[i]The dark room you are sitting in suddenly lights up in the center, showing off a table with a variety of weapons (both large and small guns along with knives) and briefcases on it. From the corners of the room, a loudspeaker crackled to life.[/i] “Hello there mercs, my name is Froyd, callsign Ghost Actual. Today, your mission is to protect the convoy outside from attack. We have reliable intel that one of our rivals, the Legion, is planning to ambush us as soon as we leave city limits. Now, I’m not going to tell you how to do your jobs, you’re all professionals here. You’d just better pray this op goes better than the last one or else... well, you know the score. Do whatever you need to to protect this convoy and remember, no witnesses. The Laogon empire has promised top dollar upon the delivery of the merchandise in the vehicles. Ghost Actual, out.” [i]The PDA system crackled again and became silent. Other mercenaries appeared from the darkness as the other lights turned on in the room and they approached the table, loading up firearms as they prepped for the journey. [/i]