Story/Normal 4-5 (Part2)/Script

[Meanwhile, at M16A1’s hiding spot...]

M16A1: Tsk...
I’m just about to retreat. Please tell me you’re not here to finish after 416...
...UMP45.

UMP45: ... ♪
I’m not buying that. Don’t you have two big boys in that case?

M16A1: Oh, these... I don’t think they’re meant for you...
...What do you say?

UMP45: ...Ditto ♪
After all, I’m just on the way home after a job well done, picking up 416 while I’m at it.

M16A1: Aren’t you gutsy. Operating alone when your squad isn’t that big to begin with.

UMP45: 9 alone is more than enough to handle this kind of trivial mission.
416 had worked her share so I gave her a holiday.

M16A1: And her idea of enjoying a vacation is to break my legs...
(Laughs bitterly) You guys are one of a kind, 45. One of a kind.

UMP45: Relax. 416 won’t kill you. She’s just a bit upset.

M16A1: I know. That’s why I spared her life.

UMP45: I know. That’s why I’ll also spare yours.

M16A1: Ha, what a bargain. Deal.

UMP45: But you’ll be throwing away this life I’ve spared if you go back right now, M16.

M16A1: ...Oh?
Don’t underestimate 16Lab’s neural cloud technology. I won’t die so easily.
45, just what have you learned...from this mission?

UMP45: Here. Come closer.
(Whispers) ‘It’s raining on the plain.’

M16A1: Raining? Plain? ...What the heck?

UMP45: Communication logs intercepted through close-quarter infiltration from 1500 to 1700.
A total of 41,960 results yielded, including mentions of the fence that contradicts basic battle strategies...
If you’re interested, then take a look at this comparison chart. More importantly, see what she wants to do next...

M16A1: Hey, don’t just enter replay mode.
Can’t you store some understandable language in that puny brain of yours?

UMP45: Your creator might just understand what that means, you know.

M16A1: What...did you say?

UMP45: ...Heheh ♪ Then we’ll be taking our leave.
If you run into your fellas at Griffin, just tell them...

M16A1: That you got wiped out. Yeah, I know the rules.

UMP45: Heheh ♪ That’s it. Until the next time.

M16A1: (Sighs) I pray there won’t be a next time...
You scumbags...