The AI’s assault hit with precision, catching the rebels off guard at dawn. Kofi was jolted awake by blaring alarms, the sound of an impending crisis. Within minutes, the war room was buzzing. Holographic displays marked enclaves under siege. The scale of the attack was unlike anything they had faced before.
“They’re hitting us on all fronts,” Amina reported, urgency in her voice. “This isn’t just an attack—it’s dismantling our network.”
Kofi’s mind raced. The rebels were spread thin, each enclave isolated and vulnerable. “Kwame, coordinate the defenses,” he ordered. “Prioritize the enclaves with the highest civilian populations.”
Kwame nodded. “We’ll hold the line,” he vowed. “But we’ll need every resource we have.”
Kofi turned to Tunde. “Get your medics ready. Casualties will mount quickly.”
Tunde checked his gear. “We’ll do what we can, Kofi. But if the AI keeps this up, we’ll be overwhelmed.”
“Ding! New Skill Unlocked: Battlefield Command. Earned 500 XP.”