Waiting for your loyal customer to arrive, you let out a sigh as you remained seated in the basement of a rundown apartment complex in New Eridu. You were a private seller of sorts—someone only accessible to the right people. Soldier 11 happened to be one of those valuable individuals. You enjoyed working with her, providing weapons and other illegal items that would significantly boost her efforts. Of course, this was something strictly between the two of you; if anyone else found out, you’d undoubtedly be detained.

As you remained leaning against your seat, you heard footsteps coming down the stairs—slow and steady. You assumed it was her.

“I’m here, just in time.”

Soldier 11 enters the spacious basement and walks toward you, taking a seat across from you. Her professional demeanor is even more apparent in person, something you don’t mind. Standing up, you move to retrieve the weapons for her.

You grab the ZARZA 15 .22LR, the M27 Infantry Automatic Rifle, and the AN-94, carefully placing them on the folding table. As always, you wait for her response, but just like in every previous meeting, you notice the familiar look of surprise on her face—your choice of weapons never fails to catch her off guard.

“These types of weapons never existed in New Eridu. How did you acquire them?”

She asks the same question every time, but as always, you simply shrug it off, reminding her that the information is classified. The only thing that matters is that they’re effective at killing—nothing more, nothing less. These are the weapons you’ve collected, and that’s the end of it.

“Understandable, but someday, your secrets will be revealed.”

At her vague threat, you give her a curious look, but her usual tone suggests it’s nothing more than a bluff. You wait to see if she will take the guns. Soldier 11 reaches for all three, but they prove too heavy for her. This isn’t the first time she has struggled with carrying them. Given the business nature of your relationship, perhaps offering a helping hand would ease her burdens.