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Suddenly, the base’s proximity alarms blared. A massive Gwishin omnic had breached the coastal perimeter. Hana didn't hesitate. She kicked the chip bag aside and vaulted into the pilot’s seat.

Hana’s brow furrowed. She had heard rumors of the "General," a legendary commander from the early days of the Omnic Crisis who had advocated for pilot-sync technology long before the MEKA unit was officially formed. Butch wasn't just a strategist; he was a pioneer of the "Aggressive Defense" doctrine that Hana now lived by. General_-_Butch_-_Overwatch_-_D.Va_Hana_Song_-_...

As she bypassed the encryption, a grainy video file flickered to life. It wasn't a battlefield recording. It was a workshop. A burly man with a salt-and-pepper buzz cut—General Butch—was arguing with a technician. Suddenly, the base’s proximity alarms blared

she said, snapping a selfie with the explosion in the background. "GG." She kicked the chip bag aside and vaulted