Chapter 520: Good Lord, That Tactic Was Dirty

In a mountain valley, a handful of men huddled together, studying a hand-drawn map. Maxton Warth tapped a spot with his finger. "This should be the Red Army Command Center." Then he pointed to two other locations. "They've been rotating between these three points, forming a triangle. They've already shifted twice, but they stayed longer at this one." He paused, eyes narrowing as he calculated. "If I had to guess, they won't move again before the day's over." Christopher and Tony Steinmetz lit...