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Chapter one hundred and thirty eight
Author: Danny Ink
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The aftermath of their latest strike left the safehouse buzzing with a mixture of victory and nervous anticipation. Jake sat at the table, a map spread out before him, his fingers tracing the routes they had taken through the city.

Lina was the first to break the silence. She was leaning against the wall, arms folded, her face lit by the soft glow of a single overhead light. “The city’s waiting for us to make the next move,” she said, her tone low, calculating. “We’ve hit them hard, but they’re still alive. And the longer we wait, the harder it will be to finish this.”

Jake nodded, his gaze fixed on the map in front of him. “I know. But this time, we have to be careful. They’re on high alert. We need to hit them where it hurts the most.”

Reeva, who had been pacing the room, turned and spoke up, her voice laced with anticipation. “You’re talking about the supply lines again, right? Or maybe their backup leadership?”

Jake’s eyes flickered to her. “Exactly. If we take out their infrastr
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