he next twenty hours passed brutally fast inside Basa Air Base.
The moment the briefing ended, the entire installation shifted into full operational tempo again.
Floodlights illuminated nearly every active sector across the base while military trucks, forklifts, fuel tankers, and armed patrol vehicles moved nonstop through the roads between hangars.
Unlike earlier defensive operations against zombie hordes, this mission felt different.
Smaller.
More precise.
And somehow far more dangerous.
Because for the first time in months, Adrian and his men were not preparing to defend territory.
They were preparing to enter enemy territory.
A dead one.
Inside Hangar Three, the selected special operations team gathered around rows of equipment tables while armorers distributed mission-specific gear.
Radiation-resistant combat suits.
Sealed respirator systems.
Anti-radiation medication injectors.
Night vision devices.
Thermal optics.
Portable radiation detectors.
