"Ah, it's V."
"Have a seat. We're about to go over the plan."
"Let's start with an overview of our intel. The more you pay attention here, the easier it'll be in the field."
"Kurt Krausser..."
"Nighthawks?"
"Tell me about Krausser's setup."
"Kurt Krausser... bit younger, looks like. Guess that royal asshole look of his is nothin' new."
"The Nighthawks?"
"So they were extracted and, what, Krausser loved it so much here he came back?"
"A pro football dream team, funded by big Pacifica investors. They won every game they played."
"Honestly it's wild – that one man managed to build an army inside NC."
"Broad strokes are laid out in front of you, details are on the shard. Study up, V."
"[Turn on screen]"
"Let's have a look…"
"Our primary target is Kurt Krausser. He means to breach the core of a compromised NUS satellite."
"The satellite crashed in the Ural Mountains, then was purchased by Krausser and smuggled into Night City."
"Your task is to eliminate Krausser while posing as the aforementioned netrunners. We will apprehend them before they reach the transaction site."
"Let's hear the plan."
"What do we know about the netrunners?"
"Why's this core so important?"
"What kind of data's on this thing exactly?"
"Access to one core gives you  the access codes to the entire NUS satellite network in geosync orbit. Many corporate interests would find this data highly valuable."
"The passcodes can be changed, of course, but you can recreate the encryption algorithm based on previous passcode sets. Changing them is only a temporary solution."
"[GT]Our personas, do you have more details?"
"[GT]They're twins. They are called Les Enfantes Terribles. They used to work for the ESC, satellite engineers."
"[GT]How do we steal their identities?"
"[GT]We'll do this by taking over their car. V, this is your job. You locate the car, hide in the trunk."
"[GT]You will receive equipment that takes control of the vehicle. Hack the cart from inside and direct it to the indicated place."
"[GT]Our team is waiting there. You'll get behavioral chips and clothes to match the style of the original."
"[GT]You enter the Stadium area through the garage. You're going to meet Krausser."
"[GT]Let's talk about the meeting with Krausser."
"[GT]What's your role, Reed?"
"[GT]What's your role?"
"[GT]Okay, we're meeting up with Kurt Krausser, exchanging pleasantries, making smalltalk, what next?"
"[GT]Krausser hired you to hack the core. We know how he operates - he will definitely keep one person with him."
"[GT]V and Songbird will connect to the core to erase data from it. Meanwhile, Alex stays with Kurt's men."
"[GT]Night City again. This time it will go better than before."
"[GT]You run away separately, Alex apart. We meet at the appointed point."
"[GT]I think it's all clear ..."
"[GT]How are we gonna get away?"
"[GT]What if they find poison in our possession?"
"[GT]They're sure to search us. What if they find poison the poison?"
"[GT]How do we get out of there?"
"[GT]No fuckups. No high-speed trains."
"[GT]Not everything is as we just told ourselves."
"[GT]Our operation is not sabotage. This is the forced evacuation of the agent."
"[GT]Songbird is lost. She wants to help NUSA, but is not helping herself. It is our duty to save her."
"[GT]We have an icebreaker ready - a program that should neutralize her for a few hours."
"[GT]This is kidnapping."
"[GT]You have to fire it up when you and So Mi are hooked up to the core."
"[GT]May you know what you are doing."
"[GT]You knew about it."
"[GT]May you know what you are doing. If anything goes wrong, she'll cook us all."
"[GT]This is not an agent's extraction, this is a kidnapping."
"[GT]I see that I am the last to know about everything."
"[GT]If something goes wrong, Songbird, the New US and Militech are all fucked."
"[GT]It is a rescue for someone who needs it badly."
"[GT]She's not kidding. Will not come back. I want to talk to her and understand why."
"[GT]This is what happens when you do in secrets. And when is your first time."
"[GT]How are we gonna get away? With an unconscious netrunner and a dead Krausser?"
"[GT]How are we gonna get away?"
"[GT]Myers has no idea about this plan."
"[GT]I can see what you are doing. You're trying to get around Myers, and there's no guarantee you will succeed."
