Jin smiled. He’d prepared for this. He launched a custom “Phantom” script—a series of quantum‑entangled packets that mimicked legitimate maintenance traffic while simultaneously cloaking his own signal. The Sentinels, trained to detect patterns, saw only noise.
He burst into the night air, the drone’s propellers whirring as it lifted him onto a hovering platform. Above the abandoned terminal, a fleet of low‑altitude drones swarmed, forming a shield that blocked the Sentinels’ visual sensors. The city’s sky was alive with a silent battle of electromagnetic pulses and counter‑measures. ftvgirlscom siterip080