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As I march blind into becoming an engineer I see mere one thing in this ever shifting fog
It's never the weapon, tech, nor vantage you build, design, and field that will win. For every great metal beast you give birth from the vices of nature's womb there will always be an equal or above-matched counter, there is never such a thing as an unbeatable king for there will always be a guillotine laying in wait to be built.
The only constant, The only guarantee to never be failed is raw tenacity; A tenacity to rival that of a cornered badger. In a world of ever-evolving chess and decapitated kings, the only ever unchanging winner always has been the one with more tenacity, gut, and blood to spare not the one with gadgets and fancy latest gen kit.
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