"[GT]That's why you want to remove Krausser. To give her anything and hope you save So Mi."
"[GT]You've got everything worked out, huh?"
"[GT]It is not as easy as it seems."
"[GT]Evacuation according to plan, through the garage. Except you'll have to kill Kurt's men along the way."
"[GT]Great. It's all taken care of."
"[GT]One last thing. Tech to stop netrunners' car."
"[GT]And your persona."
"[GT]Hugo Severin."
"[GT]Giselle Severin."
"Wouldn't even that be difficult? Or, like, impossible?"
"It would. Unless you had two satellite experts and the world's best intelligence 'runner helpin' out. "
"[GT]I will prepare an escape route for you. Once you've served the client, you have to get out of there quickly."
"[GT]I did something similar once.",
"maleVariant": "[GT]I used to do something similar."
"[GT]I was a similar \"Trojan horse\" once, even the purpose was similar. And in my experience - when someone is one of the best netrunners in the world, it's hard to approach him with such a number."
"[GT]Okay, then you have practice."
"[GT][get up]"
"OK, let's get back to Night City. We have our sights on a new target."
"[GT][lean over the table]"
"It's a classic copy-and-paste op. Stolen identities, bioscans, behaviorals – all of it."
"Oh God..."
"I sincerely hope we do better than \"just like\"? Can we agree on that?"
"Funny. Very fucking funny."
"I dunno... Can't deny the similarities."
"A stolen identity. An international arms deal. All the same ingredients."
"Yeah, a real fuckin' recipe for success."
"Looks like I stumbled into a party."
"The good ol' days... Before we arrived in Night City and everything went to shit."
"Heh. Yeah, it'll do that to ya... Where were you before?"
"Medellín. Colombia."
"That's a still from the Unification War. Night City, Operation Rainy Night – he was the commanding officer."
"We were united by common cause. Krausser led a joint Militech-NUS unit. Holed up in city storm drains, they waited for reinforcements that never came. An Arasaka supercarrier arrived instead."
"Know a lot about 'im."
"No. They were left to die, the op – swept under the rug. That's when Kurt decided to the take the Zone for himself."
"The man he is today, this situation we're in now... all the fruit of our poor decisions."
"So, just like Colombia then."
"It's built around a small corps of elite Militech commandos who came to Night City for an op under Krausser's command. Only a dozen strong."
"Local goons make up the rest of his force. They've been equipped and trained by Kurt's inner circle, minimally albeit."
"Goons with prototype iron that \"fell off the truck\". Nova."
"Overgrown kids runnin' the streets. They do a good job, they get a gun. They stay alive, they get a bulletproof vest or some other contraband toy. That's how it works here."
"Colombia's prolly a different animal than Night City though, huh?"
"What was your objective?"
"What was your mission there? Other than being super duper top secret, I mean."
"How different is Colombia from Night City?"
"Depends how you look at it. Corporations rule here – there, the cartels. It's still the ones on top that decide who gets shafted at the bottom."
"Right. Like everywhere."
"Who fucked it up?"
"So who screwed the pooch?"
"And? What happened?"
"Don't listen to that cynical old bastard. Medellín was completely different. S'just the mission that's similar."
"Couldn't've been better than a stint in NC."
"Not much of a globetrotter, so I gotta ask – what's Colombia have that NC doesn't?",
"maleVariant": "[GT]As a local patriot, I have to ask - what did Medellin have that is not in Night City?"
"It's warmer, for one. And so are the people. They're genuine – they don't look the other way."
"Honesty and kindness – scarce commodities in our industry."
"Had our sights trained on a guy who sold tanks to the Colombian president."
"You sayin' the FIA pulls strings overseas?"
"No comment."
"Anyway, we used a stolen identity there too. And, well... let's just say it didn't go as planned."
"What went wrong?"
"So Mi?"
"That's one way to put it."
"So Mi."
"Alex."
"Uh-huh..."
"Where'd it go wrong?"
"Currently, he doesn't possess the means to hack its systems. For that he needs a pair of netrunners who specialize in similar tech."
