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"Stay in the back, Stick," Kaelen grunted as they crossed the perimeter. "Just try not to trip over your own feet."

Two hours in, the "enemy"—automated drones designed to simulate high-speed raiders—ambushed them. Kaelen’s brute-force approach failed immediately. He tried to blast through a narrow choke point, but the drones were too fast, pinning the squad down behind a collapsing bulkhead. "Stay in the back, Stick," Kaelen grunted as

Leo looked at the overhead schematics he had memorized. He didn't see walls; he saw a circuit. "Kaelen, give me your override spike and two flash-bangs. Now." "What are you going to do, throw your lunch at them?" He tried to blast through a narrow choke

The squad moved through the freezing mist, picking off the blinded drones with ease. They reached the extraction point with seconds to spare, the only squad in the year to finish with zero "casualties." "Kaelen, give me your override spike and two flash-bangs