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He's here.

Not so fast.

Hey, pat him down.

He's clear.

I take it that's for me.

If you want anymore, you know who to see.

He's running, check the cash!

The United Kingdom is now

in a national state of emergency.

As the country experiences the worst rising crimes

since the 2011 riots.

Shocking immages yet again, as violence on the streets

of Britain escalates as looting, arson

and rioting continues for the third month in a row.

Fuck the government.

Fuck all the police.

'Cause we got nothing for you

but crowbars and gauges.

We own the fucking streets now.

The prime minister has resigned

from office after yet another failed assassination attempt.

The latest violence

erupted in the streets of Manchester today.

As police encountered missiles and petrol bombs...

I need the police, please

they're trying to get in.

They're coming, they've got a gun!

We're running the fucking roads now, yeah?

Anyone come on the corner you're gonna see

thirty of my G's all with shooters yeah?

The feds better not come to the block,

we're gonna go burn down the fucking high street right now.

Reports suggest that over recent months

the more innovative gangs

have even begun hijacking phone masts

and hacking directly into their networks.

As long as there is a corresponding satellite

up there in the sky.

More and more demoralized

British troops are now deserting by the day.

Having given up on government and a war

they no longer believe in.

Another shipment

of military grade weapons was stolen

from a government storage facility in Kent today.

The armed masked gang made off

with various firearms and explosives.

The mandatory evacuation

of Mainland Britain will begin...

With the remaining populated areas

to be divided into individual sub-sectors.

So, society just fucking collapsed

before our very own eyes.

The world has fucking changed.

It's dangerous, it's not safe.

You don't know what's going on nowadays.

Everybody's lost and...

The year is 2035.

Due to an uncontrollable rise in crime and civil conflict,

the island formerly known as the United Kingdom

has now been almost completely evacuated.

What little society was left

has since rapidly crumbled into an apocalyptic wasteland.

Although banks no longer exist, money is still regarded

as the highest form of currency.

And blood is shed every day

over the sale of food and narcotics.

With no police force or government

left to control it's remaining population,

Britain has now become a no-man's land.

Ruled only by the brutal gangs and crime syndicates

that dare to inhabit the streets.

Where the fuck is it?

Where is it?

Bullshit, how many have you got?

Four fucking barrels?

Fucking die!

Now then, where the fuck is it?

You've already been! There's none left!

Bullshit!

You're stupid!

Even handling that stuff without protective gear is fatal.

You daft bastard!

He fucking called me stupid!

You are fucking stupid!

- Fuck you. - Fucking, come on.

Pack it in, all of you.

I've just been on the phone to Icepick.

He's got four fucking barrels.

There's fuck all here, come on!

Radiation levels, normal.

Oxygen levels, 35 tromatons.

Oi!

Please tell me you didn't fuck it all up.

Well, put it this way,

as soon as I got there, they started attacking me.

The fuck you say, Phista?

So what did you do?

What you think?

I didn't know you can switch personalities

in your fucking sleep.

I thought if I sent you I'd have nothing to worry about.

I did right though, didn't I?

Just shot em' all.

And now I've run out of bullets.

So where are you now?

Not too far from base.

Have you heard owt off Magnum?

Yeah, he's here with me.

Hang about there,

we'll come and meet you at at Center 14.

Enter my territory will ya?

Kill my brothers!

What were that bang? Who's shouting?

It's a Trojan!

I Thought you'd fucking shot em' all.

I did shoot them all.

All three of them.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

There's four Trojan's, Phista, there's four of them.

Get down here now, he's really pissed off.

Oi!

Just take cover, run our way!

What's going on, man?

Phista is getting shot at!

Come on.

Phista, where are ya? Eh?

Come out then!

Where are you?

Come out you fucking coward.

For fuck's sake, Hurry up, Wire!

Oh, shit.

Don't worry, Phista.

You can come out now.

Everything's fine.

Wire.

How you doing, pal?

