The sound cuts the steel layer and bunker concrete, not just sound, but a groan that is deep and full of threats.
A voice that has never been heard since Sanctuary was first turned on. It is a full -delayed Sentinel protocol siren, but a digital burial song, the last call to survive.
The low and authoritative buffer echoes in every corner, penetrates the bones and piercing the soul. Followed by a throbbing red warning lights along the corridor ceiling such as a giant heartbeat that is dying, painting the world of Luky with blood color and real danger.
With adrenaline that triggered every muscle fiber, Luky darted towards the command center like a bullet fired from the rifle. His mind spinning much faster than his steps that rise on the metal floor, each step is a calculation, a preparation for the battle to come.
They have won the intelligence lottery, a gift that fell from the damned sky. Every second spent the spy in their supervision is a blessing as well as a time bomb.
Their tickets to safety have an inevitable expiration date, and at that time it was almost gone.
The sliding door of the command center opens with a loud hissing, as if the hinges also feel the deadly urgency.
The view that welcomed him was no longer a calm and focused control center, but a digital beehive that was hysterical. The previous voice in the form of a measured whisper is now rumbling with coordinated screams, the clamping keyboard clamps such as rainstorms, and the commands delivered in a flat tone that are actually increasingly thrilling because of the absence of emotions in it a sign that their war machine operates at the highest efficiency.
Large screen that usually exhibits the peace of the status of bunker or a peaceful world map has now changed completely. They are filled with green code cascade that falls like rain, complicated and throbbing tissue diagrams like exposed nervous system, and in the middle, an inevitable large time counters, their red numbers lit up like hell: 23:58:12.
Ariawan was in the middle of the vortex of this storm, his face was illuminated by a pale blue light from his tablet, making the shadows on his face look sharp and authoritative. He shouted orders, his voice hoarse but clear, before his eyes caught Luky's presence. He immediately approached, his steps were fast and certain, like a soldier who reported to his general on the battlefield.
"The Sentinel protocol is running full, boss," Ariawan reported, without further ado, every word was weighed and important. "All servers connected to public internet have been forcibly cut off. We are now fully operational on the personal satellite network of quantum-encrypted ribbons.
Our ghost path, cannot be traced. The main cyber and reserve team has been fully mobilized and is in a standby position. The counterattack has been compiled and ready to be launched. "
"The target and weapons?" Luky asked, his eyes not once left the counters that continued to shrink, trapping time like a game. His voice is calm, but contains undeniable strength.
"We focus on the three main targets: the core server of the consortium communication that we identified through Haas data. Berlin, Singapore, and Atlanta. They are central nodes, the brains of all their operational coordination. Our weapons are the 'gray noise' package. A multi-phase virus designed for a maximum of disruptive.
Phase One: flood their server with requests for waste data on an unseen scale, slowing their system to creep, making every command becomes a buffer torture.
Phase two: Installing the stealth keylogger and spy software in the infected terminal, converting their defense system into our eyes and ears. "
Ariawan took a short breath, staring at Luky directly.
"Phase three and the most crucial: Package Disinformation."
"Explain," Luky insisted, his voice was low but full of authority, encouraging Ariawan to continue.
"We use credentials and access codes 'VH-07-DC' Haas to infiltrate their networks, disguised as him. We have compiled a series of highest priority commands stating that 'root destruction' is postponed without a time limit due to 'unexpected operational security issues'.
The goal is not to stop it forever, boss. The aim is to plant doubt seeds, create storms of confusion and internal suspicion. And most importantly, it will buy us valuable time. "
"The risk is very large," Luky murmured, his mind analyzed every possibility, every gap, every possibility of failure. "If they realize it is fake in a matter of minutes ..."
"They will realize it, boss," Ariawan said honestly, without trying to cover up the reality. "But this is not about the perfect trick. This is about the war of perception. This is about creating a hard enough noise so that their original signal is hidden.
