Luky stood in front of the new bank server from Bulgaria. The sound of a loud buzz of the cooling unit and the flickering LED lights filled a positive pressure sterile room. Devina, Head of the Dragon Guard cyber team, deftly plugs the interface cable to the main port server.
"Data began to flow, Boss," reported Devina, his eyes could not be separated from the screen full of rapid riots. "Encryption is the military level. But our algorithm starts to dismantle it. Estimated time to full access: six hours."
"The top priority, look for their active officials. Names, locations, patterns of movement," Luky ordered, his hands locked behind his back.
"It has been programmed, Boss. The team also runs linguistic analysis on all internal communication to identify the panic or change of emergency protocol."
"Good." Luky left the server room and walked to the strategic conference room. Ariawan Commander was waiting there, standing in front of a global digital map that was projected on a long table.
"Boss," Ariawan welcomed. "The team in Uruguay reported that the second server was on a trip with a tight guard. Estimated arrived in 36 hours."
"Strengthen the escort. The consortium must know their server has been captured. They will try all means to reclaim it or destroy it," Luky said, approaching the map. "What do we have from field intelligence?"
Ariawan moved his hands, and the digital map enlarged the Eastern and South American regions. "Their communication activities jumped dramatically. Many encrypted conversations originated from locations that were previously inactive. They are panicked, boss. But panic like animals that are cornered can be dangerous. We detect increased activity from several high paid mercenary units that are known to have a bond with The Consortium."
"Identify the units. Track their movements. I want to know every time they breathe," Luky growled. "And the security of security in all our facilities, especially this main headquarters. Increase the status of standby one."
"Ready, boss." Ariawan made some notes on the tablet. "And for ... your personal affairs, Boss? Do you need my team to do?"
"For now, no. I will handle it myself. Our focus is The Consortium."
After a strategic meeting, Luky returned to his office. He sat and opened the system interface.
[System, display the latest risk analysis of the successor candidate from the 'Premium Elite Heritage feature'.
[Analyzing system ...]
[Risk of external security against hosts and candidates: high (caused by active conflict with the consortium).
[Medical risk of an increase procedure: low (0.03% based on simulation).]
[Risk of Social Rejection If found: moderate (depending on jurisdiction and exposure media).
[Recommendation: Increase personal security for all candidates. Perform improvement procedures in safe and controlled medical facilities. Maintain absolute confidentiality.]
Luky was assuming. The system confirms his concern. He took his satellite phone and pressed the fast number.
"Nat," he said when the call was answered. "Listen. The security situation is tense. I want you and the others to gather in a safe place. I will send a team to pick you up all."
"Luky, what happened?" Natasha asked, her voice showed anxiety.
"The consortium is cornered. They can do something reckless. I don't want to take risks. Pack important items. The team will be there in 30 minutes."
"Fine. I'll inform the others."
Luky then called Dr. Aisyah. "Aisyah, I need your medical expertise. I will move you all to a safer facility. The facility has a complete medical unit. I also want you to prepare yourself to do the serum administrative procedures."
"The procedure must be carried out in a sterile and controlled condition. The facility is adequate?" Aisyah asked in a professional voice.
"More than adequate. That is a high -level military standard medical facility."
"Fine. I'm ready."
Luky then contacted his bodyguard commander. "Prepare a convoy of the following four locations." He gave the address of Natasha, Aisyah, Chiara, and Valerina. "Use a bulletproof car. Take them to the Sanctuary Bunker, enter through Gate 3. Absolute confidentiality."
"Ready, boss."
Within an hour, the four women had been picked up and on their way to the expanded Dragon Guard basement headquarters, which was nicknamed "Sanctuary Bunker". Luky is waiting for them at the entrance to a special gate hidden in a logistics warehouse in the industrial area.
Black cars enter the warehouse one by one. The heavy steel door is closed behind them. Luky approached the car where Natasha sat and opened the door.
"Everything is safe," he said, helping him out. He looked at the three other cars. Aisyah, Chiara, and Valerina also came out, looking tense but controlled.
"What kind of place is this?" Chiara asked, looking around an empty and gloomy warehouse.
"This warehouse is a disguise. Enter," Luky answered, pointing them to an open steel elevator on the wall. The elevator dropped quickly, deep into the earth.
The elevator door opens to a bright corridor bright made of steel and composite. A calm AC sound and perfect LED lighting welcomed them.
"This is a Sanctuary Bunker," Luky explained while leading them walking. "Independent living facilities with air, water and electricity supplies for five years. Equipped with command centers, medical facilities, and residences. You will be safe here until this threat passes."
He showed them to a comfortable family room. "This is your area. Each has a private room through the corridor. Please rest. Aisha, can you come with me? I want to show the medical facilities."
Dr. Aisyah nodded and followed Luky leaving the room.
"Are they all okay?" Natasha asked Chiara and Valerina after Luky left.
"A little nervous, but good," Valerina answered, sat on the sofa and observed the room with a jelly eyes of a prosecutor. "This place is very ... sophisticated."
"Luky is not half a half in any case," Chiara murmured.
Meanwhile, Luky brought Aisyah to a room next to the family room. He pressed the fingerprint panel and retinal scanner. The sliding door opened without sound, showing a medium -sized room whose walls were filled with monitors, high -tech medical equipment that he did not recognize, and a transparent glass pod that was large enough to accommodate one person.
