The snow of Nova Prospekt didn’t melt on Bad Cop’s visor; it sizzled.
He walked over to the terminal, his boots crunching on glass. He wasn't here to save the world. He was here to bring order to the chaos, one body at a time. As he began the data upload, he looked out the window at the Citadel looming in the distance. Half-Life 2: Entropy Zero 2 DescДѓrcaИ›i jocul pe...
He threw himself backward just as a makeshift explosive tore through the doorway. Through the smoke, he saw them: three Rebels, desperate and shivering, clutching scavenged SMGs. They looked at him not as a soldier, but as a monster. The snow of Nova Prospekt didn’t melt on