The Council's Counterstrike

In the dimly lit command center of the rebel hideout, Femi sat hunched over his screens, eyes darting between streams of data and flashing alerts. The hum of computers filled the air, punctuated by the occasional beep of incoming information. He had been monitoring the Council's communications for weeks, looking for any sign of impending action. Suddenly, a pattern emerged—unusual activity in the Council's secure channels, hints of coordinated movements.

“Something’s not right,” Femi muttered to himself, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he delved deeper into the encrypted messages. His pulse quickened as he pieced together the puzzle. It was clear now: the Council was planning a counterstrike, targeting key rebel positions and resources in a series of surprise attacks.