For some reason this mission always reminded me of those first few minutes of Metal Gear Solid. The sprawling military complex rife with patrolling guards, the blocky, poorly-modeled supply trucks sitting around the area at random, the douchebag wearing aviator sunglasses at all hours of the day. It all syncs up. Now all we need is a mountain of awkward, psuedo-militaristic dialogue delivered by melodramatic voice actors and a completely incomprehensible plot and we’ll be good to go.
Stark Raving Sane 