2026-10-22 09:47:26"The blast shield is holding, but we can't stay bottled up in this workshop while Miller’s holding the generator alone!" Ethan roared, his massive shoulders heaving as he hammered the side of the heavy steel door with his fist.
"We aren't staying bottled up," James snapped, his eyes flashing with cold, hard fury as he spun away from the sealed generator room. "Noah, status on the outer civilian broadcast channels!"
"The live feed from our sec
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Chapter 153: Capturing an Asset
"Get down, Noah!" James roared, lunging across the console as a second heavy slug chewed through the edge of the metal desk, sending a shower of sparks and pulverized plastic into the air.Mia’s kinetic converter barked twice in rapid succession. The heavy concussive rounds slammed directly into the operative’s reinforced chest plate, spinning the massive mercenary around and dropping him hard to one knee. Before the man could level his shotgun again, Ethan materialized from the smoke like a runaway freight train, crashing his massive shoulder directly into the operative’s ribs and driving him violently through the remaining lath-and-plaster partition.Crash!Drywall exploded into a powdery gray cloud as the two heavy combatants tumbled into the adjacent briefing room, a flurry of armored limbs and grunted curses echoing off the concrete floor."Ethan, don't kill him! We need an asset!" Jam
Chapter 152: Ethan’s Wall
"Clear the threshold!" James shouted, his hand gripping the shoulder of a trembling civilian as he shoved them down the darkened utility stairwell. "Move, move, move!"Before the last of the liberated laborers could scramble through the blown-out bulkhead, the choking sulfur haze in the main workshop parted with violent speed. A towering corporate operative, his matte-black tactical armor gleaming with fresh condensation, stepped through the smoke with terrifying efficiency. He raised a heavy, suppressed automatic shotgun, the muzzle instantly locking onto the open terminal room where Noah was desperately trying to yank the primary data-drive from the smoking rack."Noah, drop!" Mia screamed, her kinetic converter swinging upward in a fraction of a second.Before Mia could squeeze the trigger, the operative’s finger twitched. A blinding flash of muzzle fire tore through the dim air, the subsonic slug splintering the heavy
Chapter 151: Holding the Lower Level
"Two minutes?" James's voice dropped an octave, cutting through the steam hiss with razor-sharp precision. "Move! Everyone to the lower secondary corridor right now!""The main lift is dead, James!" Mia yelled, already pivoting toward the heavy iron-reinforced bulkhead at the back of the workshop. "The automated locks are fried from the power surge!""Then we take the utility stairs," James ordered, hauling a disoriented volunteer to his feet by the collar of his grease-stained jumpsuit. "Ethan, clear that jammed hatch! Use your shoulder if you have to!""My shoulder's missing half its servo-fluid, boss, but watch this!" Ethan roared, slamming his massive, heavily armored frame directly into the rusted steel hatch.The metal shrieked in protest, rivets popping like firecrackers before the door blew inward with a deafening crash, showering the damp concrete with sparks and shards of oxidized iron."Go, go,
Chapter 150: The Ambush at the Vent
"They’re blowing the secondary intake," Mia said, her voice dropping an octave as she swung her kinetic converter toward the heavy overhead grates lining the workshop ceiling. "They aren't coming through the doors anymore. They're dropping right onto the catwalks.""Let them drop," James said, his eyes locked on the ceiling grid where a shower of loose rust and soot rained down onto the concrete floor. "Mia, take the upper rail. Ethan, hold the lower corridor. Do not let them fan out."A sharp, metallic shriek echoed from the ventilation shaft as heavy boots slammed against the thin sheet-metal ductwork overhead.Mia didn't hesitate. She stepped into the open space, raised her rifle with cold, mechanical precision, and squeezed the trigger. A kinetic round tore through the rusted sheet metal with a deafening crack, followed immediately by a muffled cry and the heavy thud of a falling body."First one’s do
Chapter 149: First Blood in the Alleys
"The signal loop is holding, but they're not listening to the ghost broadcast anymore," Noah choked out, his hand flying across the keyboard while a fresh line of crimson smeared across his upper lip. "They just switched to hardline optical clicks. They're dropping acoustic markers down every drainage pipe within three blocks of the southern wall.""Miller," James barked into his comms, not waiting for Noah to finish. "They’re in the sub-drains. Southern approach. Move.""Already on it, boss," Miller’s raspy voice crackled back, accompanied by the sharp, metallic scrape of an iron grate sliding across stone. "Me and the boys have a nice little welcoming committee waiting right where the sewage main meets the old steam tunnel."A sudden, hollow clack-hiss echoed from the dark mouth of the alleyway outside the foundry’s southern maintenance hatch.Miller’s trip-flares erupted.<
Chapter 148: The Ghost in the Subnet
"The signal loop is holding, but they're not listening to the ghost broadcast anymore," Noah choked out, his fingers hammering the mechanical keys with frantic, trembling precision while a fresh line of crimson smeared across his upper lip. "They just switched to hardline optical clicks. They're dropping acoustic markers down every drainage pipe within three blocks of the southern wall."James didn't slow his stride, his boots crashing against the grated iron floor of the command gallery as he leaned over Noah’s shoulder. "Can you spoof the acoustic return? Make them think the pipes lead to a dead-end drop?""I tried," Noah hissed, his eyes bloodshot and wide behind his cracked goggles as he wiped his nose with a soot-stained sleeve. "Their encryption isn't software-based. It’s physical jumpers on a tactical relay. They’re using directional sonar pings—point-to-point pulses that bounce off the brickwork. If I injec
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