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and return to a harmonious world.

What's your name?

We will be assisting HQ in finding Pandora's pistil

Nobody's forcing you to go.

Command Center, pistil scanning complete.

But it doesn't mean you're doing great.

The virus triggered its self-defense mechanism,

Connor! Connor! Connor, wake up!

Go take a look.

[heavy breaths]

[015 pilot] Copy!

-Come on! -[girl cries]

It's on the plane.

This was planned. It wasn't an accident!

"We write the ending of our own stories."

I have entered the pistil.

You'd better hang in there.

Just the truck? Are you that cheap?

Then help me find the answer.

then entered a state of hibernation.

[machines whirring]

Looks almost as we thought it would be.

[Pansy whimpers] No.

Where's Lincoln?

[Skunk] Pansy is a tough one!

including my own daughter,

Location, Victoria Hospital.

Connor! Get out of there!

[grunting, panting]

The order today…

[Tyler] I'm out of ammo.

Am I making myself clear?

I'm running out of juice.

We just need to locate them first, then the mission goes on.

Whitie and I will wait for you to come back.

I'll beat the hell out of you!

[woman] Here. Over here!

I'll go take a look.

-And… -What else?

[Tyler] Look after Pansy.

if we cannot locate the pistil,

Food stamps for four years. I have them now.

We lost contact with ACU.

-[screams] -[gunshots]

What if this mission fails? Do you have a backup plan?

Throw it away! Hurry! Throw it away!

[Connor] Pulse bomb, reload! Two more! Full load!

That's why the operation must succeed before the second storm.

[Tyler] Command Center, confluence point is found.