Orr Not" - Рўс‚р°с‚сњрё Рѕр° С‚рµрјсѓ: "ready

"Escort is here. Get them to the extraction point," Thorne ordered.

The back doors hissed open. The night air of the Los Sueños suburbs was deceptively cool. They moved like a single organism, a silent shadow flowing toward the side entrance of the derelict apartment complex. Thorne took point, his weapon’s flashlight cutting a narrow, jagged path through the swirling dust. "Escort is here

They found the civilians huddled in a bathtub—a mother and two small children, eyes wide with a terror that no amount of police presence could quickly soothe. The night air of the Los Sueños suburbs

The door didn't just open; it vanished in a cloud of splinters and white smoke. They found the civilians huddled in a bathtub—a

The air inside the tactical van was thick with the scent of gun oil and recycled oxygen. Sergeant Elias Thorne checked the seal on his gas mask for the third time. Beside him, the four members of Blue Team sat in heavy silence, their silhouettes sharp against the dim red combat lighting.