The first breach wasn’t a tunnel. It was the entire southern wall. A massive, chitin-plated Thing —bigger than any Tanker I’d ever seen—punched through the ferrocrete like tissue paper. Behind it? A tide of Warriors. Not the dumb, shrieking kind. These moved with purpose. They flanked. They targeted the turrets first.
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