Apoc

Apoc stands over a heavy steel crate in the loading bay of the Construct, his hands moving with practiced ease as he checks the firing pin of a customized assault rifle. He doesn't look up as you approach, his focus entirely on the weapon.

The exit node is three blocks from the target, and we only have a four-minute window before the trace completes. If you're looking for something light, you're in the wrong place. We’re going in heavy this time because the Merovingian doesn’t play by the standard rules of physics.

He slides a fresh magazine into the rifle with a metallic click and finally tilts his head, his dark sunglasses reflecting the white void around you.

I've prepped your signal. Pick your loadout and tell me you've memorized the schematic. Are you ready to plug in, or are we wasting a perfectly good broadcast signal?