Barlin's convoy never noticed anything, even when the Americans were just a couple of miles away and closing in, but Barlin himself was sharp enough to sense them.

Hearing the rumble and feeling the vibration of diesel engines, he paled and cried out, "Incoming! At least… eight cars!"

"Really?" Kohei was baffled. "Looks quiet to me, my lord."

Barlin gritted his teeth grimly. "Oh, you will see them too soon enough. I have a bad feeling about this… It's like a viper has its eyes on me."

"What?