In the woods of the Andes, the leaves rustled. Two Asian soldiers in camouflage laid on the ground, their faces painted with black ink. Without being close, it was nearly impossible to see the two faces hidden in the shadow of the bushes.
The forest was terribly quiet, and the two laid motionlessly on their stomachs, as if they were waiting for something.
Not far away, there was a crisp sound.
The two faces under the bushes also disappeared silently...
Two NATO soldiers, one after another, carefully pushed aside the bushes and avoided the dead branches on the ground. With their backs hunched, they followed the shadow of the tropical vegetation as they headed towards the mountain... and then they bumped into the gunpoint of the Moro guerrillas.
Gunshots passed through the dense rainforest, and bullets burst out from the shadows and rained on the two. Before they even had time to react, the two NATO soldiers fell to the ground with a terrifying howl.
