The primeval jungle was like a silent beast, exhaling humid, stifling air thick with the stench of rotting vegetation.
According to informants and blurry thermal imaging from earlier drone flights, the infiltration route chosen by the Vulture syndicate lay right within this treacherous, uninhabited canyon. Their mission was to locate and confirm the hidden passage, and to gauge the enemy's firepower and exact timetable as accurately as possible.
Taking the lead, Valeria wove nimbly through the vines and underbrush, her sharp gaze sweeping over every spot that might conceal a trace of movement. Covered in bug-repellent, waterproof camouflage paint, she blended seamlessly into the jungle. Only her eyes, startlingly bright in the dim light, stood out like those of a highly alert predator.
