In the wind-eroded rock area of the desert, millions of years of wind and sand have sculpted the once solid rock layers into a labyrinth of bizarre, jagged rocks.
Towering stone pillars pierce the sky like the ribs of giant beasts, twisted rock arches form natural caves and narrow passages, the ground is scattered with large weathered boulders, creating numerous perfect hiding spots and crossfire fields.
The afternoon sunlight slants down, casting heavy and twisted shadows among the rocks, the air is scorching and stagnant, only the whimpering sound of the wind through the rock crevices can be heard.
Song Heping, like an experienced desert wolf, silently led his two most elite special operation squads and the last 140-plus soldiers under General Haftar who could still fight into this natural killing field.
He chose an ambush point on a necessary route into the heart of the wind-eroded rock area—a relatively wide "gorge" flanked by towering rock walls and massive fallen rocks.
