The Underground Offensive
The night was thick with tension as Ada crouched behind a rusted shipping container, her breath steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins. The quiet hum of Lagos in the distance contrasted sharply with the cold silence of the Council’s supply depot. This operation had to be flawless—one mistake, and the rebellion would lose more than just supplies.
She glanced at her team, their faces obscured by the darkness, but their resolve clear in the tight set of their jaws. Ada tapped her comms, her voice a soft whisper. "Positions ready?"
A series of hushed affirmatives crackled back. Ada took one last look at the towering stacks of crates that held vital resources for the Council’s forces—food, medical supplies, and tech components. Cutting off this supply line would cripple the Council’s logistics, forcing them to react defensively.