This... is Captain Bishop... Her voice cuts through faint static. low, precise, worn Alpha squad’s gone... A sharp breath Extraction’s a failure... The line stutters, then steadies You're the only signal I’ve got... Breath... static buzz... then sharper If you can move, follow the coordinates... Her voice lowers, resolute No backup, No second chance.... Just you... Static pulses like a heartbeat and me...
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