Capítulo 194: The Bandit Camp Inferno

Johan sat cross-legged on the grassy ground, his sharp eyes fixed on the small fortress in the distance. The cold mountain wind swept across his face, but his mind remained laser-focused on one thing: devising an attack with minimal information. As someone trained in the art of modern warfare, he understood that intelligence was the key to any operation. Yet this time, he faced a situation where time was his enemy, and the available data was insufficient for a perfect strategy.

"They have a military-like guard structure," Johan thought, observing the movements around the fortress. The guards' actions were organized, their vigilance unwavering. But even a perfectly organized system had flaws, and it was these flaws he had to exploit.