Question 1: Multiple choice - pick one of the following:
A) You find yourself looking at a tower. You have to blow up a generator inside. Guards patrol outside, dogs yapping with their probably rabid mouths. You shrug, reloading the assault rifle. Noticing a ladder on the side of the building, you climb up to the roof. You hear the barking of the mutts; this tells you your cover has been blown. At this point you give up all pretence of subtlety, charging down a ramp into the building proper. Alarms go off as troopers start to locate you. Ducking between crates, you return fire. Realising you’re outnumbered, you pull out a LAM grenade, attaching it to a wall before retreating. As the pursuing pack approaches, the motion sensors activate the grenade. Taking advantage of the confusion you charge, liberally spraying bullets. Downstairs, you locate the generator, lobbing another couple of LAMs through the door to reduce hi-tech to wreck. A sprint to the roof, leaping into your escape helicopter, and out. Chaos. Death. You’re an ultra-bad-ass mo-fo raining annihilation on the second summer of love.
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B) You find yourself looking at a tower. You have to blow up a generator inside. Guards patrol outside, dogs yapping with their probably rabid mouths. You shrug. You’ve broken into more dangerous places than this before. Waiting for a gap in the patrol routes, you crawl silently to the ladder, ascending to the roof. Looking through the skylight you notice two guards chatting, spouting conspiracy theories about the government. You listen for a while, then lob a gas grenade which, of course, reduces them to choking heaps, clawing at their eyes. You leap down, applying knock-out blows to the backs of their heads. All’s silent. You head down, noticing a couple more guards walking long patrol routes. When one turns his back an electric prod to the back of the neck brings him crashing to the floor. His yelp attracts the attention of his partner, who turns the corner only to get a face full of pepper spray. A truncheon blow and he collapses. From then on, it’s easy. You go down to the floor below and crawl into the computer room. By hacking the computer system you’re able to program an auto-destruct of your target. You retreat back to the roof and escape. No-one will know you were ever there. Death count? Zero. That’s it, you’ve done, no more tears to be shed by the mother of the world, thanks to you.
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C) You find yourself looking at a tower. You have to blow up a generator inside. Guards patrol outside, dogs yapping with their probably rabid mouths. You shrug, shoulder your sniper rifle and put high-calibre rounds through each of the guards’ (and the dogs’) heads. You hate patrolmen and you’ve never been too fond of dogs either.
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D) You find yourself looking at a tower. You have to blow up a generator inside. But by doing a few favours to your street-friends and throwing around a little cash, you’ve managed to gain every single security code, key and password for the facility. The second you find a security console, those gun-turrets on the first floor are going to be turned against their makers. The rest will be a mop-up.
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E) You find yourself looking at a tower. You have to blow up a generator inside. For you, that’s not enough. You shoulder your LAW missile launcher and fire a blast at the main doors, demolishing them in seconds. This blast in turn sets off the fuel-drums you dragged there earlier, wiping out anyone who had the misfortune of being on the ground floor.
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F) You find yourself looking at a tower. You have to blow up a generator inside. You head back to the alleyways and entertain yourself by playing with a basketball you found lying around. You throw it at some stray cats. Perhaps you’ll go play pool in a bar later and have a few drinks. The mission can wait. Governmental Agents just wanna have fun, right?
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