"What plan?"
Hunter looked curiously at Song Heping.
If the situation mentioned earlier was in front of him, Hunter considered it unsolvable.
After all, for a sniper, the most feared threat is aerial power.
Artillery is a minor issue.
If discovered by the opposing air forces, it would be a disaster.
For a mercenary company, a mercenary special operations platoon, to go against the world's most formidable nation's Special Forces squad, the difficulty is unimaginable.
At least Hunter himself found it unsolvable.
"First, cut off communications."
Song Heping placed a pin representing their forces on the border line.
"Before the ambush, first paralyze the Green Berets' radio and satellite communication equipment to ensure they cannot call for support immediately."
"Next, we rely on you."
Song Heping turned to look at Hunter.
