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Dr. Patel took a deep breath. "I can disable them. Give me a minute."
Dr. Patel nodded, her goggles perched on her forehead. "I've studied their designs. Those exoskeletons are not to be underestimated. They can withstand significant firepower, and their thermal imaging capabilities are far beyond anything we've seen." TOM.CLANCYS.GHOST.RECON.WILDLANDS-STEAMPUNKS
El Diablo's face turned beet red with rage. "Traitors!" he bellowed. Give me a minute
There was a hissing sound, followed by a groan of metal under stress, and then, silence. The exoskeletons collapsed, inert. Those exoskeletons are not to be underestimated
"Alright, listen up," Hawk whispered into his comms device. "Intel places the cartel's leader, El Diablo, in Santa Clara. He's rumored to be testing the new exoskeletons. Our job is to gather intel, sabotage their operations, and get out without being detected."
Their mission was to infiltrate a cartel-controlled town, Santa Clara, deep in the heart of Bolivia. Intel suggested that a rogue cartel, aided by a reclusive and eccentric scientist, Dr. Helena Anders, had been developing steam-powered exoskeletons and airships. These weren't your average, run-of-the-mill contraptions; they were infused with cutting-edge tech, making them potentially game-changers in the wrong hands.
The plan was to infiltrate during a scheduled steam-powered airship demonstration. Dr. Patel had hacked into the event's schedule, and they knew exactly where to blend in.