章 1317: The Great Victory of Cucuta

When Jonathan and his team of SEALs advanced to the vicinity of the embassy, they only saw a messy battlefield.

The wounded soldiers supported each other with their rifles and walked to the side of the road. Soldiers, laid on stretchers, were put into ambulances by medics and sent to the hospital for treatment. A scrapped armored vehicle rested in the middle of the road, and the cratered bullet holes on the armor surface told of the tragedy that happened.

Jonathan's brows twitched as he examined the destroyed armored vehicle.

The sniper next to him stepped forward and touched the inverted steel plate and was shocked. He was usually a talkative one, but not a word came out of him at this moment. The rest of the SEALs' mood was also down as they disguised their thoughts and emotions.

His clenched fists loosened.

For some reason, Jonathan was suddenly rejoiced that he was, fortunately, a beat behind.