The 5 soldiers were perceptive enough to see that engaging now was practically a sure-death move, so they all obeyed Clark’s order without any objections.
As they hid in the snow, their already activated armor kept on expending energy to keep them warm from the infectious cold.
The animals walked randomly in various directions, doing different things without any idea that a group of intruders just infiltrated their territory.
As the soldiers observed through their drones, one thing that came out glaringly to them was the weird manner in which some of the animals behaved and treated others.
“They have a hierarchy? Are they that intelligent?” Clark was surprised.
“Did you think that we got trashed for nothing?” Dickson’s cold voice quickly rose in reply.
They could see that some of the animals were relegated to slave roles, as the other higher ones in the hierarchy seemed to be giving them orders aggressively.