Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-5142578-20161101180010

After about twenty minutes of walking, Frost and Drake come to a cliff edge with a clear view of a large canyon that was several miles long. There were vehicles and military personel in the canyon, and several devices and buildings built into the canyon walls and crevices on either side. Patrols were moving along the perimeter, keeping a low profile and an eye out for intruders. Soldiers and crew moved to and fro, carrying out their duties. It would take another ten minutes or so of walking just to get close enough to the canyon to infiltrate.

Frost gets on one knee and pulls out a pair of binoculars. He proceeds to look through them at the enemy camp. Given how far away they were and the nature of the rocky cliff they were on, they wouldn't need to worry about being seen.

"This has to be the place." Drake said, keeping his voice low. Even though they were very well out of range to be seen or heard, there was a feeling in the air that warrented caution. "Bugger me, they've dug in deep!"

"Well secluded, and provides protection from the heat and sand." Frost comments. "A perfect place to hide a foreign military presence." he continues looking, processing every detail of the canyon camp. "They've been here a while, it seems. It would have taken several weeks to get this much equipment set up."

"And even more time to dig into the canyon walls." Drake adds. "If those bastards wanted a place to lay low, they couldn't have found a better place."