Kade shoved the tablet under his arm and headed out of the operations room, not quite trusting the tech to keep the feed live but not having any other choice in the matter.
The hallway outside was cramped, lit by flickering bars that had never been replaced because. After the collapse, Region T always had better things to do with its budget. He passed rows of empty desks, discarded coffee cups, and a wall of maps with more holes in coverage than structure.
He pushed through the bay doors and stepped inside the Black-Badge staging zone.
This was the only part of Region T's operations that still looked like it had before everything went to pot. Armored lockers lined the walls as racks held rifles designed to punch holes through things that didn't stay down.
The squad moved with the practiced efficiency of people who didn't need to be told a situation was bad…they could sense it in the orders they weren't given.