While they are busy arguing in their secret teleconference channels, questioning the integrity of each other, and while the IT system they struggle to breathe against our attacks, we will hit harder.
The second team is in a position, preparing a direct attack directly to their financial infrastructure, using location data and assets of the board members that we just got as bait. "
Luky nodded, his mind had jumped ten steps forward, designing the next counterattack before the first even began. "Good. Do it.
I want every data byte they have to turn into bullets and be used to destroy them. "He turned and walked to his main console, a circular station filled with many touch screens that emit data.
"The system," he thought, sank his awareness into his smooth neural interface. A transparent status window appears in its vision.
Ting!
[Sentinel Protocol: 89% Completed.]
[External Network: Disconnected. Full isolation.]
['Mercury' personal satellite network: active and stable. Quantum encryption is confirmed.]
[Cyber Offensive/Defensive Shield: Online. Active Genesis Firewall.]
[Main Cyber Team: Ready Status.]
[Number of Personnel: 78]
[Package of 'gray noise' attack: published and ready.
[TARGET LOCKED: Server Berlin (Primary), Singapore (Secondary), Atlanta (Tertiary).
[Waiting for the final launch order.]
[Bunker security status:]
[Outer perimeter: Safe. No violations are detected.]
[Internal security: Safe. All active examination points. Biometric scanning runs.]
[Family shelter: Safe. The supervisory team reported there was no threat, all residents were calm.]
[Women: All status is safe and stable. The location is confirmed in the safe zone.]
Luky took a deep breath, feeling a slightly lifted burden. His family is safe. For now. His fortress has locked himself, into an irrelevant grave. Now, it's time to release the hunters from the cage.
"Listen, everyone!" Luky shouted, his voice suddenly blared over the coordinated commotion, cutting every conversation and pulled each view at him. All activities stopped for a moment, all eyes were on him.
"Consortium! They think they are a god who can destroy us by pressing a button! They think we are a scared mouse, hiding in our dark hole, waiting to be poisoned or flooded! They are wrong!"
He clenched his fist, lifting him high. The energy in the room peaked, visible and felt like static electricity in the air.
"We are not mice! We are the poisonous snakes they have trampled, and now we will reply! They want a digital war? We will give it until they sink in it! They want intelligence games? We have just arrested their mainstay players and steal their entire manual!
Every minute they spend to ask questions, every second they throw away to clean up the chaos we make, is a small victory for us! We won't just survive today! We will attack back in a way they have never imagined! We will destroy them from the inside to the remaining dust! Launch the attack now! "
The cheers that echoed were not the cheers of victory, but the screams of war full of anger and determination. It was immediately followed by an explosion of more intense and focused activities. Ariawan nodded firmly to his operators, his eyes sparkled with a long -held battle fire.
"Confirm the launch! Run 'gray noise'! Spread the package of disinformation! Now!" Ariawan shouted, his voice contains vibrations that are rarely heard, a mixture of joy and tension.
On a large screen, three bright red lines lights up, each of them comes from the icon of their secret bunker. Like fiery arrows, they spread with astounding speeds crossing digital globe, splitting a sea of virtual data, and moving inevitably towards three points that blink in Europe and America.
A new backward count for attacks began to walk beside the main doomsday, a new race in the fight against time.
Ting!
[New mission: fail 'root destruction'.
[Purpose: Launch a successful pre-emptive cyber attack on the consortium communication server.]
[Expected mission gift: Full control over 60% of identified consortium liquid assets. Increasing the level of bunker security system to level 6. Complete intelligence regarding 5 other board members.]
Luky looked at the screen, his face was cold and carved from the stone, illuminated by a throbbing red light.
He is no longer a hunting hiding. He was a commander on his warship bridge, pointing the invisible fleet in a war against his mighty enemies. Time counters continue to beat, no mercy: 23:45:18.
The battle to just survive has ended. Now, this is a battle for dominance.
And the battle had just begun with an echo that would shake their world.