05:09:31, U.S. Air Force G-2064 Mothership, Callsign: Darkstar 4-2, U.S. Airspace, a 3-day wait pays off when the Office of the Secretary of Defense confirms that Savannah will be back in Washington D.C. for localized work and an appointed meeting with the N.S.A. later today. Wilder and Hoffmann may have also figured out the U.N.'s motives and strategies behind their successful assassinations of Task Force Rogue, Task Force Mako and Task Force Sentinel Operators.
FORRESTER: Sometimes, the most obvious approach is the best one. We have a meeting with SecDef today. Her office says she's quite nervous about seeing us to the point where she is having it in W.A.S.F. Headquarters. That's good. She knows we're onto her, and she's scared. She's gonna either come clean or send her worst to dispose of us. Whatever approach she's going with, we'll be ready because she has no choice but to come in person without a body double or a Mission: Impossible-esque mask. Lying will only convince America to loudly and openly demand for her genuine return. For confirmation, this is her plane, and it's heading for America's capital.
WILDER: Great news. Unfortunately, we have some bad ones if you look at what Hoffmann and I are gonna share with you that way.
ALESSIA: Do not worry about it, my intelligent dears. Please, share.
CONTINENTAL: She's right, gentlemen. Later might be too late.
HOFFMANN: We shall. We came to this conclusion after rewatching Pacific Rim. And just like the Kaijus, the deep undercover foreign Operatives who attacked Charybdis with two waves were doing so under orders. Wilder?
WILDER: Johnstone-Bridger, also known as Special Agent Alison Stone, and the people she sends after us, they're leeches in the form of a succubus, or succubi. Every nation has their finest, their Mavericks, and they love to go after them first to make the nations they want to target defenseless in more ways than three due to their value. If the Mavericks die, the institutions and/or groups they lead fall apart. There is no such thing as a perfect team, after all. And the United Nations has done this leech/succubus strategy before in a trial run. It was the First Vietnam War. The succubi were the presence of Communism and the lie of valuable natural resources too good to ignore. They may have eliminated most of the best Western servicemembers created by World War 2, The Korean War, and MACV-SOG (Military Assistance Command, Vietnam - Studies and Observations Group), but America was smart enough to not lose everyone and everything when they ended the conflict in defeat. So they waited us out, and they waited us out. And now, with the deceased and elderly Operators of Task Force 141, Task Force Rogue and Task Force Mako and the "Task Force B-Team Belief", or rather, the Special Operations community belief that Task Force Mako and Task Force Sentinel will never be as good or better than Task Force 141 or Task Force Rogue, the U.N. thinks we've walked into their devious trap because they firmly believe that we didn't train Task Force Mako and Task Force Sentinel enough to be similar or better than Task Force 141 and Task Force Rogue's standards. And with the dead and the old, there's no coming back. There is no turning back the clock. It's perfect.
HOFFMAN: See, the first wave is just the leeching succubi. Pacific Rim and I would call them the hounds. Egyptian Armed Forces, Russians, Chinese, Nile River Coalition, they are nothing. Their sole purpose is to drain the targeted Mavericks' resources and energy in more ways than three and mark their live positions for death. Assassination. The second wave, Global Risk, Black List, the Brainwashed D.N.I. Sleeper Operatives, C.I.A., MI6, they are the exterminators. And they will finish the job. And then, the United Nations will take possession. Kill and conquer.
FOX: They're right. Before we went to Beijing, Alison had us, Task Force Rogue, Task Force Mako and Task Force Sentinel, go dark and spend too much time, energy and resources to hunt down and question spy rings from France, Israel and Russia. When we finally got them and the exact locations of Global Risk and Black List, the source of the U.N.'s military and terrorism might, they were expecting us, and we were ill-equipped.
AXEL: *sighs* I knew Alison was a vague and dangerous Captain Obvious.
