In the dense and towering jungle, darkness prevails, countless figures darting forward like hungry wolves. Their bodies emit a fierce fighting spirit, moving like the wind but silently, swiftly reaching the enemy camp resting in the thick forest ahead. They stop abruptly, hide on the spot, and calmly observe the scattered enemy groups ahead, gripping the already prepared pistols fitted with suppressors.
Nighttime reconnaissance must be soundless; any alertness by the enemy would lead to endless pursuit. The task is to tie up the enemy and take them away without their knowledge. Mountain Eagle led his team forward, coldly gazing at five enemies sitting ahead, resting with their knees hugged, some even snoring.