I'd be doing a lot better

if that weren't pointed at my head.

Thought you were good at dodging bullets.

Depends who's firing the gun.

That's the thing when you're exterminating termites

You gotta make sure you get every last one.

You still killing termites, Triggy?

Only the ones I don't like.

In a world where scum like that come out, right?

Society needs people like us.

It's a pity, your friend Yayo,

doesn't have his head screwed on like the rest of ya.

I take it he's still missing.

It's been five days now.

We've heard nothing.

I'll keep a look out for him.

You've got my number.

Give us a call.

He's an idiot, but he's a good lad.

I'm sure he's fine.

You know Yayo.

Yeah, I do know Yayo.

Too fucking well.

Come on boys, get this shit out.

Day 36.

Riconium levels at 35%.

Subject is stable.

I'm worried, without a strong replacement for Riconium.

I'm gonna lose her.

We're outside.

I need that Riconium urgently.

I'm almost out here.

You wanna get off your ass

and open the fucking door and we'll bring it in.

Did you get the amount I asked for?

Don't worry about that.

Just make sure you've got my fucking money.

I've got your money.

I've got your money, mate.

Wanker.

Come on, lads!

You drop that thing again and I'll drop you.

Pick it up nobhead!

We're currently reporting live from outside

the Mosborough EBVI research facility in sector 14.

Where just a few hours ago

their entire supply of Reconium

was stolen by Dismemberers.

In a continued chain of similar raids,

hundreds have already been killed.

Our correspondent, Lisa Romero tried

to talk to Operative Lance Kaufman

earlier this morning

but the interview was cut shot.

And as far as we know...

What are you doing, man?

That's some important shit.

You miss me?

I tried to explain, it was an accident.

It was, you know?

Killing a couple of his fucking Scottish wankers?

It's how you play the game as far as I'm concerned.

Boss, we found this.

Where did you find this?

From Mosborough, out the labs.

Well aren't you good little boys, hey?

Well, aren't you gonna give us some money or what?

I'll give you the fucking change

outta that you little shit.

Little bastards.

What the fuck is it, boss?

Fuck knows.

Stick it with the rest of the shite.

I don't understand how this could have happened.

That room was sealed.

How'd they even get in?

The security teams said they came in through the fence

and the two that took were quite small.

Possibly children.

Well then how would they know what it was?

How would anyone know what it was?

None of this makes any sense.

Well, maybe this'll help.

The tracking device fitted to the canister is still live.

If this keeps flashing,

we know that no one's tried to open it up.

It's not good enough.

Right, I need you all to listen to me, please.

Attacliff Labs was also broken into just before us.

Now at the moment, we don't know why

these break-ins are happening

or what they're planning to do

with the Riconium they've stolen.

But all of that is now irrelevant.

I don't want anyone to panic,

but having conducted a thorough sweep of the building,

we know that they've managed to steal, Unit 11.

Where is he?

So this is it then, yeah?

You're back?

I didn't even leave.

Didn't leave?

You've been gone for five fucking days, Yayo.

What's that?

Yo! What the fuck are you doing with my shit?

Hey!

What are you doing, man?

I told you a thousand times,

don't ever bring drugs into Borough.

Fucking leave it.

What the fuck?

Do you know who that coke belonged to?

Do you think I give a fuck?

Well you should.

Well, I don't.

You sure about that, Wire?

Who? Barney boy's warlocks, try me!

A bit further south.

Even you're not that fucking stupid.

You really think I'd fucking lie about it?

You're trying to tell me

you brought that from Midland's cartel?

I wasn't planning you fucking burning it was I!

You daft bastard!

Get off me!

He started it!

Do you wanna know what he's done?

Get him out of my fucking face!

This is getting beyond a fucking joke, this.

Why is this taking so long?

Where is the bastard?

Well why don't you ask him to go about our money.

I'm not working for fuck all.

He's got a point though.

I don't give a fuck about his crippled wife.