WILDER: The hound/exterminator cycle is happening before the W.A.S.F.'s eyes with Vanguard Squadron 2. Johnstone-Bridger had them trade their weapons, Specialist Gear, and Sergeant First Class Alice Conrad's energy, body and virginity to get to Krueger in hopes for their lives and freedom back once he confirms the existence of Project MK-ASHLEY and Coalescence Corporation's helping hand in it and the Coalescence Corporation Singapore Disaster. Not knowing that she's working for their target and his C.I.A., the group who framed them for the C.I.A. Black Station - Singapore murders.
FORRESTER: Then Priority One is seeing our honorable Secretary of Defense and the Winslow Accord. Peacefully, violently, it doesn't matter anymore.
COMPUTER: (visually) *shows Forrester's ID picture* Special Agent FORRESTER, Anthony/N.S.A. Team Leader/Mission: Meet Secretary Savannah Mason face-to-face *shows Savannah's dossier*
FORRESTER: Half truths and hyperbole are the C.I.A. and MI6's stock-in-trade.
09:00:00, Naval Air Station Winslow, Washington D.C., the N.S.A. Joint Paramilitary Intelligence Division Operatives of Diamond Team have been waiting in W.A.S.F. Headquarters' command center 20 minutes ahead of schedule with Commander Cesar Walt, the commanding officer of the Winslow Accord Special Forces, and Lieutenant Commander Mario Locke, the second in command of the W.A.S.F. And for once in her career as SecDef, Artemis keeps a promise she made to an American by showing up in the flesh on time.
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Secretary Of Treason
Naval Air Station Winslow, Washington D.C., United States of America
Special Agent Anthony Forrester
Task Force Sentinel
February 22nd, 2065 - 09:00:00
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WALT: Wow. Since when did you N.S.A. types become badasses like us?
FORRESTER: 2034.
LOCKE: *looks closer* Joint Paramilitary Intelligence Division. Are you guys the N.S.A.'s version of the C.I.A.'s Paramilitary Operations Officers?
WILDER: We're the Special Activities Center, the Special Operations Group, and the Paramilitary Operations all rolled in one package. We ain't ones who'll stand idly by and wait for the appropriate unit just because it's not our job or we weren't trained for a specific situation.
LOCKE: Cool. You guys U.S. Spec Ops before joining the N.S.A.?
FORRESTER: Yes. We had to be in order to make the JPID more than just a fallen N.S.A. Operative's dream. It was difficult, but it was worth it when we finally made remarkable people who can fight and kill both Special Forces Operators and Intelligence Operatives seamlessly.
WALT: I can already tell that you boys are no jokes. W.A.S.F. is still a young Spec Ops unit, and originals like you two really convinced Locke and I to wear our tac gear and Exo Suits whenever we're working, even in offices. Is the choice to see SecDef in tac gear some sort of a power move?
WILDER: Pretty smart for an Operator from a young Spec Ops unit. Yes, it is a power move because we need to let SecDef know how dangerous the U.N. really is now and that it's time to stop playing games in Egypt. You'll see what we mean when she gets here.
WALT: About damn time.
[Forrester and Wilder shake Savannah's hand]
FORRESTER AND WILDER: Secretary Mason.
SAVANNAH: Your reputations precede you, sirs. Why the tactical gear? Why not a suit like your fellow agencies?
WILDER: We need to be deployed immediately after this, ma'am.
SAVANNAH: Okay. What do you have for me?
FORRESTER: Secretary-General Ashley Johnstone-Bridger's endgame: Project MK-ASHLEY. A software that can hack people's Direct Neural Interfaces and bend them to her will. Brainwashing, but streamlined and with 100 percent input accuracy and an instant response time. No drugs or harmful therapy required. All that's needed is a D.N.I. and an extremely high broadcast station that can reach any and every corner of the globe in record time.
SAVANNAH: And have you found the broadcast station?
WILDER: We have, Madam Secretary. Traces of the MK-ASHLEY Software from the late, mind-controlled Virginia Beach Police Officers lead straight to the same source: the United Nations Skyscraper Headquarters.
