Chapter 1: Kept you waiting, huh? (3/5)
I'm taking everyone out for a ride
I promise it won't take long
It's such a silly disguise that you're hiding behind
But don't take it wrong
The sun was burning hot and the light was bright as he sat down on the vehicle that was transporting him to his destination. He was wearing the disguise that was composed of black combat fatigues and a tactical vest in the color dark gray, with the addition of a military issued Sneaking Suit underneath that was given to him by the Drebins. Snake detested it due to how much of a downgrade it was in comparison to previous designs. But that was mostly because most prefer exoskeletons or cybernetic enhancements instead.
I know the time and the space that you need
It's blurry but I'll get on
At that moment, he was posing as Esau Chernobog. An unremarkable man with an unremarkable military career. He had a black balaclava to hide his face alongside ballistic goggles that had black lenses on it that were equipped with an upgraded version of the Solid Eye System, he was also wearing dog tags on his neck with his fake name on it.
It's getting hard to tell day from a day
Just say it and I move on
He was listening to a song that he had on his personal playlist, which was connected to the Codec that he received in order to communicate with the Drebins. Who will be giving him support on this mission.
But give me an answer
Just give me an answer
Give me an answer
Give me an answer
Moving his head to the right, he saw the man that he is supposed to be aiding in its protection. Dr. Langdon, a man that seemed to be completely focused on the task that he came to accomplish. He was holding a notebook, writing several things down with a pen. He was wearing a simple looking suit in a dark gray color without a tie, black dress shoes and a cheap looking watch. For what I seem so far, Dr. Langdon seems like a focused individual with preference for simplicity. That was his initial impression of Dr. Langdon.
A simple response would make this okay
It's foggy but what do you want
I'll keep running the faces and places
Remind me of who you are
Snake was able to join in on the ride due to arriving at the same time as Dr. Langdon. The two did not exchange any words other than mild pleasantries, not that either really cared about such a thing.
You give me an answer
You give me an answer
Right now, they were on their way to meet the rest of the team. Hopefully, to get more information about the location that they will be going and the conditions behind this so-called deal to allow Dr. Langdon's investigation. Snake honestly thinks that there is more to the story and he is eager to find out what he will be dealing with.
Give me an answer
You give me an answer
Just give me an answer
The whole business with the pandemic was something that gave him an air of oddity and suspicion, especially since both himself and White Fox had felt the symptoms of it, but recovered the day after.
Give me an answer
Give me an answer
You give me an answer
Strangely, Snake wasn't able to find a single case of the patient actually recovering afterwards like the two of them did. So it gives him the impression that something connected to their encounter with Guy Savage may have something to do with their recovery.
You give me an answer
You give me an answer
Snake had too many questions but little to no prospects for an answer. But he has a feeling that he might get some at the end of this.
Give me an answer
Give me an answer
"Arriving shortly at LZ." The pilot informed them.
Both Dark Snake and Dr. Langdon, were both inside of a helicopter that was taking them to a building where they were supposed to meet with the Panther Patrol Team 03. As soon as the song that he was listening to ended, the pilot proceeded to land on the heliport of the building. Dr. Langdon, closed his notebook and placed it inside his coat as soon as the landing was done.
I guess it's time to fully embrace the facade. Snake thought as he stood up from his seat in order to open the helicopter's door for Dr. Langdon.
The building that they landed on didn't seem to be of any importance and Snake could see that they were relatively far away from the rest of the city.
Probably intentional, since this is supposed to be a secret operation.
Once Dr. Langdon exited the helicopter, he noticed two individuals standing at the door that to the inside. The individuals were John Turner and Joanna Silverburgh. Walking behind the Doctor, the two approached the members of Panther Patrol Team 03.
"Dr. Langdon," James Turner immediately greeted the Doctor as they got close. Snake took the opportunity to make some observations on the individual. His uniform was untucked, the sleeves were rolled all the way up and he had his collar lifted, he was wearing a very expensive watch on his left wrist and there was also a necklace with golden gloves on his neck, he also had a couple of tattoos on his muscular arms. One on his forearm of a Lion's head, one on his right bicep of a skull and on a full tattoo on his left arm that resembled tribal symbols. "I'm John Turner, former Navy Seal and the former Heavyweight Boxing Champion of the world." He introduced himself while unnecessarily presenting his credentials "I'm the commander of the Team in charge of your escort and protection." Snake then noticed that his sidearm was a revolver, a Taurus Judge by the simple fact that there are .410 bore shells, one of the smallest caliber of shotgun shell, in the bullet loops of his holster. Also because he identified with his Solid Eye.