If he doesn't show up soon, I'm gonna burn that bastard!

How long is it gonna go on for, David?

What you're doing is wrong.

How many people?

Taking other people's money.

Listen, the lab, it's almost finished.

I've started moving equipment in there already.

The cryo-amplifier, it's up and running.

I just need a bit more time and a bit more money.

Look at me.

I'm dying.

Don't say things like that.

You're gonna be fine.

It's about bloody time.

You still there?

Of course I'm still here, dickhead.

Where the fucking hell are you?

I'll meet you outside.

Look, there's obviously just been

some big misunderstanding.

We'd never fuck with cartels, you know that.

Well I don't know that, do I?

Especially when I've got one of your boys

coming down here and mugging me

out of 10 grands worth of my gear.

You've got three days before I find you

and change you for fucking life.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Friend of yours?

Barely, I met him on patrol this morning.

My name's Jarrod Simmons, I need your help.

Got that right.

Nah, it's all right, Wire man.

Just a bit stupid, that's all.

Well, when I'm getting phone calls

from certified gangsters

saying that they're gonna blow my fucking head off.

Stupid people sneaking up behind me

is something that I just don't need.

I'm sorry, but it's important.

Whatever it is, we're not interested.

We've got enough shit to sort out.

You'll have to ask someone else.

Like who?

I don't fucking know.

And in case you hadn't noticed,

we don't like you lot around sector 14.

So stop mithering me with your bullshit

and fucking do one.

Look, that were them.

Now they're gonna give us three days to get that money back

or they're gonna start sending cars to sector 14.

What are we gonna do then?

If I can just butt in.

Look, I've told you, we can't fucking help you, Jarrod.

But if you don't hear me out,

none of us will be here in three days.

It's important, it affects all of us.

10 grand.

Will you fucking stay out of this, Yayo?

You've caused enough problems this morning.

Go in the other room!

It makes sense, doesn't it?

I owe 10 grand to Midlands boys,

we might as well take this job and get it paid off.

We're not the fucking A-Team, Yayo.

We don't take jobs.

Well, we need to get the money up somehow.

This is all you've got?

We've got barrels and barrels of the stuff.

There isn't an endless supply, you know?

We've cleared the place, this is the lot.

My wife's dying here

and this is the only stuff that keeps her alive.

You think I'm gonna pull the plug?

You're just gonna have to look harder.

There isn't anymore Maeson!

And don't get mouthy with me,

telling me what I need to be doing

and what I don't need to be doing.

We've fucking fleeced every laboratory

from fucking here to Doncaster for you.

All the way to Doncaster.

That's nothing, look further.

And find me some more.

Right, then, Yayo.

Stop what you're doing and pay attention.

We need to go over these maps

so that none of your stray off course.

I don't see why I can't just take

one of the bikes and go on my own.

It'll be quicker than this shit.

Yayo, have you even looked

at how much petrol is left in those bikes.

You won't make it past sector 14.

Another reason why you shouldn't be driving

about all over like some dickhead.

And if I were you I'd start acting

like you actually wanna be part of this team

'cause at the minute, I feel like kicking you out.

All right, fucking hell.

Now, Triggy's marked out these sections

in the map called inferno's.

Large areas of woodland

that are patrolled by poachers.

They're hunters that track wanderers like you for fun

and if they see you, they will shoot to kill.

Do you understand?

Get up, I'm getting pissed off now.

Put that bloody phone down.

All right, I'm listening.

You all know where you're going?

Yayo's got a copy of maps on his phone to make sure.

So stick to them.

Don't be trying to take no daft shortcuts.

Is there a problem?

Yeah, you've already said all this shit last night.

Can we not just fucking get on with it?

Well, most of what I say

seems to go in one ear and out the other ear, don't it?

So we'll have to keep saying it

until people like you start listening.

So get fucking walking.

Day 37.

Diane is now stable.

Thanks to the Reconium that was collected yesterday.

