The plane descended through thick clouds, the sss rainforest spreading beneath them like an endless green ocean.
Ethan stared out the window, his mind churning. Three facilities. Three strongholds of Helena's final plan. The first was somewhere below, hidden in the heart of the jungle. Alexander had provided the coordinates, but little else. The facility was designed to be invisible, its defenses automated and lethal.
"We're approaching the drop zone," the pilot announced. "You'll need to parachute in. The jungle is too dense for a landing."
Ethan stood, checking his gear. Kate was beside him, her face pale but determined. Mark was already at the door, his eyes scanning the terrain below.
"Ready?" Mark asked.
Ethan nodded. "Let's go."
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The descent was chaotic.
Ethan's parachute
