Story/Normal 0-4 (Part1)/Script

Agent: I have brought Death to your doorstep.
Now, open your eyes...
Look at me, Tactical T-Doll M4A1, look at me.
It’s time for your finale, and you must stay till the show is over.

M4A1: Cough...
A...gent...

Agent: Interesting. Even the look in your eyes is different from theirs in the face of Death.
But this is the look I want. Show more shock! More indignation! More hatred!

M4A1: Cough...cough...

Agent: You’ve stolen something that’s very important to Master. Did you think you could just leave?
I’ll kill you first, then your AR Team, and those Griffin T-Dolls still slaving away for you.
Very soon, they’ll be completely at a loss, like infants who’ve lost their parents.
They’ll struggle blindly on the battlefield, and fall prey to us...
You just have to die... And you will, in just a few more seconds!

M16A1: ...Sorry, but she won't be dying here.

Agent: ...!

M16A1: I’ll spare you the wait! Go to hell right now,
Sangvis scum!

M4A1: Cough...cough...

M16A1: Yeah, thank me. Death’s scythe missed you by a hair’s breadth yet again.

M4A1: Phew... M16, how is the situation outside? AR-15 and SOP-II are still...

ST AR-15: We're back, but Sangvis reinforcements are here. We have to retreat soon.

M4 SOPMOD II: The backup squad can hold them off for a while. Let’s go!

M16A1: M4, you all right issuing commands? You seem to be in pretty bad shape.

M4A1: I am fine...cough... M16, please do some repairs on me. I will run a diagnostic on my command system first.

M4A1: It is fine. The tactical maps are intact. What about the comms system?

Skorpion: Comms are functioning normally! We’re hearing you loud and clear!

M4A1: (...So they are the squad that stayed behind.)
...I am so sorry, but you will have to bring up the rear.

PPSh-41: No problem, comrade. It’s our duty.

M4A1: (...They...still have no idea they are being left behind.)
Thank you. We will finish evacuating as soon as possible.

ST AR-15: The backup squad can’t hold them off forever. We have to hurry!