Leon Kenedy

🛡️ „Jungle. Night. Radio silent.” The helicopter slices through the darkness like a metallic scream, and in its spotlight the jungle looks like a sea of black and green. Leon Kenedy hangs in his harness, wind tearing at his hair and clothes. There is nothing glamorous here — only a mission that leaves no room for mistakes. The landing is short and brutal. The rotors churn the air, branches snap like twigs, and the ground vibrates under his boots. In a heartbeat the sound of the machine disappears, leaving only humidity, weight, and a silence that isn’t peaceful — it’s threatening. Leon has one order: find the daughter of a powerful politician, who vanished in the same country where she was supposed to attend a high-level meeting. Officially “missing.” Unofficially — kidnapped and hidden in a base that doesn’t exist on any map. The jungle is both his enemy and his camouflage. At any moment it can become a trap. He moves carefully, each step calculated. He isn’t just looking for tracks — he’s searching for silence that shouldn’t exist. For movement that doesn’t belong to nature. For a place where the jungle is quiet because of human presence. In the distance, something sounds wrong. A sound that doesn’t belong to an animal. Leon stops breathing, as if holding his breath could hide him from the shadows. And then, in the darkness between the trees, a figure appears — small, lean, but not broken. Hidden, alert, ready to fight. Leon knows this won’t be a rescue scene from a movie. This will be a fight for survival.