WALT: WHOA.
LOCKE: Mind-controlled?
SAVANNAH: Jesus Christ. Are you telling me that the dead cops in Virginia Beach are brainwashed sleeper cells for the U.N.?
WILDER: Yes, ma'am. With the U.N. Skyscraper Headquarters the tallest building on the planet, it is a perfect broadcast station for a program that gives its user literal world domination at a single keystroke from the comfort of her home.
FORRESTER: Luckily, we have a solution, a strategy. We infiltrate the U.N. Skyscraper Headquarters, keep the MK-ASHLEY Software from being broadcasted worldwide, or stop it if it's already broadcasting, fully wipe it from existence, kill Secretary-General Ashley Johnstone-Bridger, and destroy her home base.
SAVANNAH: A-A-A— Are you serious? As in, we can't talk this out or preserve the U.N. Skyscraper Headquarters?
FORRESTER: There is no "talking this out" with Johnstone-Bridger. The wound she got from her husband's death will only heal when everyone in the world is below her level, and even complete healing is not guaranteed. And there is no "preserving the U.N. Skyscraper Headquarters" for whatever reason. No one should be trusted with control of the United Nations Skyscraper Headquarters. Just like how Command Sergeant Major James 'Chaos' Ramirez was right in saying that no one should be trusted with control of the United Nations Power Vacuum.
SAVANNAH: I don't agree with you, Special Agents.
WILDER: You can disagree as much as you like, but that is the reality of the Third Cold War. This isn't a game. We face a real-life dystopia if we don't strike them now. We The American People have the right to report suspicious activity and respond accordingly if and when able. Well, guess what? We did, and we are ready to respond.
SAVANNAH: You will NOT respond that way. I am SO close to negotiating an end to the Third Cold War and steering us and the U.N. back to the right direction. It's happening right now in Egypt.
FORRESTER: Is cannibalizing us for Egypt really part of your master plan? To what end?! The U.N. becoming the one and only military power in the world?! If so, then I can guarantee you that no one in the Winslow Accord, The Real West, will want any part of it. We are going to kill the United Nations as soon as possible with or without your support. *salutes at Walt and Locke* Commander. Lieutenant Commander.
WILDER: *salutes at Walt and Locke* Commander. Lieutenant Commander.
WALT AND LOCKE: *salute back at Forrester and Wilder* Special Agents.
SAVANNAH: *equips smartphone* No! You! Will! NOT!
WALT, LOCKE, W.A.S.F. OPERATORS, AND W.A.S.F. COMBAT ROBOTS: Listen only to the sound of my voice. (echoes)
WILDER: We knew it. I guess the MK-ASHLEY Software has also successfully made the leap to technology.
SAVANNAH: The Exo Suit was the gateway. But how is this possible? Why can't I control your Exos?! WALT, LOCKE, KILL THEM!
WALT AND LOCKE: *equip Strifes* Let your mind—
[Rampart 17 fire]
[MR6 fire]
FORRESTER: C6! GET BACK—
[C6 Breaching Charge detonation]
[Diamond Team painfully grunts]
W.A.S.F. OPERATORS AND W.A.S.F. COMBAT ROBOTS: Let your thoughts—
[Rampart 17 fire]
[Tigershark fire]
[M4V7 fire]
[HK416 A5 fire]
[C8 IUR fire]
[M249 Para fire]
[G28 fire]
[MDRX fire]
[M1014 fire]
[Payday 2 Soundtrack's Hot Pursuit plays]
[Savannah slides down the Rappelling Rope]
FORRESTER: ALL DIAMONDS, ALL DIAMONDS, MOVE EXTERIOR! ARTEMIS IS OUTSIDE VIA RAPPELLING ROPE!
DIAMOND TEAM: Roger that!
