Kapitel 113: Three Minutes

"Link is solid; target locked in. The missile is tracking northeast, bearing 0-8-5 degrees, cutting through the air at Mach 3 and holding steady at an altitude of 600 meters. Impact is projected in three minutes," Sara intoned with precision, her voice steady as she relayed the critical information. Beside her, Richard's gaze was unwavering as he scrutinized the monitor, his eyes following the missile's trajectory as it blazed across the sky, a lethal messenger in the night.

Her fingers danced over the keyboard, executing a symphony of commands as she maintained the drone's connection, ensuring that the missile's path remained true.