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... ely a hundred meters from Fort Delta’s east wall. The hatches hissed open, and five figures in matte-gray training armor burst out, already sprinting. Two more pods landed simultaneously on the north and west flanks.
"Contact! East wall!" shouted a Blue Team defender, João, his voice calm despite the incoming assault. "Three hostiles, 100 meters, closing! Holding fire!" His optical sensors in his helmet highlighted the charging figures.
Inside Fort Delta, Miguel, leading a Blue T ...
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