“We’re hitting the Aegis refinery at 0400,” London grumbled, his voice like gravel. “No mistakes. This isn’t a training sim.”
“I never miss,” Faruk replied, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. OF - Lawrence London, Halif Faruk, Roman Mercur...
“And back,” London replied, slamming a fresh power cell into his rifle. “We’re hitting the Aegis refinery at 0400,” London
London straightened, his gaze sweeping over his team. “Faruk, get us in. Mercur, you’re the ghost—neutralize the internal sensors. I’ll handle the heavy lifting.” ” London grumbled