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... a’s compound lay nestled like a hidden scar. It was a sprawling, self-sufficient hub of illicit operations: sturdy wooden cabins housed his men, two large corrugated steel warehouses hummed with activity, and a constant rotation of heavy trucks rumbled in and out. Guerilla armed forces, a mix of hardened young adults and grizzled veterans, patrolled the perimeter and manned watchtowers. Their attire varied, but a unifying splash of crimson—a red hat, a scarlet bandana, or a blood-red T-shirt—mar ...
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