In order to avoid startling the prey, the two got off the car a little early and walked for over half an hour in the forest. A steep ridge appeared ahead, shrouded in bushes, pitch-black, surrounded by the bustling sound of unknown insects and frogs, creating a lively atmosphere. The moonlight was hazy, and a gentle breeze blew, as Luo Zheng and Shi Qian, wearing tactical goggles, watched the front intently, their faces incredibly solemn.
Through the tactical goggles, they could see intersecting infrared rays ahead. Tall shrubs and surveillance cameras were mounted on some of the taller trees. Luo Zheng and Shi Qian felt fortunate as they noticed these, knowing that their prior precautions had prevented exposure. Shi Qian gazed at the dark ridge forest ahead and said, "So many infrared monitors suggest that they know this is a weak point."
"What are you trying to say?" Luo Zheng asked in a low voice.