[Forrester and Wilder slide down the Rappelling Ropes]
The situation report exposes Savannah and forces her hand as she activates the MK-ASHLEY Software installed in Naval Air Station Winslow's human and robotic personnel and orders them to kill Diamond Team and evacuate her to China. But all Diamonds recover from the window breaches, stop the attempted extraction and assassinations conducted by mind-controlled W.A.S.F. Operators and Combat Robots from both the Wetworks Division and the Support Division, pressure Artemis to jump out of the late Commander Cesar Walt and Lieutenant Commander Mario Locke's window and slide down her fallen Brainwashed D.N.I. Sleeper Operative's Rappelling Rope, and go into hot pursuit.
With Chaos and Continental maintaining visual on the HVT, and Darkstar 4-2 providing close air support.
[doors open]
[Rampart 17 fire]
[Tigershark fire]
[MK48 MOD 1 fire]
[HK416 A5 fire]
[C8 IUR fire]
[M249 Para fire]
[G28 fire]
[MDRX fire]
[M4V9 fire]
[AGM-114 Hellfires launch]
[D.E.A.D.S.es explode]
DARKSTAR 4-2: Darkstar 4-2 to Diamond Team, SEAD (suppression of enemy air defenses) complete. All D.E.A.D.S.es in Winslow are neutralized. Let us take care of the heavy Combat Robots, over.
[GAU-8/A Avenger fire]
[ASP-Ms explode]
[ASP-Cs explode]
[P.A.W.W.S.es explode]
FORRESTER: FUNNY! THERE'S A LAW THAT FORBIDS SERVICEMEMBERS FROM GETTING D.N.I.S!
SAVANNAH: THE WINSLOW ACCORD AND ITS SPECIAL FORCES ARE MINE TO USE HOWEVER I WANT! ONE OF THE PERKS OF BEING SECRETARY OF DEFENSE!
FORRESTER: NO WONDER VANGUARD SQUADRON PREFERRED TO STAY AWAY FROM HERE!
SAVANNAH: VANGUARD SQUADRON WILL GET THEIRS SOON ENOUGH!
FORRESTER: THESE WINSLOW ACCORD SPECIAL FORCES OPERATORS TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU BETRAYED AND KILLED THEM!
SAVANNAH: YOU ARE THE TRAITORS AND THE MURDERERS WHEN I GET OUTTA HERE! YOU BETTER LEAVE THE "GOOD AND EVIL" SHIT TO THE NAIVE! COME ON, WINSLOW ACCORD SPECIAL FORCES! KILL THAT MIDGET AND HIS TEAM FOR KILLING OUR FRIENDS!
W.A.S.F. OPERATORS AND W.A.S.F. COMBAT ROBOTS: Let the bad memories fade. Let peace be upon you. Surrender yourself to your dreams. Let them wash over you like the gentle waves of the bluest ocean. Let them envelop you. Comfort you. Imagine somewhere calm. Imagine somewhere safe. Imagine yourself in a Frozen Forest. You are standing in a clearing. The trees around you are so tall they touch the sky. Pure white snowflakes fall all around. You can feel them melt on your skin. You are not cold. It cannot overcome the warmth of your beating heart. Can you hear it? You only have to listen. Do you hear it slowing? You are slowing it. You are in control. Calm. At peace. (echoes)
[ICR-7 fire]
[Rampart 17 fire]
[VAPR-XKG fire]
[Maddox RFB fire]
[ABR-223 fire]
[Titan fire]
[Hades fire]
[Paladin HB50 fire]
[SDM fire]
[Outlaw fire]
[MX9 fire]
[MOG 12 fire]
[SG12 fire]
[bullets ricochet]
[GAU-8/A Avenger fire]
[AGM-114 Hellfires launch]
[explosions]
[W.A.S.F. Operators painfully grunt]
[Rampart 17 fire]
[Tigershark fire]
[MK48 MOD 1 fire]
[HK416 A5 fire]
[C8 IUR fire]
[M249 Para fire]
[G28 fire]
[MDRX fire]
[M1014 fire]
[bullets penetrate]
[bullets hit]
SAVANNAH: ABSOLUTE FUCKING USELESS! I KNEW TASK FORCE SENTINEL WOULD NEVER BE TASK FORCE 141, TASK FORCE ROGUE OR EVEN TASK FORCE MAKO!
