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Chapter 121: Copy Cat
Author: Juju Pen
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The Vector 15 was en route back to the nearest military outpost, the desert sands giving way to the greener landscapes below.

The mood inside was one of exhausted triumph, the adrenaline from the Sahara fight slowly ebbing away.

Johnny was attempting to build a miniature ice sculpture of Axel on his palm, much to her visible irritation.

"…and this little ice chip here is you furrowing your brow in perpetual annoyance. It's my finest work," he declared, holding it up.

Axel snatched it out of his hand and crushed it. "Your finest work is keeping your mouth shut, which you have yet to master."

"Hey! That took concentration! And coldness! My two best qualities!"

Before their bickering could escalate, the comms system crackled to life. It wasn't the General this time, but a harried sounding officer from Global Operations.

"Vector 15, be advised. We have a Code Cascade. Multiple, simultaneous portal openings Rio de Janeiro, Mumbai, and Shanghai. Hostile incursions are ongoin
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