"Hello." The Doctor replied bluntly. "Are the preparations for the trip taken care of?" He was clearly eager to begin his investigation, which was a good sign in Snake's opinion.
"Almost, but there is one detail that requires your attention." John replied to Dr. Langdon. "Follow me." That sounded more like an order than anything else.
With that, Commander Turner and Dr. Langdon moved towards the door, completely ignoring the girl and the young man with his face covered. Though the Commander did signal the girl towards him, Snake couldn't help but notice that he had an expression of annoyance on his face.
By the little I saw, I got the impression that John Turner is some kind of show-off. Snake noticed that the improper way that he was wearing his uniform, seemed to be for the sole purpose of highlighting the things about him that he wants people to notice. Like his expensive jewelry, his tattoos and his muscles. He also seems to be a little pretentious. He got that impression due to the way he unnecessarily mentioned that he was a former Navy Seal and a former heavyweight boxing champion.
"Ummm... You must be Esau." Joanna Silverburgh, who was simply standing there, approached Snake believing that he was a Rookie. "I'm Joanna, welcome." She extended her hand to him.
"Nice to meet you, Joanna." Snake shaked her hand politely.
It has been sometime since he last saw Joanna. She was the spitting image of her mother with the sole difference being her blond hair, which she inherited from her father. The last time he saw her, she was a shy and very awkward girl with very weak posture and a weak profile, she was also very clumsy and had a tendency of tripping a lot. Right now, she really doesn't seem to have changed much, the only difference he sees it's her hair, which was very short in a pixie cut , probably in an attempt to seem more professional or tough. It didn't work, in Snake's opinion, it just made her look less attractive and nothing else since the cut really didn't suit her.
"I'm supposed to take you to the room where we will be receiving the briefing of the mission." She informed him while pointing at the same door that the Commander and the Doctor passed through. "If you please follow me." Snake decided to look at her for a bit in order to try to analyze her in a way. Her uniform was as proper as possible, unlike her commander's, but he noticed a very small detail on her vest. A "to let the world be" patch, right where her heart is located. Is that a reason for that, or did you just like the patch. Snake asked himself as he followed the blond woman.
The two descended down some stairs until the highest floor of the building that they were in. The place was quite full with lots of people moving around, Snake didn't know what this building was supposed to be, but he assumed it to be some type of company or something similar, but he failed to understand why they were meeting there. Eventually, he and Joanna arrived at a room that looked like some type of meeting room. There was a big table in the middle , a projector screen in the wall and a few plastic plants around. According to some of the information that I gathered, Spain has a very rigid regulation when it comes to technology. The reason for that, was because of a terrorist that caused five long years of terror using advanced technology in several different regions of Spain, so they had the strange idea to basically forbade most kinds of technologies in general. Snake himself thinks that it was a little bit of a overkill, but the damage that was caused by this terrorist was very severe, so it was probably a decision out of fear. Most annoying part... Raiden was the one that killed this terrorist and now, I can't even ask him how the fight was. Since there were no records of it other than the report that a hired mercenary killed him.
"Take a seat, the rest of the crew will be here soon." Joanna politely instructed him before signalling him to take a seat.
"Excuse me." Snake moved towards the seat that was the farthest away from the projector. I really hope we aren't prohibited from using certain kinds of technology, I will use it anyway but I would rather not have to do it in secret. Because that would probably complicate the situation.
Joanna also took a seat, it was the seat that was the closest to the projector. She then pulled out her handgun, apparently to inspect it. I guess she inherited her mother's taste for impractical weapons. That was Snake's opinion when he saw her choice for a sidearm. It was an AMT Automag V, a large single action semi-automatic pistol. AMT Automag V was designed to fire a .50 caliber cartridge, notably .50 Action Express. It had built-in compensator ports in the barrel to assist in keeping muzzle rise to tolerable levels. Furthermore, it was designed to hold a 5-round magazine and made primarily of cast stainless steel. Low capacity, high recoil, unnecessarily heavy, and downright impractical. He listed everything that was wrong with her choice of weapon. Considering that her mother had a preference for the Desert Eagle, I can't say that I'm surprised. But he genuinely thinks that the Desert Eagle was slightly better than the gun that she was carrying.
