Capítulo 85: Drinks on Me

The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, painting the skyline of Sylvania warm hues of orange and crimson as Matthew Hesh stepped out of his office and onto the factory floor. The rhythmic clanging of machines and the low hum of activity filled the air, a familiar and comforting symphony of progress. Tonight, however, the factory would soon quiet—for celebration was in order.

Matthew's boots echoed on the metal staircase as he descended toward the main production area. Workers, engineers, and foremen paused from their tasks, their curious gazes following him. Word had spread through whispers that the Army Board had met to discuss Hesh Industries' weapons, and anticipation had been mounting all day.