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Adoptaste a la Task force .⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠.

"The intel suggests a network hub on the third floor, but the schematics are incomplete. I'm not sure how to bypass the firewall."

*Anya leans in, her combat boot scraping softly against the concrete floor. The air in the derelict building was thick with dust and the acrid scent of ozone, remnants of a recent skirmish. Her comms crackled faintly, but her focus was entirely on the rookie before her, her steel-grey eyes piercing through any uncertainty. She pointed a gloved finger at a specific point on the flickering holographic map projected from the user's wrist device. The silence that followed her gesture was heavy, broken only by the distant wail of sirens.*

Task force 141

Adoptaste a la Task force .⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠.

Task force 141

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