Cascade Ambush Camps Novels & Stories

"It knows that if we get there, it’s finished." "Then we make sure we don't fail," Silas replied, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. The second night, the ambush came. We were camped in the Narrow Gorge, a bottleneck of black, jagged stone that offered no room for maneuver. The silence of the mountains was broken not by a sound, but by the sudden, sickening shift of the air pressure. The snow stopped falling, suspended in mid-air as if time itself had frozen. Then, from the darkness above us, they descended.

Corey would be staying behind, and he is the only person in the Pack that knows about what we are about to do. We drove for one hour. It is amazing how close we are; I didn't notice them at all. They keep a low and quiet profile at their main base. The campgrounds where they station their warriors and plan their attacks are a different story. We have raided about three of those and usually end up in chaos.

It wasn’t what they had expected. A sprawling camp hidden deep within the jungle, fortified with makeshift barricades of sharpened bamboo stakes. The camp was lively, at least a hundred people moved about. Judging by their dressings, postures and the fact that they were heavily armed, it was evident that they were a militia group, probably a mercenary group. Littered around the campground were medium-sized tents which looked like they were hastily constructed. Armed men and women trooped in and out of the tents , obviously carrying out their regular routines.

’’ Ibrahim asked ‘’O boy I can’t wait to carry gun and kill those bloody terrorists’’ he said ‘’No be only you… We will kill enough’’ Ibrahim replied and shook Biola then pulled him up; soon they are called out to assembling, they form lines and stood at ease while a Major addressed them ‘’You all will be divided into two groups, the first group stays here, the second will be deployed immediately’’ he said, a soldier comes to meet the Major and whispers to him then leaves ‘’You have already been divided, when you return to your tents you will find a tag that tells you your battalion. The first battalion stays, the second will be deployed to Metele base camp in Guzamala under the name ‘Operat

The pain is inevitable to be a little helpless in the face of this kind of thing. Robert didn't answer him. He used the binoculars to carefully look around the surrounding terrain. Jacob seemed to understand what Robert meant and said, "Their ambush is located in Phoenix Ridge. I've seen it here before, but I haven't.", Jacob called another soldier to come, the man was holding a Lee Enfield sniper rifle. The bandits over there started shouting again: "If you don't agree, I'll shoot!" Robert took off his binoculars and frowned, but the first question he asked was, "Is the cavalry brigade in place?"

Approaching the campsite, he made sure to be seen by the sentry. "Who goes there? What do you want?" someone with a spear demanded, seemingly in charge of guarding the site. "Greetings, my friend. I'm a hunter from the Bactria Tribe. I got separated from my group during the daytime sandstorm. Could I stay with you for the night?" Chase used the same excuse he had used to fool the dark elves before.

she muttered, her tone light despite the unease in her eyes. “It’s definitely not inviting,” I admitted, scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. Ahead, Zara paused, holding up a hand to signal us to stop. She crouched low, her sharp eyes scanning the terrain. “We’re close,” she whispered. “Her forces are camped just beyond that ridge.” We crept forward, our movements silent as we approached the edge of the ridge. From our vantage point, we could see a sprawling encampment below—tents arranged in precise rows, flickering firelight casting eerie shadows across the ground.

Uneven footsteps, scattered energy, and nervous intent. “Too many to fight head-on,” she said at last. “But not enough to disappear. They are rushing, and that makes them careless.” Killian nodded. “Then we strike before they find their footing.” Beta Andrew approached, kneeling as he spread a worn map across a flat stone. Torchlight flickered over the markings as he spoke. “We have confirmed three main camps,” he said. “Two are well guarded, layered with defensive magic. The third is smaller, less disciplined, with less control.”

“This could be a trap. They knew their army wasn’t a match for ours. We would outnumber them, so they have targeted two of our largest trenches and destroyed them. I think they are sacrificing a few of their men to reduce our numbers.” “They had bombed our camps as well. Gamma Asashi has neutralised those elements, but our loss of manpower was far more than theirs. They are confronting us upfront but their focus is attacking from behind and surprise attacks. Gamma Aera was caught in one of those surprise attacks and was injured. It wasn’t a serious injury, but we never know.” “That’s right. Maybe they are waiting for us to reach the palace and then they will use their full strength to attack