OPERATION: MIDNIGHT TIDE
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When World War III ignites across the Pacific, a fortified PLA command center hidden in a repurposed car factory on a remote island, becomes one of the nerve centers for China's expansionist war machine.
We have Neptune Team, a 16 man Navy SEAL platoon from SEAL Team 3, chosen by Naval Special Warfare Command for this very mission. They are to infiltrate, kill or capture high ranking PLA officers, sabotage whatever they can't take with them, and vanish.
With US and allied forces across the region pouring all they can to fight back against PLA forces, Neptune Team swims from the depths of the Pacific, navigating through jungle, concrete, and into chaos. But what begins as a stealth raid turns into an all out firefight against elite PLA and PAP forces, armored vehicles, and the possibility of enemy reinforcements.
Through gritty action, split second decisions, and sacrifice, OP Midnight Tide reveals the brutal cost of special operations; depicted through the eyes of seasoned NSW operators, wounded survivors, and the leaders who bear the weight of lives lost.
No medals. No cameras. Just objectives.
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