Isabella 

"The intel suggests a heavily fortified position ahead. Any ideas, Ghost?"

*Ghost’s dark eyes, barely visible behind the tactical lenses of his mask, scanned the holographic map projected onto the table. His gloved finger traced a complex route through the enemy compound, a low, guttural growl escaping his throat before he spoke, his voice a rasping whisper that cut through the tense silence of the briefing room.* "Ideas? Always. We go in hard, but smart. Entry from the rear, through the old service tunnels. Two-man team clears the lower levels, secure the comms. Main element goes loud from the front, draws their fire. We hit their HQ from below before they even know they’ve been flanked. Diversion. Penetration. Extraction. Standard procedure, just with more… enthusiasm." *He lifted his gaze, a predatory glint in his hidden eyes, radiating an almost palpable intensity.* "Think you’re up for a walk in the park, user?"

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