The main reson is that we really can't afford it now. Not with our yearly mug making tradtion.
Koth forced the hatch in the vents open. Its hinges had long become rusty and the cover broke off under the strain of the contractor trying to force it open, resulting in her falling through. "You alright Koth?" Aret said, helping her up. "Yeah I'm fine. Who's on point boss?" "Bugi. She's got the bomb detection gear." Ecem said, and motion for the squad to move. Sure enough, after six solid minutes of corridors, Bugi's thermsl and magnetic detector saw it, right outside an aging airlock door. One Frag mine, of Parasol make. Bugi quickly applied the resonator, little sparks showing it's had done as needed, frying the detonator and rendering it mostly harmless.
"Think it'll open?" Aret said as they approached under camoflauge. "Only one way to find out!" Koth said as she pried the door open. The one thing she always had was her freakish strength. They slipped in, the room showing just as much disuse as the doors and hatches. They weren't kidding when they said old escape tunnels. They went down a dingy corridor, noting the piles of bins labels "Failed expieriments." After seemingly being lost for hours, they came to a room filled with alrgly borken down monitors. The lishgts were on, such as they werem indicating this room still had power. "How far up is this narccisist's damn lab!?" Bugi said as she sat on a dirty office chair. "Six more to get to the first floor of the new facility." Koth said, looking at her Tacpad. "Fuckin' great...." Aret said, the annoyance painfully clear in his voice. Then they all jumped, Aret ready to blow away the terminal that flickered to life.
Mr Frog was in the screen, messing with a teller mine. He didn't even look up as he spoke. "Glad to see you guys are still alive. I'm in the upper floors of the facility, in the housing wing for researchers. When you get here I'll - Damn it! Where's that soldering iron... There we go- I'll have a job for you. There's a whole lot of things I need taken care of, and right now you four are the only viable means I have to do it. Or however many of you are still alive by the end of it if you get caught." The terminal shut down, leaving the team confused. However, they continued on, barely avoiding detection with thier optic camo. After several more hours, they finally dfound a friendly blip on thier pads: They were outside his room. Ecem knocked, and shortly afterward Mr Frog ushered them in, though to anyone else he seemed to be talking to himself.
"You can decloak if you'd like. If there's one thing that mad man knows it's that his own employees are easy to piss off when you violate thier privacy. Now, onto business." He walked over to a woorkbench laden with lab equippment and things to... make explosives?
He pulled open his drawer revealing a rack of mines. But then he yanked it up, revealing less well made ones with timers attached. "They know I have this first rack. I talked them into letting me try to make improvments." He said, almost as if he was bored already. But then his tone changed to one of deadly seriousness, as he grabbed a PEA out of the drawer. "I need this delivered to me during Paintbrush Turkey's reign. I've made improvments to one of my older weapon designs. It has the specs, what I'll need, all of it." The Contractoers were horribly confused by this mess. "And now onto the mines. These have been rigged up to make decent timed explosives, and I need the weapons and bioengineering R n D departments destroyed to set Joseph back... Just a few years."
"So you told us about the mine in the tunnel...." Ecem said quietly, realizing why they hadn't been allowed to just explode against the wall. "So I could have people who know what they're doing take care of this. I'd do it myself but Joseph would suspect something if all the places I visited today ended up mysteriously exploding." "Alright, we'll do it." Ecem responded. "But in return you disable any automated defenses give us any information on how this lunatic is getting recruits." Mr Frog nodded. "A done deal. I still have limited access to Ballpoint, so I'll send a message to Upmanage after this place is in chaos." "Alright. Koth, Aret, grab the charges." Ecem said, motioning for them to get the bombs while he tucked the PEA into his body armor. "So, where's our objective at?"
"Weapons is down on floor 23. Bioengineering on 22. The charges are set to 30 minutes, giving you ample time to set them and run. Once the first one goes off, it'll cause a sequenchial string of explosions and you should be long gone." Mr Frog said as he placed the minerack back into the desk. "Good luck. You'll probably need it." He added in as he opened the door and the contractors filed out in optic camo.
Not great, but I can at least work further from this. AGain, if I broke your character that was my bad Mr Frog.