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When I was in basic training in the army we went out on night maneuvers. Our task was to go from point A to point B without getting captured by the enemy. My team of four were bound and determined not to be captured. It was pitch black and we could not see much as we progressed through the forest. All of a sudden something rushed past me and I yelled out because I was startled. It was an armadillo. I certainly was not expecting to be “caught” by an armadillo that night.