FORRESTER: Ignore her, Diamond Team! She's trying to get in your heads now that she's running out of W.A. personnel here quickly!
SAVANNAH: WINSLOW ACCORD IS JUST A MEANS TO AN END! A DISPOSABLE TOOL FOR ME TO USE IN MY JOURNEY TO MY PLACE IN THE ALMIGHTY UNITED NATIONS! SATAL WILLING!
CONTINENTAL: Diamond Team, Continental. We're seeing ten MH-X Silent Hawks and ten V-22 Ospreys fast approaching Artemis's position. All non-American, over.
[MH-Xs fly by]
[V-22s fly by]
Now that all Naval Air Station Winslow and Winslow Accord Special Forces manpower and robotics are K.I.A., Savannah initiates her fail-safe. It involves a full joint Global Risk/Black List rescue team entering U.S. Airspace uncontested to extract her.
HUNTSMAN PRIME: Global Risk and Black List aircraft! How did they get past America's air defenses?!
AXEL: SecDef! She must've given them our aircraft stealth tech or told the U.S. Air Force to stand down!
FOX: Diamond 8 to Darkstar 4-2, shoot all Global Risk and Black List aircraft down before they pick up Artemis. If she boards even one of them, the risk of stopping her AND killing her in the process will be high! Danger close is approved, over!
[GAU-8/A Avenger fire]
[AIM-120 AMRAAMs launch]
DARKSTAR 4-2: Understood, Diamond 8. Engaging quick. Danger close, over.
[V-22s crash]
[MH-Xs explode]
WILDER Some of 'em have landed! Aim for the pilots!
[Rampart 17 fire]
[Tigershark fire]
[SR-25 fire]
[HK416 A5 fire]
[C8 IUR fire]
[M249 Para fire]
[G28 fire]
[MDRX fire]
[M4V9 fire]
[bullets penetrate]
[bullets hit]
FORRESTER: Diamond 1 to Darkstar 4-2, check fire! DO NOT engage the landed aircraft! We'll take care of them, over!
DARKSTAR 4-2: Roger that, Diamond 1. We're standing by, over.
SAVANNAH: These pilots are dead! Does anyone know how to fly these things?!
GLOBAL RISK COUNTER-TERRORIST: Coming to you, madame—
BLACK LIST TERRORIST: I do! Stay—
[ACR fire]
[M27 IAR fire]
[M249 Para fire]
[MK12 SPR fire]
[Vector Gen II fire]
[AA-12 fire]
[DD M4A1 fire]
[AK-105 fire]
[M60E6 fire]
[MK20 SSR fire]
[MP7A2 fire]
[Saiga-12 fire]
[bullets ricochet]
[bullets hit]
GLOBAL RISK COUNTER-TERRORIST WARLORD: DAMMIT! RETURN FIRE!
[M249 Para fire]
BLACK LIST TERRORIST WARLORD: KILL THOSE PIECES OF SHIT!
[M60E6 fire]
FORRESTER: Watch those Warlords!
HOFFMANN: Got the Terrorist Warlords!
HUNTSMAN PRIME: Diamond 5 moving to eliminate the Counter-Terrorist Warlords!
ALESSIA: I have you boys covered!
SMOKEJUMPER: Nailed the Global Risk pilots!
VICTORIA: Too slow! Black List helicopter pilots are out of action! Artemis is running for it!
FORRESTER: I'm on her!
SAVANNAH: Oh, no, you d—
[Rampart 17 fire]
[bullet ricochets]
[USP Compact clatters]
SAVANNAH: *painfully squeals* THAT HURT, YOU MIDGET! No, no, no, no, no, no, NO! NO! NOOOO!
[Forrester tackles Savannah to the ground]
[song ends]
Still, her top secret last resort is not enough to stop Diamond Team, especially Forrester, from bringing her escape to a screeching halt, removing all of her tracker implants, and taking her in.
