I arrived at a government plane crash site via helicopter to recover a state-of-the-art package. After Roger dropped me off, I scouted the wreckage and found Highwaymen scavenging the area. I moved through their workspaces and executed a stealthy takedown on a rooftop guard to begin my extraction.
A crashed government plane had drawn the attention of the Highwaymen, who had since begun scavenging its state-of-the-art equipment before anyone else could. So my pilot, Roger Cadoret, suggested we should find the package and extract it before the tech fell into the wrong hands.
Roger flew me near the crash site, the helicopter blades chopping through the air as we approached the debris field. Then he flew away, saying he would come back once I secure the package.
I went ahead and I noticed the back of the crashed airplane, where I could see the pink flare rising into the sky. The package should have been there, but I knew the Highwaymen would be swarming that location, waiting for any intruders.
I decided to check around first instead of rushing the flare. So I went to the other side and I found the front of the airplane. There were some Highwaymen guarding it.
I decided to check even more to see if there were more wreckages or enemies around the perimeter. I found some workspaces where they had set up makeshift tables and tools to dismantle the sophisticated machinery they had pulled from the downed flight.
Then I decided to get to a workshop area close to the front part of the airplane where some Highwaymen were doing something. I stayed low in the rusted debris, watching their movements to find a gap in their defensive line.
After getting inside the area with a high jump over a barricade, I started climbing up a ladder. There was an enemy on the ground level and another one on the roof, both oblivious to my presence as I ascended the metal ladder.
The lady on the roof became my very first target in this expedition. I moved behind her silently and put my knife through her eyes, taking her down instantly. I dragged her body away from the edge so the ground guards wouldn't see.
Then I checked the other side where I heard the noise of a bike and saw more parts of the airplane scattered about. It looked like the whole place became workspaces for the crashed airplane, with the Highwaymen thoroughly stripping every piece of valuable metal.
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