The underground command center of the Apex Tower hummed with the electric tension of a loaded weapon ready to fire. The massive holographic screens wrapping around the room displayed not tactical maps of physical battlefields, but the intricate, glowing webs of global media servers, news aggregators, and social media algorithms.
Ares Valerius stood at the center of the room, his hands resting on the edge of the glass console. He watched the digital globe spin, his eyes reflecting the blue light of impending chaos.
"Are the packets prepped, Lieutenant?" Ares asked, his voice low and vibrating with a dangerous anticipation.
"Prepped, encrypted, and ready to scatter to the wind, Commander," Saphira replied, her fingers hovering over the execution keys on her laptop. "I have divided the Pro
