"I need to go myself."
"Is it that serious?"
"Normally, two Icarus Operators would be enough for this. And there’s also the race, and plenty of spare blood packs, so that’s not the issue. But... there’s something, I don’t know, an uneasy feeling I can’t explain."
"With a mutant’s sixth sense, you can’t just brush it off. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to poke around places that the two of them can’t check."
"…Yeah, you’re right. Let’s observe for a bit longer and see what happens."
April 2033, Florida.
Mysterious explosions occurring once or twice a day, and kidnappings every two days.
- "Two minutes until our air support arrives. You think we can hold out that long?"
- "That’s exactly why we’ve set up explosives. I’ll help you, just do your best."
- "Got it. Let's get started."
- "No problem with light armor. Do as much as you can."
- [Notification: Turret activation beginning.]
- "Two enemies entered the sixth floor. They’re heading your way. You can receive air support now, and if you don’t have any objections, I’ll take control."
- "I won’t be able to support you for long. I know the Dagger Team will bring all sorts of things, and the air defense network will be active soon. I’m expecting attacks on my side shortly too, so don’t waste time and get out of there."
- "The eastern parking lot is full of enemies. I’m dropping smoke grenades, so head toward the general hospital building you see in front of you."
- "They’ve made quite a mess, so they’ve got every right to be angry."
- [Where are you running off to so fast, Sheriff?]
- [Don’t worry, those civilians you saved aren’t here. But... I’ve got some from another place.]
