The night over the Nile River cast mottled shadows across the Atlon Oasis, with the sand dunes under the bright moonlight resembling sleeping giants.
Song Heping sat cross-legged on the sheepskin rug inside the tent, in front of him a yellowed map of Northern Darfur, with several pins in different colors marking key locations.
The emergency lamp beside him emitted a pale light, casting flickering shadows on his profile.
"Shepherd..."
Song Heping lightly tapped the routes from Zad to Northern Darfur on the map with the tip of his knife, his brow furrowed.
The knife was a Mad Dog Tactical Knife, crafted meticulously, which he had confiscated from a dead Mossad Agent.
"Where will you come from..."
He kept speculating in his mind.
Although Henry had obtained intelligence that the "Shepherd" was going to Northern Darfur to mobilize two Armed Organizations to team up against him,
that intelligence was not concrete, merely a rough piece of information.
