At eleven o'clock at night, in the Colombian jungle near Mani Town.
A watch group had already been dispatched, and Anthony was embroiled in a huddle with five core members discussing how to attack the AUC camp.
Less than twenty kilometers from the border, intelligence indicated that there were about ninety armed members inside the camp. The batch of weapons and ammunition brought from the port was temporarily piled up in the northwest corner of the camp, covered with waterproof tarps, estimating that someone would come to transport it away in the next few days.
Anthony and his buddies planned to raid the camp tonight, then destroy the weapons and ammunition, and organize a retreat afterward.
This was the ultimate exam.
It looked very simple.
Not difficult at all.
But in practice, it was not so.
The biggest headache for them now was another camp nearby, just ten kilometers away, belonging to the Colombian Army, with a platoon stationed inside.