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Audio-recorded Interview with Sgt. XXXXXXX XXXXXXX from Recon Sector Team 1 regarding a combat situation which took place during the Fourth Expedition into Hell on XX/XX/2005.
Alright, let me ask a question.
(Sigh) Yes, Sergeant XXXXXXX. What would you like to ask?
What was the plan? How the hell did you think this operation was a good idea?
We can stop this interview whenever you want. We don’t need any unnecessary emotion in these records.
Fine. Forget it, I’ll cooperate.
Thank you. Please, tell us how the mission went.
(Laughs) God, you guys are XXXXXXX ridiculous. (Takes a long breath.) Well! After the brilliant, glowing success of the Third Expedition, we decided to go in this time and be actually XXXXXXX prepared.
Language, please.
I got word of it like, three weeks in advance. We were getting new guns for the expedition, rather than the usual M4s. Dev Team came up with something totally new, an exclusive Dante weapon.
Apparently, it was all from that guy, XXXXXXXXXX. Did you hear about that shit? He got cornered by an Imp and all he had to defend himself was a fucking knife. The kid brought it from home. It was a family heirloom or something. The knife was made of pure silver. When he stabbed the Imp, it caused a brutal wound and the thing was dead in seconds.
This specific metal seems to cause some reaction on the Imp’s skin. Nothing else we did even came close to stopping them.
Right. So your equipment was updated after this happened?
Yeah. After that, they gave us the X-CALIBER. Silver bullets in the mag, but they still managed to make it pretty light. It rips through the imps. It’s insane.
Could you tell us anything about Sgt. Keen?
Oh my god, yeah. What the fuck? All the chaos broke out, those things were pouring in from nowhere. I have dreams about that night…it was fucking insane.
They were everywhere. I saw some close friends die in some awful ways.
Please tell us more about Sgt. Keen.
…What? Fuck off. I’m getting to it. People died based on your orders and you don’t give a fuck.
None of the orders were mine.
Yeah, no shit. You’re like a robot. We go and face the shitshow and you get to write a nice little article about it.
Are you going to tell us about Sgt. Keen or not?
…Yeah, fine. Like I said, the imps started pouring in. Some of us were firing at them and others were panicking. I looked up at Oliver, and he was totally frozen.
He’s always had some solid guts for one of the younger guys, so I was surprised. Before I could tell him to get his shit together, he woke himself up. I’ve been involved in some really legitimate combat situations, and I have never seen some shit like this.
Oliver was just shooting. Ripping straight through those things. I think he killed like twenty of them.
Was Sgt. Keen alright? How was he acting after?
Totally calm. It was unsettling, honestly. At one point in his rampage, we all stopped helping and just watched him go. He fucking destroyed those things.
He saved our lives, but we almost didn’t feel good about it. Keen is really young. He has some serious anger to figure out. I’ve met some crazy people in this job, but that kid is dark. End of story.
Understood, thank you Sgt. XXXXXXX.
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