Director: Dear Chairman.Fade in to some rocky terrain, with Meta shooting at South inside a round, translucent shield
Director: The Meta is nothing more than an entity seeking to increase its power, in these confusing days after the war. From my perspective, that seems to be a very common occurrence at the moment.
South: Delta, report.
Delta: Your suit's energy reserves are nearly depleted. The shield will not-
South: How much longer?
Delta: The Meta will breach our barrier within sixty seconds. I suggest that you prepare your grenades while I divert power from your armor's non-essential systems.
South: No.
Delta: You have a better plan?
South: Keep the shield up as long as you can. When it starts to falter, transfer yourself to the storage unit.
Delta: I think I would be more useful in my current state.
South: I'll dump my shield generator at the same time. There's no way that thing can resist the both of you.
Delta: You are... abandoning me?
South: It's my best chance to get out of this.
Delta: South, protocol violations aside, this seems to be a very short term solution. The
Meta will only grow more powerful by integrating me in to-
South: Program override, acknowledge last directive.
Delta: Acknowledged. Preparing storage unit.
South: Get ready.
Delta: Shield failure in five, four-
South: Get ready to eject.
Delta: Three-
South: Transfer to storage.
Delta: Two-
South: On my mark-
Delta: One.
South: Now!
A grenade goes off at the perimiter of the shield, and Church, Caboose, Washington, Ghost, Dhuka, and Sister come over the hill in three jeeps
Washington: There they are!
Delta: New targets encountered.
Washington: Don't let it get near her!
The vehicles all crash and are abandoned and people start firing at each other, with Washington behind a rock and Church and Caboose behind a wall, Dhuka on top of the cliff and Ghost and Sister flanking
Washington: And don't let her get away!
Church: Her? Isn't she a Freelancer like you?
Washington: Yeah, just don't let her leave!
Church: Okay! Caboose!
Caboose: Hello.
Church: Hey, see that purple one? She's on our team. You should help her.
Caboose: Okay!
Caboose stands up and shoots South
South: Ah, my stomach!
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