Just as Rod sat in the armored vehicle imagining himself reaching the border to ambush Song Heping, who was fleeing in panic from Siria, several spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared on the windshield in front of him.
"Contact! Contact! Contact!"
The radio erupted into chaos instantly.
Bullets rained down on the vehicle like a torrential storm, thudding loudly against its body.
Fortunately, the SUVs used by the "Watcher" unit were high-grade armored vehicles, and bullets from standard assault rifles and light machine guns were nothing more than tickles to them.
Rod calmly issued a command: "Scatter! Scatter! Find cover and advantageous positions!"
"I see them, about a hundred meters ahead, on the hillside! Not many, likely just two attack teams!"
Rod took a glance ahead after hearing this.
Sure enough, he spotted a few flashes from muzzle fire.
The number of muzzle flashes could approximate the size of the enemy force.
