Finally Reunited

Around 9:40 in the morning.

Near the eastern entrance and exit of Great Smoky Mountains National Park.

In the forest, about eighty-five meters from the access road.

On a tree roughly twenty-two meters tall, at a fork about twelve meters above the ground.

A sentry sprawled gracelessly across the fork suddenly raised his binoculars, then quickly pulled out his radio.

"Boss, I see a convoy over here. There's a police armored vehicle at the front left, followed by four pickups, two trucks, and an RV. It should be the New York Council's team!"

"The armored vehicle doesn't have an external machine gun today, but there are clearly square observation ports left around the truck beds. What do we do? Let them pass?"

"Huh?"

Hearing the sentry's report, Jonathan, who was sitting in a pickup about two hundred meters from the guard post, picked up his radio with an amused smile.

"Man, are you stupid? We didn't even plant explosives, so what are you talking about, letting them pass or not?"

"Even if we didn't want to let them through, could we stop them? There are only four of us here. Four people!"

"Do you think we can wipe them all out?"

"Do you think we're Edward's old SEAL Team Six?"

As he spoke, Jonathan waved to the driver beside him.

The driver immediately started the vehicle and headed toward the approaching New York Council convoy.

At the same time, in the forest.

The sentry in the tree put away his radio and swiftly rappelled to the ground according to plan.

After landing, his waiting comrade immediately handed him an RPG. The two quickly took up their prepared firing positions and aimed toward the direction the convoy would soon approach from.

At the same time, Jonathan's vehicle arrived beneath the eastern