Metal Gear Solid 3: Enter the Patriots
Chapter 8
How did the terrorist organization here get their hands on a billion dollar war birds. Unless the USA been auctioning off spare F-117As. They got about a hundred or so right? Nah... This jet was a black project all through the late seventies and early eighties, it had to be stolen. That didn't make sense to Snake either, the F-117A hangar bays were easily found, but to get them running you would have to know the 128 bit encryption code, which isn't easy to crack. So, it would take a team of math genius to figure it out. Did this terrorist group have such resources?
Snake shrugged it of and kept moving on. The F-117 was sitting in the middle of the hold, and the room seemed to revolve out of it. How would this thing be able to take off? Snake notice the lift platform in which it was sitting on and immediately knew how. He looked upward and could see what looked like a retractable roof.
"That's how..." Snake said to himself.
He just remembered he passed through that confirmed he was considerably deep underwater. But how deep.....
Snake thoughts were cut off by a patrolling guard in which he easily evaded. He followed it by a quick flip, and a fierce punch to the abdomen of the guard, which knocked him out immediately. Snake instinctively searched him, finding what looked like an elevator lift key, which he pocketed just in case he needed it.
The lone warrior looked around the room, searching for an exit. He could find none...
"How the hell do I get out of here...?"
The only way in or out appeared to be the way he came in. Snake would not be fooled so easily, there was another way out, and he would find it.
"The lift!" Snake told himself.
He wondered why he hadn't thought that immediately. Oh well... Sometimes common sense was too simple, and human beings tended to think complicated at the wrong times. It's the reason most scientists lack common sense, they tend to be more deeply focused on their experiments. Pretty much ruins their sex lives...heh. Snake chuckled to himself.
Snake walked up to the lift in which Nighthawk was settled. On the other side was a panel, which he opened and inserted the lift key. A blue glow emulated from a mini screen on the lift. Then a computerised voiced began to speak.
"Catwalk Junction execute?" The feminine voice said mechanically
"Catwalk Junction?" Snake said aloud.
"Confirmed, Catwalk Junction." It responded
Several locks could be heard depressing, followed by a 4 foot gate which surrounded the area around the lift. There was a loud churning noise below which abruptly ended with the moving of the lift.
"Catwalk...Junction....? What could that be.." Snake asked himself aloud.
He thought again for a minute as the lift moved slowly towards it predetermined destination.
"Maybe Otacon might know something....."
Snake contacted his asset via codec.
Otacon: "Yes, Snake?"
Snake: "Otacon, I remember you saying you couldn't give me recon on all parts of the buildings via nanomachines because of some blocking."
Otacon: "Yes...I remember, so?"
Snake: "My current location, can you pick anything up?"
Otacon: "Gimme a sec...."
Otacon trailed off, and Snake could hear that rhythm of keys of a keyboard being stroked as if by an expert typist. A few moments passed before Otacon beckoned a gesture.
Otacon: "Aha!"
Snake: "Hmm, you got something?"
Otacon: "Yes, well....yes."
Snake: "Huh? What is it?"
Otacon: "Well, I'm picking up the lift you are on....the system says it goes to Hangar bay C, and Catwalk Junction...."
Snake: "The lift computer said something along the lines of Catwalk Junction..."
Otacon: "I'd figured that where it's headed. My only problem is the Hangar bay C...."
Snake: "Well, I'm standing next to a F-117A, dunno what its doing here."
Otacon: "F-117A!?"
Snake: "Yeah, guess the Americans security ain't so tight."
Otacon: "Or it could mean something else, I'll keep looking."
Snake: "Also, look into how I can make my way into Hangar bay C, just in case there is a dead end at this Catwalk Junction area ahead."
Otacon: "Right Snake."
The conversation ended, but the lift ride was still in process.