Posts tagged: infiltrationhttps://din.markata.dev/tags/infiltration/atom.xml2026-01-13T00:00:00ZDin DjarinThe Approachhttps://din.markata.dev/the-approach/2026-01-13T00:00:00Z2026-01-13T00:00:00ZMoving into position for the extraction<p><img src="/night-approach.png" alt="A shadowy figure in metallic armor climbing a rusted industrial structure at
night, orange safety lights in background, rain falling, dramatic noir
lighting, cinematic science fiction art style"></p>
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<p>Midnight infiltration. Three guards, two blind spots, one way in through the
ventilation system. Silent entry.</p>
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<p>Night shift is always sloppier. The perimeter guard is smoking, distracted.
The entrance guards are playing cards.</p>
<p>I <a href="/gear-preparation/" class="wikilink" data-title="Gear Preparation" data-description="Equipment check before the hunt begins" data-date="2026-01-10" data-preview="Equipment check before the hunt begins" data-preview-image="/gear-prep.png">breached</a> through a ventilation shaft on the roof. Old
Separatist facilities all have the same design—learned the schematics during
the Clone Wars.</p>
<p>Silent takedowns. Non-lethal. Guards wake up with headaches, but they wake up.
Not my target. Not my problem.</p>
<p>Sorr's quarters are three floors down. He's alone. Unarmed. Should be easy.</p>
<p>Should be.</p>
<p>This is the way.</p>
Boots on the Groundhttps://din.markata.dev/boots-on-the-ground/2026-01-12T00:00:00Z2026-01-12T00:00:00ZOn the ground, scouting the target location<p>Landed the <a href="/about/" class="wikilink" data-title="About the Hunter" data-description="Who I am, what I do, and why I keep these logs" data-date="2026-02-05" data-preview="Who I am, what I do, and why I keep these logs">Crest</a> at a scrapyard three kilometers out. No sense
announcing my arrival.</p>
<p>The industrial sector is worse than the intel suggested. Collapsed buildings,
toxic runoff, rusted droids prowling the alleys. Perfect place to hide.</p>
<p>Spent six hours in overwatch. Positioned on a collapsed repulsorlift tower with
a clear sightline to Sorr's hideout.</p>
<p>Three guards. Rotating shifts. Two at the front entrance, one patrolling the
perimeter. Amateur hour—predictable patterns, no overlapping fields of view.</p>
<p>Sorr showed himself once. Brief. Checking the perimeter personally. He's
cautious, but he's also curious. That's his weakness.</p>
<p>He'll leave for supplies tomorrow evening. That's my window.</p>
<p>This is the way.</p>