D Day +67
The first morning light was about to break the darkness of the horizon while the wind breezed through the coconut trees surrounding the area.
The 4,000 plus fighters composed of Alex's elite units, Rico's troops of special forces, and the Sultan's Keraton Guards looked towards the hostile's base, a small port city.
As the troops faced west, the sun rose behind them. Inch by inch, the shadow over the port city gradually disappeared as the morning sun cast its light. The port city was still. It didn't have any idea about the incoming assault.
In the center of the army; Alex, Rico and the Sultan were finalizing their attack.
"We haven't been spotted yet. It's best we move quickly." Rico was restless. His son's, along with hundreds of captives, safety were at stake.
Looking over their situation, Alex also came up with the same conclusion.
