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One hour left on the clock.
The OSCP exam—Offensive Security Certified Professional. They called it the "Gateway to the Red Team." They didn't mention it was also a gateway to madness. oscp certification
He looked at the final boss machine. Unscratched. Its IP address sat there, a silent taunt. He had 70 points. He could stop. He could submit the report in the morning and pass. One hour left on the clock