Chapter 369
Author: Youngblood
last update2026-02-09 21:16:09

The O’Connor-CSSA team moved through the labyrinthine concrete corridors of The Aerie like ghosts. The facility's own security, lulled by the howling blizzard outside, was methodically neutralized by Voss, who moved with chilling efficiency.

The only sounds were the muffled tread of boots and the occasional hiss of a suppressed round.

Following the steady pulse of the tracer, they descended into the facility’s sterile underbelly until they finally reached a reinforced door marked with a simple
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