Chapter 36
Chapter 36: The Ambush
"Welcome back to the game."
The voice echoed through a PA system in the ceiling. It was metallic, distorted.
"You thought the Syndicate was just a board of directors? We were an ideology. And ideologies don't die with a bullet."
Red emergency lights flared to life. From the shadows of the server racks, three men stepped out. They were heavily armed, moving with military precision. It was a trap. They had triggered Node 04 specifically to draw out whoever was running Vanguard.
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I drew the steel pistol my father had given me. "Let's see if you bleed like an ideology," I muttered.
The room erupted into chaos.
