I'm afraid the purpose of using weapons against Military Science personnel is just one aspect; more importantly, Arasaka might want to test the combat effectiveness of their experimental armor in real combat.
This inevitably reminded Mercer of the story in Cyberpunk Edgerunners, where the protagonist David wore that 'Artificial Vajra' before his death.
This time, Arasaka's experiment might just be a precursor version of this Artificial Vajra?
"Alright, leave the timing and location to me." Mercer pondered internally, but still agreed verbally.
Faraday smiled, took out a data chip, and placed it on the table: "Very good, let's hope everything goes smoothly for you."
"What about the mission rewards?" Mercer didn't reach for it.
"As long as everything goes smoothly, this time, I'm willing to give your squad this amount."
Faraday confidently held up one finger: "One Million Euros!"
Does he really think he's being generous?
Mann, sitting in the distance, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, while Rebecca let out an exaggerated wow, only to be elbowed by V—her act was too fake!
Faraday was oblivious to their thoughts; in his view, offering these reckless money-hungry individuals a million Euros should be enough incentive for them to risk their lives.
Street punks would kill for a few hundred Euros. With hundreds of thousands of Euros, you can hire a group of top mercenaries to eliminate a mid-sized gang. A million Euros... truly, only major corporate jobs would pay such an amount.
Mercer took the chip, stood up, and said: "Alright, I will confirm the strength of this so-called experimental armor. Anything else?"
"No, you can start preparing. Time is tight, the task is heavy, don't let me down, okay?"
Faraday looked at him calmly: "I'm not as easygoing as Wagako, you understand."
Indeed, you're not like Wagako; you're more like an idiot.
Just a few words into their meeting, Mercer felt that Faraday perfectly matched the stereotype left by the anime.
Rushing to conceal tricks in a task at a first meeting is not common among intermediaries.
Mercer gave him a straightforward mental response but outwardly nodded cooperatively: "We never make mistakes."
After speaking, he turned and walked away with the chip, and only after Mann Squad and Mercer left the restaurant did Faraday cautiously look around and dial Agent Arasaka Chris's number.
"I've already informed the mercenaries to act."
"Good, remember to tell them not to mess around with the armor. After use, find a reason to get it back yourself."
Chris spoke, while Faraday replied lightly: "Don't worry, I'll claim Arasaka is investigating the whereabouts of the armor. As long as they don't want trouble, they'll obediently hand it over."
"Great, this saves us the trouble of retrieving it ourselves," Chris said satisfactorily: "Where did you arrange the specific ambush location?"
"The border line, rest assured, once the battle is over, you can send people to get the equipment you want." Faraday replied confidently.
Upon hearing this, Chris was even more satisfied: "Good, preferably avoid fighting in the city. We don't want this equipment exposed too early, and fighting at the border allows us to collect combat data on the armor and the Demon Lizard."
"Of course, that's exactly my thought," Faraday said with a smile: "However, you must ensure that the armor can indeed handle the Demon Lizard; otherwise, if my mercenaries fail..."
"That's your concern, I only ask for two things: first, the biotechnical convoy must be entirely destroyed, even if the equipment can't be retrieved, ensure it's completely destroyed.
Second, make sure the armor is successfully recovered. Even if it's damaged, retrieve the chip inside so we can confirm combat data."
Chris's voice carried a hint of threat: "We've given you so much money and equipment, if things get screwed up, you know how troublesome it can be, right?"
"Relax, I've arranged two teams, one to handle the convoy with the armor and another to transport the equipment. If they fail, I have a second team to ensure everything is destroyed and armor recovered."
Faraday spoke somewhat painfully.
Chris mocked slightly in his tone: "Why not have both teams act together?"
"It's just that the new experts I found are too confident and insisted on handling it alone...well, if everything goes smoothly, I can just pay a running fee for the second team of mercenaries."
Faraday replied lightly.
"Thinking of making more money even now...fine, I don't care about the process, only the outcome," Chris emphasized.
"I guarantee there will be no mishaps, just wait for the good news." Faraday chatted with him a bit longer and hung up the phone.
Of course, he wouldn't foolishly rely solely on this newly contacted Spark Team—thus, a backup team was arranged.
In case of unexpected incidents like battle failure, the second team of mercenaries can remedy the situation; the goal at that point wouldn't be to seize the equipment, but to employ long-range firepower, directly destroying the convoy.
For this, Faraday even spent a significant amount to seek confiscated goods from Hansen in Dog Town, purchasing a costly armor-piercing missile launcher, so when the second team fires two shots from afar, the equipment can be ensured destroyed.