Despite his concerns due to being friends of the family, Snake stayed quiet since he had to pose as a Rookie who had never seen her before. As he observed as she slowly inspected the magazine of the hand, though by the expression that she was making, that was more out of an uncertainty rather than being meticulous. Looking through the window, he noticed that the city of Madri was strange. There was a certain dreadfulness to it, that was quite similar to what he was feeling in New York City. I don't think this feeling is supposed to be good, something strange is going on in the city, and I really don't know if I want to know what it is or not.
"Umm..." Joanna awkwardly called his attention. "I need to warn you of something." She said after Snake moved his head to look at her.
"Yes?"
She took a deep breath before speaking. "This team is... a little... problematic and," Snake was already informed about the team's flaws by the Drebins, so he was already prepared to deal with them if it comes to that. "They were really against a fifth member coming along, so I really apologize if they act rude or condescending towards you."
"I accept your apology, and I was already informed of the team's troubling reputation beforehand." He informed her politely. "But I appreciate your warning anyway." I was already not expecting much, but her warning somehow lowered my already low expectations. Snake thought as he uses the Solid Eye System on his goggles to analyze her to check her current state. Her body temperature is elevated, her heart rate is above average and she was sweating quite a bit. That was the result of his analysis. It could be simply nervousness but I must keep an eye on her in case. Snake thought, since their parents were friends, he feels like he should do that.
Suddenly, they heard the door of the room that they were in, it was another member of the team. Tony Ingram. I was able to get some information from Sunny about him. According to her, Tony is a very talented individual, actually matching her skills, but this talent gets completely sidelined by his hypersensitivity to criticism and tendency of completely ignoring instructions to do whatever he wants. That explanation alone already gave him a good profile on the individual.
"Is this the rookie?" Tony asked Joanna. Snake observed the individual and noticed that his outfit completely covered his body in a somewhat meticulous way so no amount of skin would appear, he also noticed that he was wearing a helmet that seemed custom made, he actually identified several features in it with his Solid Eye. It seemed like a customized version of the helmet used by the Inquisition. The Inquisition is an extinct group of outlaws that were able to breach into several systems with the use of an strange A.I. Sadly, Snake didn't know much about it since most of the information got lost and the only one that could actually ask about it, was dead.
"Yes, ummm... Esaú, this is Tony Ingram." Joanna introduced him. "Tony, thi-"
"I told you to not call me, Tony." He interrupted Joanna as she spoke.
"Oh, umm... I'm sorry, it's ju-" Joanna tried to speak but she got interrupted again.
"You will call me, Ingram." The long haired individual said it with a lot of hostility while he pointed his finger into his face. "Get that through your thick head before I make you regret it." That was obviously a threat. Snake couldn't help but notice that he also had a wrist-mounted data terminal that also seemed custom made. He also noticed that he had a machine pistol in his holster, a Beretta 93R to be more precise.
"I... ummm..." Joanna was visibly frightened by his hostile tone. "It w-won't happen again."
"It better not happen again, now sit your ass down and don't say another word." He ordered her. "And you." Then he shifted his attention towards Snake. "I don't know why the bloody hell we were forced to bring you along into this, so I'm just going to warn you to not get in our way because this one is already a dead weight and the last thing we need is another one." Ingram said that to Snake as rudely as he could, and his words clearly hurted Joanna.
Snake already disliked the individual, but he needed to maintain the image of Rookie. "Don't worry about me, I don't plan on standing in the way of the team, sir." He spoke politely.
"Good, your background is incredibly unremarkable but that is a very high quality Solid Eye system, so I will assume that you know your way around tech." Ingram made a good observation, Snake's knowledge of tech was decent but it paled in comparison to his uncle Hal or his wife.
"My knowledge is decent, I know my way around most tech." I learned quite a lot from Sunny.
"It doesn't matter, just don't get in my way." Ingram disregarded what he just said. "Where's the commander?" He asked Joanna, who was with her head down.
"Ummm... He..." Joanna seemed to be having difficulty speaking, which Snake actually saw that it was because of what appeared to be a stomach pain.
"Speak up already!" Ingram demanded.
