[first lines]
Commander Doyle: Let's review the mission details. As you know, a terrorist group called Red Falcon has been carrying out limited strikes around the globe. We've confirmed reports they've set up shop on the main island of Galuga, following the meteor event earlier this year. The Federation immediately dispatched the GX Army, as they were in the vicinity for military exercises. They seemed to be making headway until three days ago, when we lost contact.
Bill Rizer: You're kidding. Gen-ten is the strongest unit in the Federation Army. No way some fringe upstarts took them out.
Commander Doyle: While it's still unconfirmed, we should assume the worst. Apparently the Red Falcon are more powerful than we realized. Speaking of which... Our science division has some troubling intel of their own. Dr. Drake?
Dr. George Drake: The Federation's interstellar satellite network detected a gravity anomaly - something on Earth emitting gravity waves strong enough to circle the planet. Their source coordinates aligned squarely on the Galuga Archipelago.
Lucia Drake: This gives us reason to suspect the Red Falcon are developing gravity weapons.
Lance Bean: Gravity weapons... The Federation banned them decades ago.
Daniel Henriksen: That's right, Lance. We can't risk destructive power of that magnitude falling into the wrong hands. My weapons division at Henriksen Industries confirms those readings are consistent with the components of a gravity bomb. ... Even just storing that thing improperly could cause tectonic shifts, climate disturbances, or worst case, a potential black hole.
Commander Doyle: Bill, Lance, given the situation I think it's clear why the Federation enlisted our EMC Contra unit. Your primary objective is to engage Red Falcon ground forces, confirm the source of those gravity waves, and disarm it. If at all possible, locate the GX Army and report back with their current status. There's a Red Falcon stronghold not far from your drop. Infiltrate the base and apprehend their Lieutenant. His field intel will help determine our next move.
Lance Bean: A remote hideout, missing super soldiers, and a doomsday weapon...
Bill Rizer: Helluva Friday.
Lance Bean: [the helicopter soon arrives at the island] Time to introduce ourselves.
Bill Rizer: Hell yeah, brother.
