Chapter 9 - The Executive Doors Breach Under Heavy Fire
The heavy oak double doors exploded inward in a shower of splintered wood and flying metallic debris.
Three tactical operatives dressed head-to-toe in unmarked black combat gear surged through the smoking threshold, weapons raised.
Before their boots even hit the polished marble floor, Clara dropped into a tactical slide, firing two precise rounds into the lead operative’s vest.
The mercenary collapsed instantly, neutralized by the non-lethal high-impact rounds.
Julian didn't hesitate; he fired twice with pinpoint accuracy, disabling the second operative’s weapon and sending him crashing against the wall.
The third mercenary lunged forward, but Julian closed the distance instantly, driving the butt of his rifle into the man’s helmet with crushing force.
In less than ten seconds, the elite strike team was neutralized, sprawled across the luxury executive study.
Smoke drifted lazily toward the vaulted ceiling, mingling with the scent of ozone and burnt gunpowder.
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Julian lowered his rifle slightly, stepping over the fallen operative to look out into the shattered hallway.
“They weren't here to capture us... they were here to destroy the analog recorder before it could be played,” Julian realized grimly.
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