In the middle of the thick forest, which stretches as far as the eye can see, the shiny rays of sunlight penetrate the deep trees into the wet ground.
Among the bushes and leaves scattered on the ground, Luciano, dressed in camouflaged gear, cautiously sleeps still on the ground.
He filled his backpack with bullets, guns, and everything he needed.
The high cliff is the only landing area around this thick forest that surrounds his cottage. In his one hand, he holds a string of small handheld devices he has assembled as a remote detonator.
This hand stays still with no movement. With the map memorized on where he set the bombs, Luciano views the locations of each explosive through the binoculars in his other hand.
He has put explosive devices strategically along the trees, hidden within
