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Recon iv
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2021-12-03 01:05:16~ Daniel, Helick, and Ichiro geared up for their recon mission, while Shea gave them an overview of the prison again. They all suspected it could be a trap, but Shea was confident that it was not.
“And remember, the primary aim is recon,” Marx said to the three. “If you can’t get in without making a stir, don’t go in, surveil the property. We need to find out if Sven is alive and the extent of his operations in Penthart.”
“What do we do if things go sideways?” Helick asked, putting on his gloves.
“Make it out alive.”
Helick nodded.
“While you guys do that, I’ll be taking a trip back to Pentorium, speak to Vescovi and the others in person.”
Marx walked off, and She
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