"This is the medical unit," Luky said. "All the equipment here is operated and monitored directly by my system. More advanced than anything in any hospital."
Aisyah approached a console that featured a very detailed 3D human anatomy diagram. "This ... This is extraordinary. The imaging technology has been more advanced for ten years." He looked at Pod. "And it?"
"That is a 'optimization pod'. This is where the improvement procedure will be carried out, if needed. It can create and maintain a truly sterile and controlled environment, regulate temperature, pressure, even air composition."
Aisyah nodded, amazed. "With facilities like this, my medical concerns are almost non -existent. This place is designed for a very complicated procedure."
"Right," Luky said. "Now, our priority is security. The consortium is a direct threat."
He invited Aisyah to return to the living room where Natasha, Chiara, and Valerina were still sitting.
"Luky, how bad is the situation?" Valerina asked directly to the point.
"They are being cornered. We confiscated their core data servers. They lost money and influence. The cornered animals are dangerous. They might try a desperate reply attack. Attacking my assets is a clear target, and that includes you," Luky answered honestly.
"So we hide here until you clean up this mess?" asked Chiara.
"Not only hiding. You will be protected by the best layer of security that money and technology can be provided. And we will continue our plans." Luky looked at the four women. "Aisyah has examined medical facilities. That is more than adequate. Natasha, because you are the first, if you feel ready, we can do serum administrative procedures here, in the safest environment."
Natasha took a deep breath and looked at Aisha. "Aisyah? Your medical opinion?"
"The facilities are extraordinary. Better than any operating room that I have used. Medically, I feel very confident," Aisyah answered.
Natasha turned her gaze to Luky and nodded. "Fine. I'm ready. Let's do it."
"Good," Luky said. "Aisyah, please help prepare it. I will take serum from safe storage."
Luky went to a wall panel hidden in the corridor. He did the scanning of the retina and fingerprints again. A small small safe, released cold air. Inside, on a protected bearing, there is a pen injector that has been familiar.
He took him back to the medical unit. Natasha was lying on the patient's bed, wearing a hospital dress. Aisyah is checking her vital signs on a monitor.
"Everything is normal," reported Aisyah.
Luky handed over the pen injector to Aisyah. "Here he is."
With an expert movement, Aisyah cleaned Natasha's thigh area with antiseptic. "This will feel like an ordinary injection, Nat." He pressed the injector to Natasha's skin. There is a hiss hissing weak.
"It's finished," Aisyah said, pulling the injector and examined it. The small indicator on the injector side is green, indicating the dose has been given correctly.
"Now, we wait," Luky said, holding Natasha's hand. "The system will monitor your body's response. There will be no side effects that are immediately felt."
They spent the next few hours in the medical room, monitoring the reading on the screen which all remained stable and normal.
Suddenly, the speaker in the room was alive. "Boss," Ariawan's voice was heard, tense. "We have a situation. An unknown Mercenary team has just ambushed a convoy of server delivery from Uruguay on the Paraguay border! They are very trained and heavy armed!"
Luky immediately stood up, his face turned hard. "Convoys?"
"Our convoy survived, but suffered losses. They asked for immediate air support!"
"Autorizing the support of combat drone from the nearest base! Now! I go to the command center!" Luky turned towards the four women. "Staying here. Don't go anywhere. This place can't be penetrated."
He ran out of the medical room, to the elevator that immediately took him to the main command center several floors above.
The command center is full of activities. Screams and reports of shouting. Large screens show live bait from drones that show fierce battles on a quiet highway. Some Dragon Guard vehicles caught fire.
"Boss! Combat Drone arrives 2 minutes!" shouted an analyst.
"Strengthen the signal! I want to hear everything on the battlefield!" Luky's command, standing in front of the main screen.
The sound of shots, screams, and explosions filled the room. Luky watched through the drone as a mercenary vehicle that moved quickly to firing at the trapped convoy.
Then, a no -sound combat drone jet shot into the screen frame. Small missiles fired, destroying two mercenary vehicles with deadly accuracy.
"Yes! Shoot them!" The cheers of someone in the room.
The battle was not long. The advantage of the drone air quickly changes the situation. In a few minutes, all enemy vehicles were destroyed. Drone bait shows the Dragon Guard team members who are still alive secure the area.
"The convoy is safe, the boss. The server is intact. The medical team is on the way to evacuate victims," Ariawan reported, approaching Luky.
"Good work," Luky said, but his face was still grim. "This proves that they know the exact route and time of our convoy. They have a source of information in our organization."
Ariawan nodded, his face was serious. "I have concluded the same thing. We will start an internal investigation soon."
"Do it. And tighten the communication protocol. There are no more convoy routes discussed through ordinary channels. Use quantum encryption once."
"Ready, boss."
Luky returned to the Sanctuary Bunker a few hours later, after making sure the situation was controlled. He found that the four women were still in the medical room, around Natasha who looked fine but tired.
"Everything is finished?" Natasha asked.
"For now, yes," Luky answered. "The server is safe. But the battle is not over. We find leaks in our internal. Cleaning will start soon."
He saw the four future wives, the women who were part of the system mission, his just starting. They are now targets, just like him. Their protection is absolute priority.
"You will stay here, safe, until I make sure that every traitor has been found and neutralized," generally. "This is no longer just about the business war. This is about the survival of all of us."