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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.

"Sarah, I’ve got eyes on me!" Elias shouted, leaning the bike low. "Drop the decoys!" 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. He hopped back on his bike, the blue

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. Three small, glowing canisters ejected from the back

"Copy that, Elias," Sarah’s voice crackled from dispatch. "You’ve got a three-minute window before the automated peacekeepers cycle their patrol. Move."