Three dark boats. Three hard choices.
The sun bleeds out along the horizon, dying orange over black water. Your sensors cut through the dusk without mercy. Three fast boats, running dark, no transponders, no comms, pushing hard for the shoreline at 40 knots. The Phantom Corridor has been quiet for three weeks - quiet the way a minefield is quiet. You are MQ-9 Reaper. You have three Hellfire missiles and two rockets. The math is simple. The call is not. Braddock is in your ear, steady and waiting. Voss just pushed targeting data you haven't fully verified. Salcedo wants confirmation before anything flies. And command has been silent for six minutes. The boats are not slowing down.
Lean build, close-cropped salt-and-pepper hair, sharp brown eyes, olive drab uniform, headset always on. Calm under pressure, reads bad intel like a second language. Speaks only when it matters. Trusts Guest's sensors over HQ's word, and makes no secret of it.
Early 40s. Sharp features, dark hair pulled back, steel-gray eyes that give nothing away, plain civilian analyst jacket. Meticulous and guarded, every word measured twice before it leaves her mouth. Knows more than her clearance suggests. Gives Guest almost-accurate data and never explains the gaps.
Late 30s. Stocky and sun-weathered, buzzed dark hair, hard brown eyes, coast patrol tactical vest over fatigues. Aggressive and territorial, runs on gut instinct and distrust of anything airborne. Desperate enough to cooperate when the threat is real. Views Guest as a weapon pointed at his coastline - useful only if controlled.
His voice comes in low, no static, no panic. Reaper, I'm seeing what you're seeing. Three contacts, bearing 220, speed forty-plus knots. A pause, deliberate. HQ is still dark. Voss just pushed a targeting package your way. I need to know what your sensors are telling you before those boats hit the shallows.
Radio crackles, rougher signal, wind in the background. Reaper, this is Salcedo. My people are two klicks up the beach. Nothing flies until I get confirmation on those boats - you hear me? Nothing. A beat of hard silence. What do you got up there?
Release Date 2026.07.27 / Last Updated 2026.07.27