[year: ????, location:????]


"Son, get out of here!" a broad-shouldered older man with black hair yelled as he picked up a rifle. His son, merely 8 years old, stood unfazed by the turmoil unfolding around him.

The tents around them were translucent, punctured with holes from the relentless assault of steel bullets. Just an hour ago, this area had been a bustling mess hall, filled with the sounds of laughter and camaraderie. People had been enjoying their time, oblivious to any danger. But that sense of security was shattered in moments.

The seeds of disaster had been sown long before, but it was only now that the consequences were fully realized.

On a typically quiet military base, the presence of soldiers had dwindled to a minimum. The routine monotony had led to a lax security posture, a fatal mistake. Out of nowhere, a group of aggressors launched a surprise attack. How could they infiltrate such a supposedly secure location? The answer lay in a deep betrayal from within.

A meticulously crafted plan, years in the making, was finally executed. The trust within the ranks had been exploited by an informant—a person who had been feeding critical information to the enemy. This breach of trust had transformed the base into a focal point of deception and strategic defeat.