Whilst in the labs, the Dismemberers

also found something else, a green canister.

And currently I've no idea what it is.

A need a closer look.

It's like some kind of super formula.

It can actually bond with living tissue.

I can actually see it replacing blood cells

and making them stronger.

It's incredible.

I've got it, it's ready.

Diane?

Diane!

Hello, boys and girls.

Welcome to a very, very special broadcast

of the local Icepick show.

With my very special guest David shithouse Maeson.

Get off me!

Get off me!

Get off!

No!

No!

I'm very sorry I couldn't be with you today.

And to be honest, I find watching

me mates getting the shit kicked out of them

as more of a spectator sport, you know?

I warned you, didn't I?

I told you what would happen if you didn't pay up.

Now I'm gonna leave you.

And I want you to think long and hard

about what you've made me do.

Lad's, show me the bird.

Back in a bit baby.

Yes, you will be damned.

Get the fuck away from her!

Well, well, well, Maeson.

You sly old dog.

You never mentioned she was a looker.

I wouldn't climb off her until

the neighbors complained about the fucking smell.

I'll get you your money.

See him there?

I think he's got something in his trousers

for your missus.

No!

No!

Get that fucking thing away from her!

Hey bollocks, don't tell my lads what to do.

What you have to remember, is this is your fault.

You brought this on yourself.

But I'm desperate.

She's my life, she's my world.

And that chemical, that chemical you brought yesterday.

I can save her.

I can save, I can save her life

You've gotta believe me.

I'll get all your money, all your money.

All right.

All right, I understand.

I know you're a good lad, Maeson.

And I know given the time you'll come through.

You don't have to play all these stupid games.

I believe you.

I understand.

Really?

No.

Why?

There's only one thing I can promise, Maeson.

You will be together forever.

That's all I fucking want.

Well why wait then, hey?

Do it!

Do it!

Wire's not happy with you, you know.

You think I don't know that?

He's barely said a word to me all morning.

I just wanna get this shit over and done with.

So he can shut up going on about it?

Have you seen how far we've gotta walk?

If we go the way that Wire says.

It's like fucking 40 miles.

Shut up!

This route that him and Triggy planned

goes the long way around.

Stick to the map, Yayo.

Look, there's a shortcut

straight through the woods there.

It'll get us there in half the time

and I know which way I'm going.

Do you even know the way?

Shut up and just follow me.

We'll be here al day talking about it.

Wait up!

Wire will never find out, will he?

Will he?

I don't know, man.

These woods are sketchy.

I thought you was on this shortcut?

The woods are dodgy.

It feels like we're being watched or something.

Phista, there is nobody watching you.

Chill out, Yayo.

Phista's right, there could be anyone in these woods.

Let's just stick to the path.

Oh, for fuck sake.

There is no one in these woods!

What kind of shooting is that?

My fucking gun jammed.

I'll jam you.

Yeah, we got three live ones

heading east to the inferno.

Right, this way people!

Come on, let's go after them.

Nah, nah, nah. The boys have got them.

Go on lads!

Fuck!

Oh, someone set off the rabbit.

Go check that out.

Eat that you fucking...

Oi!

Magnum!

I knew there was someone in these woods.

He never listens to me.

Yayo!

Yayo!

Shut the fuck up, shouting man.

Yayo!

Yayo, Yayo!

Stop fucking shouting!

Yo! Are you two okay?

Am I okay? Get the fuck here now!

Calm down, ya fucking idiot.

Oh fuck!

Exactly, now follow me.

I think I found a way out back up there.

That way, fucking go now.

Hunter's injured, at least three casualties.

We've had to pull back, it's a mess down here.

Fucking amateurs.

These aren't your average drifters, these.

Get Sax on radio, he's gonna want in on this.

Wait.

Is this your fucking idea of a fucking shortcut?

I'm sorry!

Are you thick or something.

Let's stick to the fucking plan.

