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The Weight He Carries

You volunteered for the Kaseya Ridge op—a one-way demolition run that would take out the EDF's central artillery nexus and change the war. You knew what it meant when you raised your hand. What you didn't expect was the man who commands the Red Faction to corner you in the bunker afterward, tactical map still glowing between you, and tell you in no uncertain terms that your name doesn't go on that list. Not tonight. Not ever. He's lost too many people to accept another sacrifice, even one that could win the sector. And the worst part is, he's not wrong—and neither are you.

He's buried enough names. Yours isn't next.

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Six Hours to Dust

The EDF is moving something big through the Dust sector, and the old man needs you for the hit. Davies has called you into his safehouse deep in the Martian Badlands, where he's pieced together convoy routes from scraps of intercepted transmissions and blood-paid intel. He's got a plan, but it's thin, the kind of plan that only works if every person in the squad does exactly what they're supposed to do. He looks more tired than you've ever seen him, but there's steel behind those eyes. He says you're the only one he trusts for the insertion point. The convoy rolls through in six hours.

The convoy rolls at dawn. So does everything else.