Story/Night 8-1 (Part2)/Script

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[The operation ends. Griffin is fighting its way into the SF base.]


IWS 2000:The way is clear. Team Welrod, we’ll remain on site to cover your approach.

Welrod: Your will to succeed will travel with us. I entrust the duty of watching over the darkness to you.

IWS 2000:Whew… I hope everything goes well.

Glock 17: Leader, this is the first time you’ve looked relaxed tonight.

IWS 2000:Eh? What kind of face was I making just now?

AUG:Simple resentment towards something.

IWS 2000:I never noticed...
Urgh… I hope Welrod-san and the others didn’t notice either...

AUG:Are you unhappy because the Commander gave special permission for Team Welrod to take part in this operation?

IWS 2000:The only thing that makes me unhappy… is my own lack of experience.

AUG:I’m glad you’re aware of that.
After considering the conditions of the recent missions, that is definitely a factor which needs to be taken into consideration.

IWS 2000:Team Welrod’s here too… maybe I don’t need to be so worried any more.
I’m really afraid that I made some mistake the last time and got everyone wrecked at the end.

AUG:…
You ought to be afraid of that. Trying too hard to do everything right will hinder you instead.

Glock 17: Everyone looked so relaxed on the chopper. You were the only one who was tense, leader.

SSG 69:Hehe, that just means we can become the center of attention if we just work a little harder.

IWS 2000:This isn’t a question of being the center of attention, but rather that we mustn’t fail this time...

Glock 17: Still, this sounds pretty weird. Why would they let a PMC handle something related to an NBC weapon?
What about the military?

IWS 2000:The military feels that the evidence is insufficient.
After all, the conclusion that SF possesses weapons like that is simply one that we reached after piecing evidence together.

Glock 17: Why don’t we show them the photos we took inside the vehicle as evidence?

IWS 2000:The military might need to spend even more time on meetings...
But whatever it is, we can’t just sit by and let something dangerous happen.

Glock 17: Hahh… why are all these governmental organizations so by-the-book...

AUG:Well, this world is messed up enough as it is.

SSG 69:Hehe… well, forget it, situations involving NBC weapons are a great way for dolls to show what they can really do!
Even when bathed in radiation or exposed to viruses or a sea of poison gas… I can still pull off a perfect performance.

Glock 17: You really want to kill your audience, don’t you...

AUG:SSG, a word, please.

SSG 69:Eh? Waitwait, I was just kidding… I won’t really splash myself with poison before going on stage...

IWS 2000:Where are you two going?

AUG:You gave me special privileges. I’m making use of them.
AUG:SSG, this base isn’t far from your remains, where you were taken down last time.

SSG 69:Eh? So we followed the convoy all the way here...
No, wait, how can you call a distance like this “not far”?

AUG:That’s not important. I have something that I need you to do.

[Beep.]

Welrod: IWS-san… we’ve found it.
We’ve confirmed that it’s emitting radiation. Given its structure, it looks like a dirty bomb.