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"Package secure," Elias muttered into his comms. "Destination: The Spire, Penthouse 3."

The Buy Squad was the only outfit brave enough to navigate the Dead Zones of Sector 4. While the rest of the city relied on drones that were routinely swatted from the sky by scavengers, the Squad used heavily modified hover-bikes and sheer grit. buy squad delivery

He punched a button on the handlebar. Three small, glowing canisters ejected from the back of the bike, tumbling down the ramp. They burst into a cloud of chaff and infrared flares. The peacekeeper drones dived for the false signals, their heavy cannons chewing up the asphalt where Elias had been seconds before. "Package secure," Elias muttered into his comms

The neon sign for Buy Squad flickered, casting a rhythmic blue glow over the rain-slicked pavement. Inside the hub, the air smelled of ozone and synthetic grease. Elias adjusted his tactical vest, checking the latches on his thermal-insulated cargo pod. In the year 2042, "delivery" wasn't just a service—it was an urban extraction mission. He punched a button on the handlebar

He hopped back on his bike, the blue neon of the Buy Squad logo on his jacket catching the moonlight as he dove back into the dark heart of the city.