The water of the Ligurian Sea was freezing against their drysuits as Marco, Elena, and twenty elite Santoro operators slipped beneath the black surface three hundred yards off the Corsican shore. Propelled by silent, handheld diver propulsion vehicles, they moved beneath the towering shadow of the granite cliffs like phantoms gliding through the abyss. Elena led the dive, her waterproof wrist compass guiding them toward the submerged entrance of the…
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