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The Aegean Transit

作者: mr_dutta
last update 公開日: 2026-10-04 14:00:57

Golden Mediterranean sunlight beat against the marble columns of the rooftop terrace overlooking the Port of Piraeus, casting long shadows across the Saronic Gulf. Below the heights of Kastella, the deepwater docks of Greece's largest port bustled with container freighters, cruise liners, and island ferries. The sharp scent of sea salt, warm pine resin, and diesel exhaust drifted on the dry Aegean breeze.

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    Dry Aegean wind whipped across the concrete apron of Pier 1 in Piraeus as Dante Moretti kicked open the reinforced door of the cryogenic telemetry booth. Elena Rossi stepped into the control room beside him, diagnostic tablet ready, while Marco and two tactical guards covered the perimeter catwalks with unhurried precision.Four armed Greek mercenaries in dark tactical vests stood near the central manifold console, their hands freezing in mid-air above their holstered sidearms.Dante stepped forward, his commanding presence filling the concrete chamber with absolute authority."Step away from the control console and drop your weapons on the floor."The lead Greek mercenary hesitated, his hand twitching toward his chest holster.

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    Golden Mediterranean sunlight beat against the marble columns of the rooftop terrace overlooking the Port of Piraeus, casting long shadows across the Saronic Gulf. Below the heights of Kastella, the deepwater docks of Greece's largest port bustled with container freighters, cruise liners, and island ferries. The sharp scent of sea salt, warm pine resin, and diesel exhaust drifted on the dry Aegean breeze.Dante Moretti stood by the stone balustrade, wearing a tailored charcoal linen suit and an open-collared white shirt. His flint-gray eyes tracked two ice-class LNG carriers under the Moretti-Rossi sovereign flag, the Ligurian Zenith and the Ligurian Dawn, moored at the automated deepwater terminal on Pier 1. The morning sun illuminate

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