Special Forces: Nemesis Strike Apr 2026

They weren't just soldiers; they were the last line of defense for the . Their target was a high-tech fortress hidden deep within the Siberian tundra. As the bay doors hissed open, the freezing wind roared into the cabin. Phase 1: The Silent Infiltration

"They don't have to like it," Stealth replied as the screen flashed COMPLETED . "They just have to deal with us." Special Forces: Nemesis Strike

"Uploading the virus," Stealth whispered, her fingers flying across a terminal while Raptor stood guard at the only entrance, his boots planted firmly amid spent shell casings. They weren't just soldiers; they were the last

"Nemesis isn't going to like this," Raptor grunted as a fresh wave of elite shock troops—the "gods of war"—rushed the door. Phase 1: The Silent Infiltration "They don't have

"Thirty seconds to drop," the pilot’s voice crackled over the comms.

Stealth went first. She plummeted through the clouds, her wingsuit cutting through the night like a blade. Landing silently on the perimeter wall, she moved with predatory grace. Using her , she tagged the guards—static figures in the snow—before dropping them with precision shots from her M24 sniper rifle .

They met at the core of the facility—the "Thesis" database. The room was a labyrinth of servers and glass, housing the stolen tech that could spark a global catastrophe.