"He can't possibly bring just this few people. The latest intelligence indicates that this guy has recruited two hundred elite members, many of whom are former Special Forces. And given how cunning he is, knowing we're all hunting him, he wouldn't go to Darfur with just twenty people."
Pence was still very clear-headed.
He sniffed out something unusual.
"This is definitely a trap!"
Kael Jenkins, head of the African Department, slid his tablet to pull up a series of analytical data: "Satellite and drone reconnaissance confirm that aside from these twenty people, there are no other 'Musician' defense military personnel within fifty kilometers. Our signal interceptions also show they're only in contact with three small teams, each with no more than five people."
"Too clean." Pence shook his head, "Song Heping is no rookie. He previously cost us an entire 'Watcher' shadow squad. This man always has a backup plan, and wouldn't act rashly, there's something fishy here."