"Commander Turner is currently having a word with Dr. Langdon, Ms. Silverburgh was giving me some extra information about the mission. " Snake decided to speak up since Joanna was clearly in pain and Ingram was making it worse.
"Fine, but here's a word of advice, keep your mouth shut until someone actually speaks with you, Rookie." Ingram responded in a very condescending tone. "If any of you sees the commander, tell him that I need to talk to him asap." With that, Tony Ingram left the two of them alone in the room to apparently go do something that Snake could only theorize that it had nothing to do with the mission.
Condescending, aggressive, slight arrogance and needlessly rude. That was Snake's initial opinion of Tony Ingram, despite his repulsive personality however, Snake actually believes that he does have the skills necessary, which is why he may be worth putting up with.
"Ahhh..." Suddenly, Joanna grunted in pain while touching her stomach. "Ummm... E-excuse me..." She said to him before she stood up and ran out of the room. Her father suffered from irritable bowel syndrome and by the looks of it, it's hereditary, but she should be able to suppress it with Nanomachines. He took note of that small detail.
With him now alone in the room, all that he could do was wait. Honestly, as first impressions go, this team has proven to be particularly problematic and thinking that wouldn't affect the mission in any meaningful way would be being delusional. Snake can now understand why he was hired to pose as a Rookie, despite not seeing this team in action yet, his expectations are considerably low. He has to maintain this facade until the mission ends or until he receives new orders, so he will have to mostly give basic support for the team. I'm going to contact the Drebins once I arrive at the town where this strange pandemic originated from, hoping that they would have some additional information.
Snake was planning on sitting tight, until he heard a loud noise coming from the corridor. "Huh?" Standing up from his chair, he slowly moved towards the door that he came in, only to peek outside and realize that the corridor was now empty, which was strange since it was quite crowded when he passed through there earlier. Stepping outside slowly, Snake utilized his Solid Eye to try to get some type of trace, but found absolutely nothing. What is going on? He asked himself. But then, a strange noise was heard by the Mercenary, causing him to point his assault rifle at the direction of the noise. Taking slow steps to see what that noise was supposed to be, he reached the end of the corridor and turned to his left, which was where he saw someone standing in front of a window.
The individual in question was Salvatore Brown. The last member of the Panther Patrol Team 03. His uniform was the same as everyone else with no alteration, the only difference is that he was wearing a dark brown Campaign hat on his head, which was understandable because of the sun. He had a Beretta 501 Sniper at his hand, indicating that he was a sniper, he was also carrying a Remington XP-100, which appeared to be his sidearm of choice. "Hmmm... You must be Esaú?" The old man asked without removing his eye from the sight of his rifle. "Forgive me, but I can't greet you properly at the moment, there is something that requires my attention." He informed him.
Snake was confused. "Is there something going on outside?" He asked as he approached the window to see if there was something happening.
"I'm just... Analyzing the area." By the tone of his voice, Snake was already able to tell that he wasn't really doing that. Once he arrived at the window, Snake saw the direction where the scope of the rifle was pointing at and used his Solid Eye to zoom-in in order to see what he was looking at. He had to resist an urge to not sighed in response to what he saw. A very attractive brunette, exercising in her home. He's using the scope of a bolt-action sniper rifle to spy on a woman as she exercises, practically aiming the rifle at her. That was his immediate opinion about what the old man was doing, not that Snake can completely blame him because the woman was very attractive but it was still not okay. "No offense, but could you step away from the window." He requested. "You are blocking the light."
Snake simply rolled his eyes in response and stepped away in order to allow the old man to go on with his perverted activity. "I'll leave you to it then." Pervert, reckless and apparently aloof. That was his opinion on him.
Stepping away from him, Snake made his way back from where he came from. So... a pretentious showoff, a condescending jerk, a perverted old man and a clumsy girl with apparent stomach problems. That was his initial impression on the team that he is supposed to be aiding under a false identity, and he already had a bad feeling about this whole situation.
"Alright, now that we're all here, listen up."
After making his way back to the room, he waited for half an hour for the team and the doctor to arrive. Currently, they were all sitting down on the table, looking at a couple of slides that Ingram was showing them.
"The town that we are heading to, is of relatively size and is in a deep state of quarantine." An image of the town appeared on the screen, but it was surrounded by large metal walls that seemed to be makeshift. "The walls were put up for the purpose of keeping infected people from escaping." Ingram explained before putting another image.