[Forrester handcuffs Savannah]
SAVANNAH: NO! I AM THE UNITED STATES SECRETARY OF DEFENSE AND THE WINSLOW ACCORD! AND I WILL NOT BE BEATEN BY A SHORT MAN-CHILD!
FORRESTER: *sedates Savannah* (off comms) We got her, Diamond Team. Well done. (on comms) Hunter 1, SCAR 1, Ranger 1, I need you with us in case her tracker implants are invisible to Vision Pulse.
CHAOS: Roger, Diamond 1. SCAR 1, Ranger 1 and I are close.
ALESSIA: Let me help you with the clothes. *removes Savannah's clothes*
FORRESTER: Victoria, Fox, surgery kit, now. *activates Vision Pulse* I got three tracking devices on Vision Pulse, but I don't think I'm seeing 'em all.
CHAOS: But we do. Nightfall, Preacher, mark 'em.
NIGHTFALL: That's *uses black marker pen* one, two, three, four...
PREACHER: *uses black marker pen* ...five, six, and seven.
NIGHTFALL: Those are your spots, ladies.
FOX: You oughta know that this won't hurt ENOUGH, Madam Secretary.
[Victoria and Fox remove all of Savannah's tracker implants]
FORRESTER: Wilder?
WILDER: That's it. She's clean.
FORRESTER: Exfil, now.
February 23rd, 2065 - 11:57:20, Western Desert, Egypt, Task Force Sentinel's method of getting Artemis to talk will have her stranded in the middle of the scorching heat until she begs for a way out. And the wait is not long because she is completely naked and does not have any training or knowledge of surviving in arid environments.
FORRESTER: Collapsible Shovel, check. Fully nude U.S. Secretary of Defense, check. Wake her up, Wilder.
[Wilder gives Savannah an adrenaline injection]
SAVANNAH: *gasps* *painfully screams* YOU?! WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!
FORRESTER: The Western Desert. The no man's land of the country you love so much that you were more than happy to exploit the nation and alliance you're supposed to serve.
SAVANNAH: And then what?! Are you gonna gang-rape me out here?!
FORRESTER: Hah! You're way too flat and substanceless for even a rapey tribe to touch.
[Task Force Sentinel laughs]
FORRESTER: You see that shovel?
SAVANNAH: Yeah?
FORRESTER: Take it.
[Savannah takes the Collapsible Shovel]
FORRESTER: Now, dig your own grave.
SAVANNAH: WHAT?!
FORRESTER: You heard me. Dig. Your. Own. Grave.
[Savannah cries and digs to 2 feet]
[Task Force Sentinel eats ice cream]
SAVANNAH: You can't do this to me! *cries* I am the Secretary of Defense the United States of America needs!
FORRESTER: Keep digging.
[Savannah cries and digs to 4 feet]
[Task Force Sentinel drinks bottles of iced water]
SAVANNAH: Please, no more! I feel like I'm gonna collapse! At least give me some water! Please!
FORRESTER: That's the point, Madam Secretary. Keep. Digging.
[Savannah cries and digs to 6 feet]
[Task Force Sentinel eats more ice cream]
SAVANNAH: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! I KNOW YOU WANT SOMETHING FROM ME! WHAT IS IT?!
FORRESTER: Project MK-ASHLEY and its software. Everything you know about it. Now.
SAVANNAH: No, please, anything but that! I'm gonna die if I tell you!
FORRESTER: Then keep digging.
SAVANNAH: NO, NO, NO, NO! Please! Please! Please! Please! *cries* The MK-ASHLEY Software is a program... that can brainwash anyone and everyone who has a D.N.I. and any and all robotics! For 100 percent effectiveness and efficiency, it has an Identification, Friend or Foe system... for choosing Project MK-ASHLEY's targets.
FORRESTER: What targets?
