Chapter 59 - Checkmate
Krovos's smile was cruel, his eyes gleaming with the triumph of a man who believed he had won the war. He gestured with his free hand toward Elena, who had frozen mid-keystroke at the master terminal.
"Turn around, my dear," Krovos sneered at Elena. "Finish the transfer. Input the master encryption key into my terminal, and perhaps I'll let your little American commander die quickly."
Elena slowly turned away from the console, her hands trembling slightly as she reached toward the keyboard. But instead of typing into Krovos's designated relay, her fingers hovered deliberately over a large, crimson execution button labeled EMERGENCY SYSTEM FLUSH.
"Don't do it!" Krovos roared, shifting his pistol slightly toward Elena.
In that fraction of a second—while Krovos's attention diverted toward the terminal—I dropped low, sweeping my leg in a brutal, hard arc that caught the general behind the knee. Krovos stumbled, his weapon discharging wildly into the concrete ceiling as he crashed heavily to the floor.
Before he could recover, I was on top of him, driving a series of fast, punishing strikes into his chest and jaw until his eyes rolled back and he slumped unconscious against the floor.
"Elena! Now!" I yelled.
Elena slammed her fist down onto the red execution button.
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The entire subterranean bunker gave a violent shudder. Across the room, the primary data terminals flared brilliantly before going pitch black as a massive electromagnetic surge neutralized every digital interface in the room.
Above us, the muffled sounds of gunfire and shouting abruptly cut out. The strike team's communication gear, weapons optics, and tactical lights fried instantly in the controlled EMP pulse.
