In the briefing, the mission seemed to be a fairly simple one. Go in, download the info onto the disc, torch the place and get out. Yet, somehow Agent New Jersey noted how almost every typical mission in Project Freelancer suddenly did a 180 turn to a downward spiral. She liked the excitement, but the good kind from skydiving and bungee jumping, not the “Oh-shit-we’re-gonna-die-please-let-me-live” kind.
The redheaded girl let out an exasperated sigh, picked up her bag, put her CQB helmet on, and headed towards the armory for her weapons. "With my luck, it's gonna go wrong. At least I'll have someone to watch my back when the