Fixing 035?

Ryan's instincts were on point. Barely half an hour after the explosion, orders hit the Special Forces with urgency: "Secure the area. Eliminate all threats."

Simple words, but everyone knew that if Special Forces were being called in, the higher-ups were seriously worried. When the team got the details, an icy dread settled over them.

Whoever blew up the High-Confidential Room wasn't just bold—they were lethal. Word was, they hadn't even found a full body among the patrol guards who had chased the attacker down into the sewers.

The scene left little doubt: this enemy didn't play games.