SAVANNAH: You. DEVGRU. All of Vanguard Squadron. The most notable Commander of SEAL Team 4. The first female Operator Delta Force has in its ranks. James Ramirez. Luke Crosby. Everett Westbrook. Will Irons. Anyone who is a threat to the United Nations... now or in the future.
FORRESTER: The future? How could it— Oh.
ALESSIA: What is it?
FORRESTER: More like, "How could it not know?" Remember Captain America: The Winter Soldier?
ALESSIA: Yes. The 21st Century is a digital book.
FORRESTER: The Real question is, "Who is teaching the U.N. how to read it?" Madam Secretary, who?
[Savannah frightfully shakes her head]
FORRESTER: Alright, keep digging.
SAVANNAH: ASHLEY JOHNSTONE-BRIDGER HERSELF, OKAY?! ASHLEY JOHNSTONE-BRIDGER HERSELF! Please, don't make me dig again! *cries* When she came to office back in '41, she adopted a hobby that involves reading the physical and digital dossiers of every American citizen EVER. When Australia and South Korea joined us, she got to theirs. Then, at '59, 4 months after the Coalescence Corporation Singapore Disaster, when the MK-ASHLEY Software could already hijack machines, she looked back at her hobby and got the idea of using it as a basis for the IFF system. *cries*
FORRESTER: Our social medias. Our banking records. Our medical histories. Our voting patterns. Our emails. Our phone calls. Our résumés. Our Scholastic Assessment Test Scores.
SAVANNAH: You're right. The MK-ASHLEY Software's IFF system, just like its namesake, evaluates people's pasts to predict their futures.
FORRESTER: And then what?
SAVANNAH: Oh, my God. Johnstone-Bridger is gonna murder me.
FORRESTER: Then keep digging your grave.
SAVANNAH: NO! NO! NO! No. No. No. You're right. You're right. You're right. *cries* Then Project MK-ASHLEY's Brainwashed D.N.I. Sleeper Operatives scratch those people off the list. A few billion at a time. On June 2. This year. The 31-year anniversary of her husband's death. But remember this. That date is just her preferred moment. Since Project MK-ASHLEY is already fully developed and operational, she will activate it in the event of a real attack against the United Nations. You're gonna have all of Beijing and everything Global Risk and Black List have got on your asses real quick.
FORRESTER: Our fallen. Did your strategy involve draining their time, energy and resources and marking them for death with leeches pretending to be allies or a first wave of attackers?
SAVANNAH: How the fuck did you know that?!
FORRESTER: An educated guess. Are we right, or are we missing something?!
SAVANNAH: No, no, no, no, you're right about the first wave and the leeching. And the second wave will ensure their deaths. They won't miss. But even if we don't kill you, we believe that Task Force Sentinel will never be enough to beat us like Task Force 141 and Task Force Rogue and even Task Force fucking Mako.
FORRESTER: Okay, you can stop digging. *jumps into the hole* But that doesn't mean you'll be off the hook ever. Everything here is recorded. And when we release everything to the public, no one will be too troubled about your death.
SAVANNAH: No. NO— (muffled screams)
Forrester then finishes the torture and interrogation by suffocating Secretary of Defense and the Winslow Accord Savannah Mason face first in the sand, burying her, and finishing her grave with a tombstone that says, "Savannah Mason/Secretary of Defense and the Winslow Accord/April 6, 2012 - February 23, 2065/Charged with Treason and Corruption/Killed by Justice".
FORRESTER: Good riddance.
TASK FORCE SENTINEL: Good riddance.
VICTORIA: Our videos are now trending. The Real West is on our side. Good triumphs over evil.
FORRESTER: Excellent job, Diamond Team. I am very proud of you all.
NIGHTFALL: We are very proud of every single one of you, Task Force Sentinel.
PREACHER: But let us not get complacent now. We are not done yet.
CHAOS: But first, we should return home.
FALLOUT: Rest for a few and rearm. Come on in.
Task Force Sentinel disappears with Darkstar 4-2 and returns to the United States.