The clock struck midnight as the engines of four armored SUVs roared softly through the mist-covered streets of the abandoned district. The team inside knew the air felt off—thick, damp, and carrying the faint scent of decay. The mission briefing had been precise, yet cryptic: “Investigate and neutralize. No witnesses. No mistakes.”
Leading the operation was Commander Rook, the hardened leader of Black Talon Operatives (BTO), a private military group hired for the dirtiest, most dangerous jobs. Dressed in tactical black gear, his eyes scanned every shadow. “This place reeks of trouble,” he muttered, gripping his rifle.