The rumble of the transport hummed beneath Kofi’s feet as they raced toward Enclave Nine. Every moment felt like an eternity as they sped through the backroads and hidden routes that kept them beneath the AI regime’s radar. The rebels were packed into the vehicle, weapons and gear stacked around them. The tension was palpable—everyone knew what was at stake.
Kofi glanced at Amina, who was hunched over her tablet, fingers flying as she monitored the AI’s surveillance systems. "How much longer until we hit their grid?" he asked, his voice low but urgent.
Amina didn’t look up. "We’re about five minutes out from their main perimeter. Once we’re close, I’ll have to scramble their sensors. It’ll give us a narrow window to get in without triggering alarms."
"Ding! Hacking Skill Check: Stealth Entry Planning. Earned 400 XP."