There was a hissing sound, followed by a groan of metal under stress, and then, silence. The exoskeletons collapsed, inert.
Their mission accomplished, Hawk's team vanished into the jungle, the ghosts of Wildlands once again proving their mettle against conventional and unconventional threats.
El Diablo's face turned beet red with rage. "Traitors!" he bellowed.
The plan was to infiltrate during a scheduled steam-powered airship demonstration. Dr. Patel had hacked into the event's schedule, and they knew exactly where to blend in.