They Are Going to What Now?

2139 hours

Inside the Compound – Bataan

Phillip moved like a blade through smoke.

His rifle swept left, then right—each pull of the trigger dropping another infected. Suppressed shots cracked through the night, followed by the dull thumps of bodies hitting tile, pavement, and earth. The Shadow Team had spread into a textbook triangle formation, securing corridors and clearing room by room with ruthless efficiency.

"Shadow 2, status?" Phillip asked through comms.

"North corridor clear. One survivor found hiding under a collapsed wall—administrative staff. Escorting her to LZ now."

"Shadow 3?"

"West sector. Found two lieutenants in the garage office. One's wounded, the other's mobile. Dispatching infected nearby, but we've got hostiles trying to flank around the wreckage."

"Do not let them overrun the garage. It's the only exit route we have left if the main gate collapses."

"Copy."