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Story/Arctic Warfare/E2-2 (Part2)/Script
[...Bang! Bang!]
G11: There. Everything is down.
HK416: Good. That’s the last of the patrols.
I’m heading into the communication outpost. You stay here and wait for 45 and 9.
[...]
[......]
G11: Um…416?
HK416: What?
G11: Are you in control...of that camera over there?
HK416: I’m not touching any camera.
G11: But… it’s moving…
Could this place be haunted…?
HK416: What?!
Hey, speak up. Don’t be sneaky!
Architect: Ah…
I’m just doing a surveillance check and looking around.
HK416: Looking around? (Snickers) Have Sangvis neural clouds finally evolved to the point where they don’t have to kill us to survive?
Architect: Sangvis Ferri Manufacture SPzh3000 “Architect”!
My objective is to find the AR Team. Others don’t matter.
(Flipping noise) And there doesn’t seem to be any enemy target to attack...for my test runs today...
But who are you? You’re not on the list.
HK416: Not your target, in any case.
But…why do you want the AR Team so badly?
What on earth do they mean to you?
Architect: Well...actually, only...
[…!]
HK416: …?!
UMP45: Fraternizing with Sangvis Ferri. That’s quite a serious crime, 416.
HK416: ...UMP45.
What are you doing? I almost pried important intel from her.
UMP45: That’s not part of the job, 416. Don’t go looking for trouble.
UMP9: Heheh, how’s everybody doing?
Did you miss me, Gr G11? (Pinches)
G11: Ughhhhh…
HK416: Well, we’ve regrouped.
UMP45: Ja, and it’s time to go rescue the AR Team.
Happy, 416?
HK416: ...You know too well what I really want to say.
UMP45: Heheh, go on. Put your joy into words.
HK416: Fine, here I go.
Screw you to hell, UMP45.
