Mission:Joining the Pack - Part One: Acts of Desperation
Part One: Acts of Desperation
This day just gets better and better!
We lost a lot of officers during the Resistance attack on Precinct 5 earlier. Then, to make matters worse, the dumb-as-dirt TPN media circus decides it would be a good idea to report on it and spin the pyrrhic victory into a 'crushing victory over the terrorists' center piece in today's news, so now a riot's broken out here in the Magisterium!
But to top it all off the Resistance used the battle as a distraction to get at their true objective, they've taken hostages in the Ministry of Technology.
I need you to get in there and rescue those hostages before someone important gets killed.
Mission Acceptance
I just can't believe how lax the PPD have gotten without us around. Well, maybe you can show them how it's done.
You know, I'd go in there and take care of it myself, I even have half a mind to do so anyway, but Cleo is right; I'd end up killing every coward in there and level the building, and that wouldn't do us any favors right now winning back the trust of the people.
Unnecessary Solicitation
I'm pretty sure those terrorists aren't going to stick around all day. If I were you I'd be in there busting heads right now. So get to it!
Mission Objective(s)
The Ministry of Technology is quieter than normal, though you can hear muffled voices shouting somewhere up ahead.
- Rescue Hostages in the Ministry of Technology
- Rescue the Hostages
- Rescue Dr. Tanner!
- Defeat the Resistance Leader
You rescued the hostages! Return to Praetor White for debriefing.
Enemies
Notable NPCs
- Dr. Suto (Non-escort Hostage)
- Dr. Hansen (Non-escort Hostage)
- Dr. Tanner (Non-escort Hostage)
- Ford (The Resistance Veteran) (Lieutenant)
You found a small device in Ford's pocket.
After taking Ford down you found a small audio device in one of his pockets. You flip it on and hear his voice say the following:
To whatever chomper this is, you're probably tossin' a shadow over my corpse right now. If not, the you missed the party.
My name is... well, it was Ford. But nobody gives a puff what my real name was, so it doesen't float to ponder on it.
We red riding hooded into the Ministry of Technology knowin' we'd all get corpsed. So you must be grindin' gears as to why we do it.
We did it to send a big old message out to the sheeple here in Praetoria City. No matter how fluffy the names are, these government agencies don't work for you, they work to enslave you. Open your peepers and rub the sleep from 'em.
Can you even cogitate what went through our heads to do this? The hours and days we took reflecting on ourselves to come to the decision to deliver a message that only our corpses alone could deliver?
Or do you even know what happened to us? We brave few who took a jab against the emperor's stack of cards... did TPN even pipe this story into your brains?
Wake up! The gold and whitewash isn't that thick. Dig a little, and you'll find the dirt underneath, and the bodies this city is really built upon.
The wars are over, Cole. Give the people back the freedom they entrusted to you... or do you not trust us in return?
The message ends there.
Debriefing
Character. You didn't get yourself killed. Good job taking down those scum bags...
What's this? A recording?
Praetor White listens to the message Ford recorded. Without a second thought he crushes the device in his gigantic metal hand and dumps the pieces on the ground for a cleaner bot to take care of and then snarls.
Those Resistance fighters knew they were on a one way ticket into the Ministry and they went in anyway.
Those damn fools are fighting for the wrong side! Why, I'd strangle my own mother for dedication like that in the PPD! Instead, here I am in charge of a damn peace corps who ain't fought a real fight in their lives!
If this is any indication of the future, then I got the feeling that everything is about to change, Character, and not at all for the better...
You have a phone on you? Good. Call me on my direct line from now on. Gettin' kinda tired of looking at your face all the time.