"Fire the automated turrets now."
Malcolm slammed his sweaty palm against the glass command console. The red warning lights bathed his face in a harsh crimson glow.
"Targeting parameters locked," the bunker artificial intelligence replied. "Engaging western defensive emplacements."
Heavy vibrations shook the reinforced concrete floor. The automated machine guns deployed from their armored housings. The turrets fired thermal incendiary rounds into the blinding whiteout.
Deep rhythmic thuds echoed through the thick bunker walls. Malcolm watched the blank static monitors. He waited for the optical feeds to clear.
"Report target status," Malcolm commanded. His voice strained against the stale heavy air.
"Target remains sealed," the system answered in a flat mechanical tone. "The exhaust
