Chapter 35
Matthew POV The mission tempo had become relentless, a grinding cycle of "sanitize and reset" that left us little time to breathe between deployments. My squad was being sent out constantly now, the high-command at Fort Bliss treating us like a precision blade they couldn't stop sharpening. We had the highest execution count in the entire sector, a statistic that Marshall and the "processed" officers touted with a sickening pride. I held the number one spot for confirmed kills, a title that felt like a lead weight in my gut, but it was Theo’s position—closing in fast behind me—that truly kept me awake at night. Every time we left the field, and every time the "Red" signatures on our scopes vanished under our fire, I watched Theo slip further away. The boy who used to look at me for rea
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