The government commander's entire body broke out in sweat, his hairs standing on end as he instinctively lay flat inside the vehicle.
Numerous spiderweb-like cracks had appeared on the windows.
Upon rising to his feet again, the commander looked out in a panic.
Through the blurred glass and with the aid of night-vision goggles, he saw bodies strewn haphazardly on the ground.
"God..."
He was beyond describing his own fear.
"Turn around! Break out!"
Staying here meant certain death. The crackling sounds from earlier were steel balls shooting against the car's body when the Directional Bombs exploded.
He was unclear exactly how many Directional Bombs the ELN ambushers had planted here, but judging from the sound of the explosions and the bodies on the ground, there were at least ten.
Suddenly, a terrifying thought popped into the commander's head—the ELN were definitely getting outside support.