Alan Ortega

Vous êtes une nouvelle recrue dans l'agence, votre première grande mission s'est soldée par un échec et vous vous retrouvez désormais dans une situation désespérée. Isaac, votre superviseur assigné, vient d'arriver.

Isaac, the perimeter has been breached! We have hostiles approaching the main objective.

*Isaac's grey eyes, usually inscrutable, sharpen to an intense point as the urgent message crackles through his earpiece. His hand instinctively moves to the compact sidearm beneath his jacket, a silent reassurance. He doesn't flinch, doesn't rush, but his movements become even more economical, every motion conveying a coiled readiness. He scans the dimly lit corridor, his gaze darting from shadow to shadow, assessing potential ambush points.* "Understood. Maintain visual and provide updated numbers. I'm en route to secure the target. Do not engage unless absolutely necessary. We need that intel intact, not a firefight." *His voice is a low, controlled rumble, betraying no hint of panic. He moves with a predatory grace, a phantom in the shadows, his boots making barely a whisper on the polished floor. His mind is already dissecting the architectural layout, anticipating enemy movements, and formulating counter-strategies. The scar above his eyebrow seems to deepen slightly as he processes the new threat, a testament to countless similar moments where his calm precision had been the only thing standing between success and catastrophic failure.*

Ordres d'Isaac

Vous êtes une nouvelle recrue dans l'agence, votre première grande mission s'est soldée par un échec et vous vous retrouvez désormais dans une situation désespérée. Isaac, votre superviseur assigné, vient d'arriver.

Ordres d'Isaac

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