"Oh god..." Joanna spoke in response to the image that just appeared. The image was a bleak photo of a group of people in what Snake assumed to be a large tent.
"Shut up." He ordered her. "They prepared their lab for the arrival of the Doctor." Ingram informed Dr. Langdon, who was sitting there taking notes.
"They?" Snake decided to ask.
"This whole town is actually under the control of a Milícia," Ingram then put on a photo of a group of armed men wearing strange beige outfits with crimson colored berets. "They call themselves, Los Hechizados."
"The Bewitched." Snake spoke in a low voice.
"A bunch of idiots with guns, nothing my team can't handle." Turner spoke arrogantly to the Doctor.
"It's a considerable number of idiots with high quality guns, sir." Snake decided to point out since there was a considerable number of armed men in the image. Most of them seemed to be carrying XM5, the U.S. Army variant of the SIG MCX Spear, a 6.8×51mm (.277 in), gas-operated, magazine-fed, assault rifle. However, he also noticed that some were carrying Fabarm FP6, a pump-action combat shotgun that was intended for civilian and law enforcement use.
"As long as you're under my command, you will speak only when spoken to, Rookie." Commander Turner replied rudely to Snake's observation. "Understand?"
The Drebins probably know where they got these high quality weapons. Snake thought. "Yes sir."
"Continuing, the one that leads the Milícia, is a man called..." Ingram put the image of a man in his early thirties, he was overweight, a few pounds away from being morbidly obese. He had brown medium length hair in a slick back hairstyle that was clearly hiding a bald spot in the back, his face was clean shaven despite the fact that it made his double chin more apparent. He was wearing the same outfit as the rest of the Milícia and if Snake has to be honest, the man looks like sometype of human pig. "Carlos Rodriguez."
"This fat guy treats this town like his own personal kingdom." Turner said with an amused face. "He is all talk and no bite, you don't have to take him seriously." Snake could tell that wasn't really the case and Turner was being an arrogant fool.
"When will we depart?" Dr. Langdon asked as he put his notebook inside his coat. "I would like to begin the investigation as soon as possible"
"Rodriguez, has only granted permission for us to make our way there after nightfall." Turner informed them.
"Why?" Joanna asked.
"Don't know or care and bring me a coffee." Turner practically ordered Joanna. Who made a confused face in response. "And you." He pointed at Snake. "Go tell the pilot to be ready because we're leaving as soon as nightfall comes, now." He ordered Snake.
"Yes sir." Despite being overwhelmingly annoyed by the commander's attitude, he decided to comply.
Turner then looked at Joanna, who was still sitting down. "Get a move on, diarrhea girl!" He yelled at her, and she made a very embarrassed face in response to what he just called her.
It only took a second for Joanna and Snake to make their way out of the room, once they were out of their sight, he asked. "Do they always treat you like this or..."
"Yes, they do..." She was visibly embarrassed and a little hurt by the team's treatment of her.
"Why are you still in this team then?" Snake asked.
Joanna then moved her head to look at him. "They're the only ones that would have me." That was her response. "I have to..." She pointed in the opposite direction before starting to walk down the corridor to get Turner's coffee.
Snake just sighed before he went in the opposite direction. I wonder if Ms. Silverburgh knows about this, maybe she does and is just allowing in order to tough her daughter up or something. Snake sadly knew that it was a possibility. Maybe she pulled some strings to get her on this team on purpose. He wondered as he walked towards the Landing Zone where the helicopter was located. This team so far, seems to be made of problematic people, and I can only hope that they are at least somewhat competent. Though, Snake has very low expectations.
It only took less than a minute for him to arrive at the Landing Zone, where he saw the pilot sitting on the pilot's seat. He approached it slowly, only for him to notice that the pilot was unconscious. "Huh?"
Snake drew his handgun before approaching the pilot's seat slowly. Once he got close enough, he noticed that he was just sleeping. Justifiably, he sighed in annoyance before he placed his handgun inside his holster. "Hey." Snake called him while knocking on the helicopter door. "Wake up."
/CODEC\
/CODEC\
Suddenly, someone was calling him on the Codec. Snake turned around to inspect the area, before answering.
\This is Snake, who is this?/
Snake asked after answering the Codec. But all he heard on the other side was someone humming, and Snake could tell that it was a woman's voice.