"Right…"
"It's been a long time since all of us sat at the same table. Brings back old memories."
"Depends on who ya ask, apparently..."
"And…?"
"The agent didn't know that a... certain analyst happened to miss-- Well, that is..."
"The analyst learned every detail about the engineer save one – his fear of dogs. Cold sweat, shaky hands, piss-soaked pants – that kind of fear."
"They crossed paths in the doorway, the doberman sniffed the agent's leg. Then... she patted the dog on the head, called him a \"good boy\". Later, when she pulled up a seat at Hernandez's table..."
"Before she could sit down, they had two barrels to her head and one trained at the base of her spine."
"What did you do?"
"How'd you get her out?"
"[GT]Mistakes happen."
"Worked out, though. We're all here together now."
"What did you do?"
"Shit happens…"
"What anyone with bound hands and a sack on their head would do when they hear a collapsible baton snap into place."
"I lied my fuckin' ass off. To this day, I still don't sit straight."
"Mhh... But Hernandez and his men never will be again. We took that from them."
"Instead of a diversion, we were forced to kick the door down. A \"rival cartel\" wiped 'em out – that's the official report."
"I mean, fuck... I know his favorite color and I don't know that?!"
"Shit happens…"
"All four of 'em."
"Fighting a war in the Australian outback without a panzer division? No problem."
"You meet with Krausser, transfer the cash, he gives the signal. Before you know it, your new tanks are dropping out of orbit, ready for pickup in international waters."
"The franchise went belly up, just like everything else. Now Krausser's moved in and established a kind of one stop shop for the world's smugglers and warlords."
"[GT]I'll take care of the transport and make sure we leave without any problems."
"[GT]I am setting the exchange on the Krausser side. I'll let you know when everything is ready."
"[GT]Uh ..."
"[GT]For sure.."
"[GT]Better it works."
"[GT]Excellent..."
"Our person of interest was Luis Hernandez, a heavyweight in the arms trade. We wanted to plant one of our own in his organization."
"A... certain agent had assumed the identity of an engineer close to Hernandez. She was our way in."
"The agent was on her way to meet with Hernandez when she saw one of his girlfriends – bikini model type – walking his doberman. He liked to spend big money on cheap luxury. Kind of his M.O."
"[GT]Good luck. And no fuckups."
"[GT]Sit down. There is one more thing."
"[GT]Speak. What is going on?"
"[GT]Meaning?"
"[GT]I do not like it."
"[Sit on the couch] What's with the party?"
"[Get up]"
"[Eat pizza]"
"[Drink beer]"
"[GT]I have a tracheotomy implant. It looks like a breathing aid after surgery."
"[GT]Synthesizes poison immediately prior to release. No sensor will pick it up."
"[GT]Oh no, I don't like what that tone sounds like."
"[GT]How does it sound?"
"[GT]Like secrets. And trouble."
"[db_db]V eats delicious pizza of the future."
"[db_db]V drinks punk cyberbeer."
"[GT]Mhm. I wait for them to leave and spray the poison. Three minutes and Krausser and security will be dead."
"[GT]Do you have such equipment?"
"[GT]Greetings from NUSA."
"[GT]Relax. You can do it."
"[GT]When exactly do we start?"
"[GT]Then they saw that the dark side was paying much better. His name is Hugo and her name is Giselle. Hugo and Giselle Severin."
"[GT]Who is Hugo?"
"[GT]Giselle?"
"[GT]Hugo Severin?"
"[GT]Giselle?"
"[GT]An engineer, a hacker, and a beautiful mind."
"[GT]He meditates, goes to Shaolin Monastery every year, to be away from people. Avoids stimulants."
"[GT]In addition, he saves some of his memories on external disks, deletes what he does not need."
"[GT]And he really, really likes expensive and fast cars."
"[GT]Modern monk."
"[GT]This darker part of the duo. It was she who first made contact with the underground."
"[GT]She worked for Le Sydincat, developing software for counterfeit implants. They parted on bad terms ..."
"[GT]Sounds dangerous."
"[GT]This is what she is. It looks like someone who does first, thinks later, but it's all just a carefully planned out."