10:08 AM, the "Frost Raven" team arrived near the ambush area on Route 7.
The terrain here was indeed as treacherous as described in the intel.
The road entered through a narrow mountain pass and then wound along the mountainside, forming a nearly 180-degree sharp turn at Eagle's Beak Rock.
On the left was a rocky mountainside, and on the right was a steep slope that descended to a dry riverbed.
Two pickup trucks stopped in a natural depression 500 meters before the curve, concealed by rocks and bushes, completely invisible from the road.
"All clear." Falcon and Merlin got out first, holding their guns and guarding the sides.
Scarface surveyed his surroundings. Years of battlefield experience kept his senses on high alert.
The wind blew from the northwest, carrying the scent of dust and dry plants. There were bird calls in the distance, but nearby it was unusually quiet. Too quiet.
"Something's not right." He whispered to Crow.
