Thirty minutes later.
"Five minutes to Bayshore Residential Resort 1," the pilot said over the intercom.
Ryan stepped closer to the cockpit doorway and looked ahead.
The skyline of Metro Manila was now fully visible in the distance.
Clusters of high-rise buildings stood against the fading light while smoke drifted slowly from several parts of the city.
The Chinook continued flying low.
The Apache remained ahead, slightly higher, scanning the route.
Ryan keyed his radio.
"Bayshore team, this is Leader. Five minutes out."
A second passed.
Then Mason answered.
"Copy that, Leader. We hear you."
The feed from Mason's helmet camera appeared on the command center screen.
Adrian watched as Mason turned his head toward the rooftop edge.
The wind was picking up.
Below them, the streets were starting to fill.
More infected were gathering near the entrances of the building.
Mason stepped back from the ledge.
