Sentinel Alpha and Bravo cross-over with Atlas Corporation to stop the Terran/KVA invasion happening in the Atlas Detroit Camp. Will they defend the camp or leave the camp to rot?
Episode 8 of the Revelations series
The "Revelations" Series is a Res...
It was as close as we've ever been... Months on Terran's trail, now the KVA is involved. We're on their number one. The doctor was the key to literally everything.
"So, we'll begin again?" Ilona asked the doctor, who is weak sitting put and handcuffed on the table. "These people, who are they?"
"So this is what you think of me, huh?" The doctor said. "You think I'm a rat... Fuck you!"
Ilona swiftly grabs the doc's head and banged it hard against the table. "I think, you are whatever I tell you to be."
Ilona was one of a kind... Ex-Spetsnatz, now working for Sentinel. She could be your best friend, or your worst nightmare, but you never knew which one she is.
"We have the names, now we just need to know when and where the meeting is." Ilona sat down on the chair across from the doc.
"You might as well kill me, I'm already dead." The doctor said in a very defeated voice.
Ilona stood up off her chair and leaned against the table.
But once she gets under your skin...
"Please, Pierre, work with me. Let us help each other." Ilona used her 'romantic' tactics and grabbed his hand and went gentle.
It was all over...
The doctor started pointing to some place on the map that was displayed on a screen under the table.
Santorini, Greece... What a distance from here.
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7:03PM - Glass Conference Room 2B
"It's a single source, has the intel been verified?" Our commander at Sentinel, Kingpin, asked.
"The intel is good," Irons replied. "Hades is meeting with his financial bankers in Santorini twenty-four hours from now."
"Mr. Irons," Kingpin said. "The protocols for mounting an assault on-"
"This man is responsible for fifty thousand deaths, General. We're going in!" Irons interrupted Kingpin.
"An operation of foreign sovereign soil?" Kingpin replied. "It would be an act of war without congressional approval!"
"Atlas is an internationally registered private company. We don't need congress!" Irons stated. "Gentlemen, are we operational?" Irons standing up off his chair.
"We're at the ready, sir." Gideon and the rest of us stood up off our chairs. "You're the trigger."
"I want your team on the ground in six hours." Irons starting walking out of the conference room.
