TAA//Secure the obelisk yourself
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Determined to protect the obelisk, you make a snap decision. "I’m heading to sector four," you say, your voice resolute. "We need to secure the obelisk and deal with the threat directly."
Dr. Drakov nods, her eyes reflecting both fear and trust. "Be careful. We’ll do what we can from here."
You rush out of the main research chamber, your heart pounding in your chest. The corridors blur past as you sprint towards sector four, the alarm's incessant blare echoing in your ears. You reach the containment area, a fortified section of the facility designed to protect the most sensitive discoveries.
As you approach, you see several security personnel already engaged in a firefight with a group of intruders dressed in sleek, black combat gear. The air is thick with the acrid smell of laser fire, and the metallic walls are scorched with blast marks.
"Chief, over here!" one of the security officers shouts, motioning for you to take cover behind a heavy metal crate. "They’re after the obelisk. We need to hold them off until reinforcements arrive."
You crouch behind the crate, assessing the situation. The intruders are highly trained, their movements precise and coordinated. They must have inside information to have breached the facility so effectively. Your mind races, thinking of the obelisk just beyond the containment doors, vulnerable if these attackers break through.
You draw your sidearm, a standard-issue plasma pistol, and take a deep breath. Steeling yourself, you lean out from cover and fire at the nearest intruder, hitting their weapon arm. The attacker falls back, momentarily disarmed.
"Push forward!" you shout to the security team. "We can’t let them reach the obelisk!"
The team rallies, advancing in a coordinated effort. You lead the charge, your focus sharp as you return fire. The sounds of battle—shouts, weapon discharges, and the hum of energy shields—create a chaotic symphony around you.
After what feels like an eternity, the last of the intruders is subdued. You and the security team stand amidst the aftermath, catching your breath. The containment doors are intact, but the threat has only heightened your awareness of the artifact’s vulnerability.
One of the security officers approaches you, his face smeared with soot. "Chief, we found something on one of the attackers. Looks like they were carrying a data chip."
You take the chip, your mind racing with possibilities. This could be the key to understanding who sent them and why.
