Nightfall descended upon the forest with a quiet inevitability, draping the landscape in a thick shroud of darkness. The air was cool and still, heavy with the anticipation of what was to come. Sophia stood at the edge of the bunker, her eyes scanning the shadowed trees that surrounded them. The familiar weight of her gear pressed against her, grounding her in the moment. She was ready—whatever waited for them out there, she was ready to face it.
Ethan and Zoe flanked her, their faces etched with determination. They had reviewed the plan repeatedly, every detail drilled into their minds. This mission was a calculated risk, but it was also a chance to deliver a significant blow to the enemy's operations. A successful strike on the supply depot would cripple their resources in the region and force them to pull back, giving the resistance much-needed breathing room.