The silence was broken not by machinery, but by the awareness that the greatest burden in modern warfare is often not carried by technology, but by the conscience of the person asked to employ it.… The maintenance bay smelled of hydraulic fluid, ozone, and damp canvas. Outside, another launch vehicle rolled into position beneath camouflage netting. The crew moved with practiced efficiency, speaking in clipped phrases that had become instinct after years of war. On the operations screen, satellite weather data, drone reconnaissance, and electronic warfare reports merged into a constantly shifting picture of the front. Every hour, new intelligence changed priorities. Every hour, targets appeared and disappeared. When the launch order came, the shelter shook faintly. A cheer erupted from the adjacent command room several minutes later. “Confirmed impact.” Another voice followed. “Secondary explosions observed.” Then applause. ...