The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 85

A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Helless’s Body

Chapter 85 Zero Containment Failures

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The exact moment those three operators flag the dark silence, they will launch an aggressive sweep to

butcher us.

Isabella could handle a hot firefight effortlessly, but shielding a fragile civilian asset complicated her

combat vectors.

Furthermore, the kinetic triggers she established outside the civilian quarters could only stall their line for a limited window; they wouldn’t hold a desperate cartel forever.

Consequently, before they realize they’re cornered and execute a suicidal, chaotic retaliation, she had to shut down their central nervous system.

Otherwise, innocent blood would undoubtedly spill across this village tonight.

Brett opened his mouth to argue, but found his throat completely dry, utterly at a loss for words.

He desperately wanted to beg her to stay behind and avoid risking her life, but a crushing wave of reality told him he lacked the right to demand anything.

Had it not been for his own absolute incompetence, Isabella would never have been dragged into the crosshairs of an international cartel.

Simmering with self–loathing, he steeled his jaw and vowed through his teeth, “Understood! Even if my own parents march up to this wall screaming my name, I’m staying completely frozen under cover!

“You better bring your *ss back in one piece!

“Because if you don’t return to drop the clearing signal, I will literally sit in that hole and starve to death.

“Isabella, I mean it—you have to survive this!

“Otherwise, I’m gonna haunt your coordinates for the rest of eternity as a ghost.

“I’m incredibly annoying, and I’m deathly terrified of the dark…

“And… word says a starving ghost looks absolutely hideous, so you better come hunt me down!”

Isabella stared back deadpan, her mind thoroughly blown by his bizarre cognitive tracks.

She let out a quiet sigh, completely unable to process his logic.

That routine was completely unnecessary.

Once Ethan’s tactical units breached the facility with military–grade scanners, locating a hidden teenager would take less than five seconds regardless of his silence.

What the hell did starving to death have to do with anything?

Still…

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noting that Brett’s eyes were completely bloodshot and brimming with genuine terror, Isabella softened her tone slightly and let out a quiet sigh. “Relax.

“Their primary command structure has already been completely dismantled by my hands.

“Do I look like the type of operator who takes a loss from low–level street thugs?”

Brett simply stared back, his rims crimson, keeping his mouth firmly shut.

That’s completely different, you idiot!

He screamed silently in his head.

The only reason Isabella had successfully laid out the execution party earlier was because the cartel was completely blinded by her cover story, genuinely believing they were playing an immersive murder mystery program where she was the serial killer.

But right now…

the exact split second the remaining three shooters flag the anomaly, they will transform into ruthless, cold–blooded monsters.

These were professional killers who wouldn’t hesitate for a millisecond to draw blood.

If she made a single mechanical miscalculation against live firearms, she would end up dead!

But if she held her line inside, the moment the cartel flagged the dark silence, they would inevitably breach this room to purge them both anyway.

Consequently, Isabella executing an aggressive, preemptive counter–offensive actually yielded a much higher probability of survival.

“I don’t give a d*mn about tactical metrics, you just better bring your ass back alive.

“Otherwise, I am 100% starving myself to death.

“I always keep my word.

“You just make damn sure you survive this.”

“Yeah, yeah, copy that.” Isabella sighed, offering a submissive, careless wave of her hand to quiet him.

Her eyes locked onto the transmit light on the tactical radio, which was currently blinking with increasing

urgency.

The remaining shooters were clearly beginning to suspect a compromise on the line.

After all, their command node and his immediate handlers had completely ceased broadcasting over their private encrypted frequency.

To a professional unit, that radio silence was a massive, flashing red flag.

Naturally, Isabella could have used physical methods to extract their specialized check–in codes from the

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unconscious boss, but the process was too highly inefficient, and her operational window was rapidly closing.

Knitting her brows slightly, she stripped the leader of his tactical equipment, checked her weapon configuration, and ghosted out the iron door.

Before breaking cover, she tucked Brett ymly into a highly secure structural blind spot deep within the walls.

She blanketed the coordinates with a dense matrix of her raw telepathic focus.

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