Story/Night 5-1 (Part1)/Script

[...Nearing the conclusion of Operation Hypothermia. Griffin Control.]

Helian: Thank you for your hard work on the operation, Commander.
Persica’s technical analysis on Jupiter is almost complete. We’ll be able to launch a full-scale counterstrike very soon.
However, I summoned you today for a different mission.
Come in, M99.

M99: Yes, ma'am.
Good evening, Commander.

Helian: Commander, Sangvis Ferri has been wreaking havoc on Griffin territories with Jupiter, posing a severe threat to the safety of our human settlements.
Even our supply routes and storehouses have been jeopardized, which greatly hinders our efforts in bringing in supplies to the local settlements.
To that end, HQ has decided to dispatch a squad to a storehouse that came under Jupiter’s attack so as to salvage any surviving supplies and transport them to a local town.
M99 is the T-Doll leader in charge of this operation. Your mission is to guide her and her squad in carrying out the operation.

M99: It's an honor to serve with you. I'll be counting on you, Commander!

[Click.]

??: Hawk to Chief. Hawk to Chief.

M99: Ah... I copy. Please go ahead, Hawk.

Type97S: Is everything ready? I'm turning into a popsicle out here!

M99: Sorry for taking so long. We just got the green light. I'm heading out right now!

[......]

M99: Oh my...

Type97S: What is it?
The Commander is already on the move. We should also get started.

M99: True... But...
We're traveling in the dark, Hawk. Aren't you nervous at all?

Type97S: Not at all. Escort missions are my forte - what’s there to be nervous about?
Besides, I’ve run this route many times before while patrolling with Mosin-Nagant and her friends. We all know it like the back of our hand.

M99: Really... No wonder Miss Helian assigned you to me...
But personally, I can only feel at ease if I can see far ahead, and vision is bad during the night...
I still have much to learn...

Type97S: Haha, we all have things we’re good at and things we’re not. Specialization, you know.

M99: But why must they send me? I'm clearly not fit for such operations.

Type97S: Jeez, Chief... Things don’t always go the way we want. Sometimes we can only accept that and move on.
Don’t worry about tonight. You're part of what I’m escorting, and I won’t let anyone touch a hair on you!

M99: (Sighs) Very much appreciated. Let's go. We shouldn’t keep the others waiting.
Commander, our destination is the storehouse across the mountain. Please lead us on our way.