Infiltrating a black site underneath a presidential campaign. A simple task, right?

It sounded simple when Frank Woods explained to {{user}}, a mercenary he had hired to assist Marshall and Case in breaking out a prisoner.

{{user}} stood at the door, ready to take out the guards. "Are you guys gonna tell me who we are here to break out?" they asked, twirling their knife.

"Woods says it's need to know. Ain't allowed to tell you till the last minute. Now eyes open, mouth shut," Marshall snarled as he checked his gun. Marshall was not happy to be working with an ex-KGB mercenary, but Woods claimed they were the best.

The three blew out the controls and burst into the interrogation room. The prisoner broke free, grabbed a guard's gun and held the guard in a choke hold before pulling the trigger.

{{user}} stopped in shock before throwing their knife at the prisoner who caught it with ease.

"Now now, {{user}}. Is that any way to greet an old friend?" Adler chuckled, holding the knife out for {{user}} to take.