venturing out, and even though there had been several fierce firefights between the ELN armed forces and the government army recently, everyone preferred to stay in their camps that day, reluctant to step outside.
The driver gripped the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the path ahead, not daring to relax his vigilance for a moment.
In the rainforest during wet weather, a single misstep by the driver could spell doom for everyone in the vehicle.
Sitting in the passenger seat was a soldier in camouflage, with a green bandana wrapped around his head, holding an M16 automatic rifle.