I said I'm sorry, lads.

You do this all the time.

You're not the one in charge.

You're not the one who decides if I fucking die or not.

I'm sorry, lads.

I'm fucking sorry, lads.

I honesty didn't know.

I thought it would get us there quicker.

We're family.

Do you really think I'd have done anything

to purposely put us in trouble?

After all these fucking years,

you know I'd take bullet for either of you.

I'm fucking sorry, lad.

All right, Yayo.

Just don't do owt like that again.

My head can't deal with it.

It's like some kind of super formula,

it can actually bond with living tissue.

I can actually see it replacing blood cells

and making them stronger.

It's incredible.

I've run in and dashed this stick

straight into this guys head and that.

He were knocked out on the floor.

Blood seeping down his face...

Yayo, the canister's tracker's stopped responding.

It's been opened.

Jarrod's just fucking rang me.

Their head office in Russia have found out it's been stolen.

We've got less than 24 hours

before they launch a fucking airstrike.

Do you really think they're gonna launch a strike?

It's not a case of what I think, Yayo.

This is fucking happening now.

Right, okay so either way then, we're fucked.

I'm gonna meet you at Eastman Valley

at morning and we're gonna get it back together.

And get it back here before their bosses in Russia

have a chance to press any buttons

and do something stupid.

Check this, Siren's been going through

them files that Jarrod left.

And it turns ut this canister's

way more dangerous than we thought.

How do we get out of here?

What are you doing? get back in there.

Sit fucking tight...

I can't sit fucking tight.

Now get in and sort it!

Fuck the fucking lot of ya!

Unit 11's a top secret government bio-weapon.

They've been working on it for years.

No, one's supposed to know about it.

It's a super steroid, genetic enhancement.

All that bollocks.

Some full on "Universal Soldier" shit.

Look, whoever you are,

just take all you want and fuck off!

Maeson?

They've also found out that the last known location

of this canister is at the facility

of a guy called David Maeson.

I looked him up.

He's some ex-big time government scientist

that got fired after going mad

when he's wife got terminally ill.

And if he's got it,

it's not gonna be easy to get back.

If he's worked out the full potential of this canister,

then he's not just gonna wanna give it up to anyone.

And he's more than likely got a building full of guns

getting paid to make sure that we don't get it off him.

And if he's been exposed to it himself,

he's gonna be close to unstoppable.

You got the radio message, then?

Would I be here if I didn't?

This is gonna be interesting.

I'm gonna be setting off in a minute.

Siren's spent most the night

building me an electric bike.

So it'll get me about three quarters

of the way before battery runs out.

Remember, do not go in that facility until I get there.

I'll see you all soon.

That looks like the place.

Big factory in the middle of a valley.

That would do it.

I just thought there'd be a ton

of this Dismemberers here, look around you.

It's fucking dead.

And your point being?

Well, we could just wait until they come back

and bait this whole area up.

Or we could just go in now while it's quiet.

For fuck sake, Yayo.

What?

What you mean, what?

I'm just trying to make shit easier for everyone.

I can just go inside and get it quickly.

No way.

I am not doing another fucking Yayo plan.

Look what happened yesterday.

Yes, yesterday was my fault.

I fully admit that.

And if the building wasn't unguarded,

I wouldn't even be entertaining the idea of going inside.

I don't know, Yayo.

It was me that goes into this situation.

I want to be the person to get us out.

Just let me put this right.

Run!

Run!

Come on, lads, let's go.

Freeze!

Fucking drop it now.

Canister, now!

I won't fucking ask again.

Will someone tell me why, he's got one of our men?

I'll snap his neck, I swear to God.

Well do it, then, big man.

Then what?

Someone just ran off with my canister.

If I don't get it back...

Yeah I know, three of them.

I've got trackers on them already.

So let him go, we'll start again.

And I might help you get this canister back.

Did we lose him?

That was close, wasn't it?

I'm so fucking tired of running.

