One person?
Single combat against thousands of 1515 armed militants?
Director Vincent's hawk-like eyes were fixed on the massive satellite screen, as if trying to pierce through the cold pixels.
On the screen, a lone, human-shaped, scorching white dot was trapped by hundreds, thousands of hostile red dots on the steep desperate ground at the top of Gelbi Mountain.
The red dots, like starving ants, constantly surged towards the central white dot, yet continually dimmed and vanished amidst the fine flashes that represented precise shooting around the white dot—signifying the end of life, falling off a cliff into the abyss.
A sense of absurdity, like a cold current, instantly coursed through Vincent's body, causing the knuckles of the hand holding the coffee cup to turn slightly white.
One person?
Against thousands?
Could it be the satellite signal was interfered with?
Or is Langley's server playing a hellish joke?