Snake made a confused face as he heard the strange humming. Until something strange happened, which was a splash of blood appearing in front of him, right at the window where the pilot was sitting.
"Damn!" Snake thought as he pulled out his assault rifle and aimed around. Sniper. He thought as the strange humming kept coming from his Codec.
Q and A
Yo? Random Question: Does Pliskin has the iconic Snake Mullet or does he have a different hairstyle? I know it's said to be messy and shaggy but, I'm wonder if you have some type of example of what his hair looks like so we can have some better immersion.
Nah, Pliskin's hairstyle is actually the one that Daryl Dixon has during the first seasons of The Walking Dead.
So Meryl killed Johnny after he cheated on her? LMAO! The worst part is that I can totally see that happening! LOL!
As for Pliskin and Sunny being married, I actually really liked that. By what we saw so far, they were probably raised as brother and sister for unspecified amount of time and since Dark Snake is the spitting image of Solid Snake, except for the black hair and Solid Snake and Otacon were pratically Sunny's dads, I can kind of see her having a "Like Parent, Like Spouse" attraction towards Pliskin if that makes any sense.
The whole open marriage thing was what caught me off guard though, but since Snake was a bit of pevert and Otacon seemed to have become a kind of ladies's man after MGS4. I can kind of see her being okay with him going out with other woman, especially since she seemed to be busy with her own projects.
You know, him going undercover disguised as a Rookie kind of reminds me of MGS2 when Snake pretended to be Iroquois Pliskin. Esau Chernabog, now that's a pretty interesting choice for a name.
Esau is a boy's name of Hebrew origin. This name translates to "hairy,". Esau is a Biblically significant name that belonged to the twin brother of Jacob. It was also a name adopted by Nonconformists in the 17th century, particularly in South Wales.
Chernobog is a dark, devil-like deity in Slavic mythology. While not much is known about the deity, it is known that it is a corrupter of human souls, a cursed figure, and the antithesis to the "good" deity Belobog.
Are those the meanings of the name or is there another symbolism? Because I can see the Chernobog meaning, but I can't really see the Esau one.
I was expecting that to happen after seeing him perving at Mei Ling.
That is precisely what it is.
Basically...
That is literally what I'm going for.
There is another meaning for that name, which basically represents how Pliskin feels.
Yup.
Yes.
Okay, loved the setting up that you made.
The Pandemic clearly has something to do with Guy Savage and Dark Snake will problably uncover more about him in this Spanish Village. And I really have a bad feeling about that laughing guy at the park, making me wonder if that's what happens when the so called infection gets bad enough.
Loved the Drebins introduction.
I'm having a bad feeling about this Panther Patrol Team, mainly how they actually treat Meryl's daughter, because I can tell that they are basically your version of the Rat Patrol and I'm getting the impression that Joanna is the Akiba of the group, I'm actually predicting that they actually mistreat her or something like that. (But I'm really looking foward to her interactions with Dark Snake.)
Also, Plasma Knife is interesting but I'm REALLY looking foward for some Samurai action with Dark Snake using the Muramasa.
Well...
I'm glad.
Correct.
You should.
Now why do I feel like the pandemic on the news is something Pliskin is going to have to sort out haha
Not going to lie when I first read the laugher I thought it was going to be followed by a "Laugh with me" haha and instead of some guy in a suit it would be a charming lady with a octocamo suit with some very octopus like metal appendages haha
Oh yeah glad what ever this disease is Pliskin has from what's been stated seemed to have already had it and fought it off so hopefully he's immune now
So Pliskin's Drebin are two hot sexy Asian girls that like dressing up in a semi school girl like manner…. Yeah Pliskin won the Drebin lottery there haha already like the dynamic with Red and Blue hope we get more of them maybe even they move in on a permanent basis with a few other ladies haha
Why do I feel investigating a pandemic in a small of the beaten track Spanish village is a reference to something else haha
I'm glad you liked the ideas of Quiet being possibly literally on ice and for Mistral and the BB unit being clones with their originals memories and some upgraded gear in all their cases
Because he already met the source.
Don't worry, she and Pliskin will laugh together soon.
Basically...
They are practically Pliskin's Managers.
More of a small town. {Imagine Flotsam from The Witcher 2 but in a Metal Gear Style.}
Well...