Ryder lit his cigar, the flame surrounded his face in a very dimly lit garage, he was grinning as he chomped down and took a few short puffs. I'll try and make this short, as I can tell you are all very busy people. He blew a cloud of smoke into the air as he cracked open a folder with some pages and pictures inside it. Im pretty sure youve never heard of the Dirty Thirty, they mainly operate out of the shithole that used to be san diego, but they are steadily becoming more of a problem. Simply put, I want you to kill all of them, all 28 of them, I managed to clip 2 of them myself in texas, wasnt easy though, even when they arent all together in a huge pack they usually travel in groups of at least 8.
Ryder threw down a design of a frame with some basic info sheets with it:
Ryder squinted his eyes as he took a long drag from his cigar and glanced at the 6 pilots in front of him.
Dont look so fucking scared, all their frames are like this and they suck, I took down two with no trouble whatsoever. They are weight class 5 frames all armed with a pistol a sub and a crappy out of date mark 2 sword, you should be able to tear through these so called 'freedom fighters'
Ryder walked over to a clip board that was shrouded in darkness, only slightly illuminated by his half smoked cigar, he switched on a nearby lamp and revealed a map on the clipboard.
Okay this is quite simple, at 10pm tonight, all 28 of these shit heads will be raiding an ethus depo thats about 80 miles away from here, except its not a real depo, its a trap I set up so I could get all of the fish in one barrel. I dont care how you do it, but I want all of them dead before 6 am tommorow, the reward is 450,000 credits which you can divide amongst yourselves. Its 5:34 so you can all take stock and get to know each other here for an hour then you need to be out of this garage because these 7 CVFs are sure to be attracting attention, so get 'strategizing'
Ryder began to stroll towards his Frame and take and run tests on his laptop on the other side of the garage, while the 6 strangers got to know each other.
Ryder threw down a design of a frame with some basic info sheets with it:
Ryder squinted his eyes as he took a long drag from his cigar and glanced at the 6 pilots in front of him.
Dont look so fucking scared, all their frames are like this and they suck, I took down two with no trouble whatsoever. They are weight class 5 frames all armed with a pistol a sub and a crappy out of date mark 2 sword, you should be able to tear through these so called 'freedom fighters'
Ryder walked over to a clip board that was shrouded in darkness, only slightly illuminated by his half smoked cigar, he switched on a nearby lamp and revealed a map on the clipboard.
Okay this is quite simple, at 10pm tonight, all 28 of these shit heads will be raiding an ethus depo thats about 80 miles away from here, except its not a real depo, its a trap I set up so I could get all of the fish in one barrel. I dont care how you do it, but I want all of them dead before 6 am tommorow, the reward is 450,000 credits which you can divide amongst yourselves. Its 5:34 so you can all take stock and get to know each other here for an hour then you need to be out of this garage because these 7 CVFs are sure to be attracting attention, so get 'strategizing'
Ryder began to stroll towards his Frame and take and run tests on his laptop on the other side of the garage, while the 6 strangers got to know each other.