Jiang Yan Hai silently watched the scene through his Sniper Scope. He believed Sparrow and the others beside him were watching through theirs as well. At least thirty enemies were currently within their line of sight, and those were only the ones inside several houses. Enemies occupied more than a dozen houses throughout the entire village.
Jiang Yan Hai could no longer remember which house the original plot target had been in. He had only played that game once and had not replayed it much, so there was no way he could recall it. His impression of it was not even as deep as his impression of some movies.
But he knew one thing: compared to the movie's plot, the game's plot differed even more from reality. For one thing, they had come here to capture Assad. If they searched every house for enemies one by one, would Assad not run away?
What kind of joke was that? The man was not an idiot. Would he really stay put and wait foolishly for them to capture him? That was ridiculous.
So Jiang Yan Hai knew their mission would not be easy. The village had three exits and three roads. No one could be sure which building Assad was hiding in.
The Active Warning System could only identify enemies who posed a threat. It could not distinguish who those enemies actually were.
Several terrorists below were tormenting several pitiful women, while more than a dozen other terrorists watched from nearby and occasionally burst into jeering laughter.
Watching those trembling women being endlessly humiliated, Jiang Yan Hai could tell from the others' physical reactions, though none of them spoke, that their emotions were becoming increasingly unsettled.
Special forces soldiers were not omnipotent. Especially soldiers raised under the education of the Red Star