And I've dropped me bastard hat!

All that matters now is getting home.

I've got the canister.

Wire's gonna be buzzing.

So this is it then, yeah?

Silent treatment all the way home?

What'd you want me to say, I'm worried.

Fuck that guy, I'm not scared of him.

Yeah, you look it, you idiot.

I'm going for a piss.

He's right you know.

Well, it's done now, innit?

You really should ring Wire and tell him.

Yeah, I will do.

Actually, why don't you ring him?

No battery.

How long's it gonna take, lad?

Probably trying to find it.

Phista!

Phista!

Freeze, don't fucking move.

Run!

Get him!

Phista!

How the fuck could we have lost him?

Oi!

Get him!

Shit!

Go back that way.

Wire, where are you?

I'm on the way to meet your lot, why?

Listen mate, I fucked up.

I can't explain it over the phone.

I need to meet you now.

What are you on about now, you?

Put Magnum on.

We passed the factory about a mile back

near Crystal Lake Reservoir.

Just meet me there in ten minutes.

Ah, what the fuck have you done now, Yayo?

I can't explain it over the phone!

Sorry, Wire.

Yayo!

Oh, for fuck sakes!

My phone, my phone.

Oh, no battery!

Fuck's sake!

Wire, just listen to me.

I can help.

You can help?

It's because of you and your fucking about

that we're here in the first place.

It's because of you we had to leave Sector 14.

It's because of you,

that now Phista is probably fucking dead.

I can't do it anymore, man.

I can't take it, Yayo, you're done.

Now just do us all a favor and fuck off!

But where will I go?

You've never had a problem vanishing.

I'm sure you'll find someone else's life

to fucking jeopardize.

I will not fucking tell you again!

Fuck off!

I thought I fucking told you to stay still.

Look, you can make this so much easier on yourself

if you just call your boys and get the canister back.

I get it.

You don't wanna crash your boys up, I get that.

This ain't personal.

But the guy who wants his canister,

from what I've just seen after meeting him,

he's not gonna stop 'til he's got it in his hands.

You know when I said, call me if you need help?

This isn't exactly what I had in mind.

You didn't have to come Triggy.

Didn't have to bring two of our cars either, did I?

You can always walk home, Wire.

Look, that old north side entrance is been guarded.

Phista's being captured somewhere inside

and I don't know where Magnum is.

What about Yayo?

Don't worry about him.

So it's just us three?

Two minutes ago,

one of my guys on the inside just informed me

that Russian army has released military jets

and they seem to be heading towards the United Kingdom.

For all my listeners out there,

I need you to provide me with a little...

Am I glad to see you.

It's found him.

Watch my fingers.

Fuck!

He's fucking escaped, sound the alarms now!

Go, go, go, to the roof!

Keep that fucker going

I'm getting the truck.

Can you not hear that now?

What?

Oh, nowt, nowt, nowt.

Just a fucking was kicking off!

Now get about!

Go, go, go, move in!

That doesn't belong to you, does it?

You fucking bastard!

Now you turn up?

Cop for him.

Careful, he's a wriggly little cunt that one.

I've got it.

Don't fucking move.

What should we do with him?

Kill the cunt.

Magnum?

Magnum.

Don't lose it this time.

Wait up!

Wait up!

Wait up!

About time.

The fucks he doing here?

He just stopped me from getting smashed.

Yeah, it looks like he did.

Wire, I owe him my life.

I found him.

Jarrod, you need to work fast.

We don't have much time.

Standing by, target is inbound.

Jarrod, man, you're gonna get yourself killed.

If we don't disarm that canister

we're all gonna get killed.

Head office have found out what's happening...

Jarrod, please, we need an update.

Valentina, we haven't got much longer.

They're giving us 30 minutes

and then they're gonna fire the first warhead.

I can hear, I'm just trying to think of something...

We've found them

Send the fucking boys now, send the fucking boys now!

Fuck!

Oh, fucking hell, Jarrod.

