It's a Plan
NW3: "Just stay there and chill, m'kay?!"
"Oh shit! P-please, we're just workers, we're---"
NW3: "Dead if you run, trust me! I mean I ain't implying that I'm gonna waste your ass, anyone else on the squad will do that!"
"N-no! Don't kill us! We'll stay, we'll--"
NW3: "You need to chill, m'kay?! I know you're scared! We're all scared, it's the human condition! Why'd you think I'm wearing body armor and have an automatic weapon!? Now CHILL!!"
NW2: "I don't think yelling is gonna relax them...."
NW3: "No, but they listen!"
NW1: "....there. SAM's disabled and should be off the sensors. Would be better if I could reprogram it to shoot down that laser drone...."
NW3: "Or the rest of the squad....or Sergeant Slaughter....."
NW2: "....who?"
NW3: "That piece of shit commander of ours. Files said he's called Sergeant Slaughter."
NW1: "....you read the files for once?"
NW3: "The drive here was long and SOMEONE spilled bovril on my DS! Who the fuck drinks Bovril?"
NW2: "Drink this."
NW1: "Sergeant Slaughter....only one fuckface in the agency would go with a name like that...."
NW3: "Hate the blonde Ryan Gosling-lookin' fucktard so much. When this is over who wants to figure out where his house is and circle jerk all over his pillow?"
NW2: "Yo."
NW1: "Hell, I'm up for it."
NW3: "Holy shit, you NEVER wanna do anything with us."
NW1: "They never involve inconveniencing our commanding officers."
NW2: "Speaking of, uncle, what are we gonna do about the commander here?"
NW1: "Well, we gotta get him off this tower somehow...only a matter of time before he takes these SAMs and points 'em downward."
NW2: "And he's already royally screwed the workers here."
NW3: "You think he's dumb enough to go charging if we point and say "there's Bloodfall!!'?"
NW2: "Maybe. Shithead has a helluva grudge...."
NW3: "We already hauled up enough kaboom to blow a hole in Cheyenne Mountain. We gather up some of it in a nice pile, lead him to it, and BAM! No way regeneration can work when you're nothing but dust."
NW1: "So we're just gonna....lead him into a pile of explosives?"
NW3: "A pile where he'll think Bloodfall will be. Think of it as a really loud version of a box held up with a stick."
NW2: "Hell, I'm up for it. If anything for just seeing that asshole blow up."
NW1: "You really think the Cyborg is dumb enough to mistaken a pile of bombs for his mortal enemy?..."
NW3: "Dude, he ain't smart. We've been around his scary ass long enough to know. C'mon, it's a plan."
NW1: "A stupid plan....but I can't think of anything better. Where's this stockpile?..."
It's a Plan
NW3: "Just stay there and chill, m'kay?!"
"Oh shit! P-please, we're just workers, we're---"
NW3: "Dead if you run, trust me! I mean I ain't implying that I'm gonna waste your ass, anyone else on the squad will do that!"
"N-no! Don't kill us! We'll stay, we'll--"
NW3: "You need to chill, m'kay?! I know you're scared! We're all scared, it's the human condition! Why'd you think I'm wearing body armor and have an automatic weapon!? Now CHILL!!"
NW2: "I don't think yelling is gonna relax them...."
NW3: "No, but they listen!"
NW1: "....there. SAM's disabled and should be off the sensors. Would be better if I could reprogram it to shoot down that laser drone...."
NW3: "Or the rest of the squad....or Sergeant Slaughter....."
NW2: "....who?"
NW3: "That piece of shit commander of ours. Files said he's called Sergeant Slaughter."
NW1: "....you read the files for once?"
NW3: "The drive here was long and SOMEONE spilled bovril on my DS! Who the fuck drinks Bovril?"
NW2: "Drink this."
NW1: "Sergeant Slaughter....only one fuckface in the agency would go with a name like that...."
NW3: "Hate the blonde Ryan Gosling-lookin' fucktard so much. When this is over who wants to figure out where his house is and circle jerk all over his pillow?"
NW2: "Yo."
NW1: "Hell, I'm up for it."
NW3: "Holy shit, you NEVER wanna do anything with us."
NW1: "They never involve inconveniencing our commanding officers."
NW2: "Speaking of, uncle, what are we gonna do about the commander here?"
NW1: "Well, we gotta get him off this tower somehow...only a matter of time before he takes these SAMs and points 'em downward."
NW2: "And he's already royally screwed the workers here."
NW3: "You think he's dumb enough to go charging if we point and say "there's Bloodfall!!'?"
NW2: "Maybe. Shithead has a helluva grudge...."
NW3: "We already hauled up enough kaboom to blow a hole in Cheyenne Mountain. We gather up some of it in a nice pile, lead him to it, and BAM! No way regeneration can work when you're nothing but dust."
NW1: "So we're just gonna....lead him into a pile of explosives?"
NW3: "A pile where he'll think Bloodfall will be. Think of it as a really loud version of a box held up with a stick."
NW2: "Hell, I'm up for it. If anything for just seeing that asshole blow up."
NW1: "You really think the Cyborg is dumb enough to mistaken a pile of bombs for his mortal enemy?..."
NW3: "Dude, he ain't smart. We've been around his scary ass long enough to know. C'mon, it's a plan."
NW1: "A stupid plan....but I can't think of anything better. Where's this stockpile?..."