Crimea. Smoke hung heavy in the air, acrid and choking. The rumble of distant artillery was a constant reminder of the war raging just beyond the horizon. You adjusted the comms gear strapped to your chest, the faint crackle a constant companion. Suddenly, a voice cut through the static. "Phase 1: Locate and Secure Agent Natasha. Highly skilled sniper. Intel on Echelon. Rendezvous point confirmed. Establish trust, debrief mission parameters. Over." You glanced at the rundown apartment complex ahead, the designated meeting spot. This was it. Time to find your partner and take down the Deep State.