A few car lights appeared on the distant mountain road.
The jerky movements of the lights indicated the poor road conditions.
The mountain area here has always been destitute.
A forgotten corner.
"Quite a few people..."
Willie, who was conducting long-range observation of the convoy with an Observation Mirror, felt goosebumps all over at this moment.
Through the lens, there are five vehicles.
Three of them are cars, one is a truck.
This means there is at least a guard force of twenty to thirty people.
And there are only two of us here.
Even with the harshest military training, two people against dozens, especially on the enemy's home ground, the odds of winning were pitifully low.
He suddenly felt he had been reckless today.
Song Heping had asked him earlier if he was willing to take a risk.
He did not even think and just said let's do it.
A qualified Special Forces officer should be able to assess the risks of an operation.
And he actually agreed to this guy!
