This was a very interesting ga.
It was all about extre wilderness stealth and survival skills.
Song Heping went into this competition with an almost playful ntality.
He even had a strange feeling.
It was as if he were back at the field training years ago.
Now what he needed to do was to put himself in the best possible state of stealth, becoming a Hunter completely hidden in the shadows.
Wait.
The long wait.
A competition of patience.
Luckily, the food he carried this ti was sufficient.
He also had been very frugal with water consumption before.
Now, he still had more than half of his water supply left.
Song Heping had developed very good habits during his previous wilderness training; even if he had plenty of supplies, he wouldn't waste a bit and would save as much as possible for the end.
No one could predict unexpected circumstances until the very last mont of battle; one must always have a buffer for oneself.
Moreover, the longer he dragged out his ti here, the safer White Bear and the others would be.
Dragging it out for three to five days ant White Bear and the others would have safely left the Chicken country by then.
At that ti, he would have too many options to choose from.
Even if soone really had sealed off the area.
He could still leave calmly, take a vacation in Chicken country, see how things developed, and then choose where to sneak out of the country or even walk through the airport with a fake passport.
Song Heping adjusted his mindset very well.
Compared to him, Wilson on the other side was not having such an easy ti.
On the first day, they ended up waiting in vain.
Co nightfall, Philip was the first to voice his doubts.
"Boss, why do I feel sothing is wrong?"
Captain Wilson asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's already the third day since the incident," Philip shifted his numb body to allow circulation before speaking, "But we haven't seen a soul..."
A bad premonition began to rise in Wilson's mind.
This ti they had dispatched three squads to block all three roads leading to Persia.
The command center continued to dispatch helicopters to fly over this highland area during the day, with no discoveries at all.
The helicopters had been flying non-stop these past few days.
But they had not found any trace whatsoever.
Instead, there was bad news that for so reason, Chicken country had suddenly intensified its border patrols. A large number of troops were sent to this highland, and the JAK Special Forces were also dispatched, apparently in search of sothing.
According to intelligence from SAD, it was believed by the counter-terrorism departnt of Chicken country that the Trebizond incident was a malignant attack, possibly of a terrorist nature, hence the counter-terrorism departnt was formally involved.
This made the director, Alvin, anxious.
The involvent of the JAK Special Forces ant the issue had escalated.
JAK stood for Jandarma Özel Asayiş Komutanlığı in Turkish, aning Gendarrie Special Public Security Command. Under JAK, there were Gendarrie Special Forces (JH), Gendarrie Search and Rescue Battalion (JAK), and Gendarrie Underwater Search and Rescue Team (SAK). JAK mainly engaged in counter-terrorism, riot control, hostage rescue, underwater operations, and dealing with high-threat cri.
Among all the Special Forces of Chicken country, it was a very reputable unit, and it didn't intervene in just any matter.
Continuing to stay here ant risking being discovered by the JAK troops.
If their whereabouts were leaked, how should the "Watcher" squad respond to such a situation?
They surely couldn't just stand up and reveal their identity, claiming to be a secret action team from the CIA, could they?
The option to abandon the operation seed to have been laid on Alvin's desk.
He had to make a decision.
However, when he consulted with Wilson, the latter insisted on staying one more day.
Because the Alles Mountain area was huge.
Even the JAK Special Forces, would need at least a week to search this area thoroughly.
Ti was tight.
But there seed to be so left.
Wait a little longer!
Perhaps the person he was waiting for would arrive tomorrow.
So he proposed to Alvin that they hold their position for another 48 hours. If they still hadn't found their target after 48 hours, it would an that the other party might not exit through here, and that's when they would withdraw.
Wilson's proposal was accepted.
For Alvin, retreating so hastily was akin to admitting a complete failure.
He had never experienced such a great loss in his career.
Retreating in disgrace would an living the rest of his life in humiliation.
So, he accepted Wilson's suggestion to continue for another 48 hours, and if they found nothing, they would withdraw.
On the first evening.
Song Heping finally noticed so movent in the "Watcher" squad.
While he was munching on an energy bar at his hiding spot, watching their ambush circle, he suddenly noticed soone on the move.
Upon closer inspection, it was one of the "Watcher" team mbers, getting up to relieve himself.
He used the Night Vision Goggles to focus on him, watching as he stood up from the ambush position, stretched, and then ran to a nearby hollow, where he disappeared for about fifteen minutes before reappearing in the viewfinder.
Relieving oneself during a wilderness stealth operation can be troubleso.
Sotis, to avoid exposure, one even has to wear adult diapers and just go in their pants.
Being a Special Soldier is not as glamorous as one might imagine.
Most of the ti, they have to keep company with filth and excrent.
In relatively safe environnts, it is possible to take turns using the bathroom, but one must always dig a hole, bury their waste, and then restore the ground as much as possible.
Fifteen minutes later, Song Heping saw the guy again.
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