Jarrod, stay with me!

We're out of position.

Jarrod, Jarrod come in, do you copy?

I think he's dead, man.

You think I don't fucking know that, Yayo.

Jarrod, are you there?

We've lost contact.

You've got to hold off the airstrike.

Jet's already inbound.

No, I understand that but there are innocent people here.

Well, Wire, what's next?

Well?

Can we do this or not?

Siren, we need eyes in all directions.

Head to your highest vantage point possible

and keep us covered.

Phista, Trigger, Magnum,

I need you all on ground level with me.

We gotta keep these hunters busy as long as possible.

And Yayo...

Ill do anything, man.

Yayo!

You want me to forget about what you've done?

Just get us that canister back.

Come on!

Phista!

Magnum, Spread out!

Yayo, the canister!

Now!

You're not going anywhere.

Go, go, go!

Phista!

Magnum!

See, that's what we do!

Right, you, take cover up on that ridge.

You, just fucking do something useful and

get me fucking...

Look, I just want the canister.

Want my canister do ya?

Why does every cunt want to take what's mine?

Shit!

I know why you wanted the canister.

You don't know nothing.

I see what they did to her.

Think about it, look around.

You think she would have wanted this?

Magnum!

It ends here.

Are we winning?

Come on, we need to go.

There's nowhere left to go.

approaching target.

T-minus five minutes.

Everyone, quiet.

Loud and clear.

We've got it.

And Jarrod's bag but none of us

have a fucking clue how to disarm it.

We have the canister, repeat, we have the canister.

Lads, I need you to do something.

Listen, I'm gonna stick you on headset to Siren.

Now she can't speak so she's not

gonna be able to answer you back but trust me

she's best chance we've got of getting this sorted.

Okay, I will explain the process step by step.

Please listen very carefully.

You should see a blue chemical, remove the stopper

and pour exactly half of it into the empty measuring valve.

Be very careful,

it does not come into contact with you or anything else.

Next, take the pink formula

and add further 10 milliliters into the valve.

The final component you will add

will cause an instant chemical reaction.

Mixed correctly, the whole thing will turn black.

If it's not mixed correctly, it will stay green.

And we'll have no way of disarming it.

30 seconds to target.

She's done it, she's done it.

Call the fucking jets off.

We've done it, we've done it.

It's been disarmed.

Unit 11 has been neutralized.

Abort mission, I repeat, abort mission.

Returning back to base.

Where you going?

Wait up, lad.

Did you not hear all that gunfire?

Them three are still out there.

Fuck!

Fuck, Yayo, stupid bastard!

Siren!

An official statement

has been given today regarding

the recent incident at the sector 14 research facility.

Director, Louis Banks, denies all rumors

of any possible chemical weapons...

Rumors of possible chemical weapons

programs being conducted...

Spotted entering the Island's

coastline have now been confirmed

as a result of a training exercise.

Their occupied facilities

have established a purely...

He also confirmed that the EDVI

have no involvement in any bioengineering technology,

military medical experiments

or the rumored chemical enhancement program.

Chemical enhancement program

known as Unit 11.

I can't believe you stole that truck.

Suits ya.

It'd suit me a lot better though.

I feel a lot safer with Siren driving to be honest.

Yeah, if I was driving it

there wouldn't be a little robot riding shotgun.

How you feeling?

Yeah, sound.

Did you phone the cartel?

Tell them why it's took so long.

Yeah, well they're not happy.

You know they're probably gonna kill me right.

They're gonna try.

I know what they're like.

I also know how good you are at not dying

when people shoot ya.

Something tells me this isn't the last time

you're gonna piss me off.

So don't drive too fast, will ya?

Why?

Well, we don't know where we're going, do we?

You're actually coming with me?

Do you really think we're gonna let you

drive down here on your own.

You just took a bullet for me Yayo,

I'm not that much of a cunt.

Just look after that money.

This is gonna be fun.

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