The ambush failed without a doubt.
All the participants were killed, leaving no survivors.
The Flying Eagle members who hadn't been on guard against those beside them died as well.
Forrest Chapman took a headcount and found that his team of over twenty was now down to just ten. The sorrow in his heart was almost impossible to hide.
Besides the sorrow, he also felt guilty toward Marcus Monroe's group.
After all, if he had noticed something was wrong with his team members sooner, perhaps things wouldn't have gotten this bad.
Marcus Monroe's group had also lost a team member, and their tents, vehicles, and other supplies were severely damaged.
All told, it was a heavy price to pay.
More importantly, could a fractured and disunited Flying Eagle team still earn the other side's trust?
In response to his apology, Marcus Monroe shook his head. "Don't be. This was their own doing; it has nothing to do with the Flying Eagle."
