Chapter 28
Author: God Of War
last update2025-10-25 08:34:11

The Phantom Division reassembled beneath the city in a labyrinth of cold concrete and humming generators, a dozen nationalities and past lives braided into one clandestine mission—medics who had sewn torn arteries with fingers that had once been children’s, soldiers who had left uniforms for humanitarian causes, engineers who could melt a firewall with the same care they once used to fix a ventilator; they gathered in a space scrubbed of names and flags, each face carrying the small, private scars that make quiet conspiracies possible, and Charlie watched them return like a commander watching the tide come in—intent, inevitable, and necessary—then he briefed them in a voice that never rose above the hum of machines, “We go in soft and fast: disable Prometheus’s core, remove the model weights, preserve the data for audit, and hand the capability back to the public, not to profiteers,” he said, mapping nodes across three continents with a fingertip on the holoscreen while Haejin traced
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