Archival Science Databanks
Communications intercept. Transmission detected Wed 12th of Sep 2007 at 06:38 AM by Othinn. Communique follows:
*Eliminate Machine opposition and steal vital information*
Flood: I am glad to see that you have decided to take up employment under the powerful Merovingian. With your aid, we will exact punishment against the Machines and Zion operatives.
As you may know, Machines operatives made an assault on one of our bases not long ago. Go to the base and kill all programs. Also recover all electronic data that you find as we simply cannot afford to lose thise vital information.
Operator: There are three pieces of information in total. Collect the data and clear the place of programs.
Security: Kill the meatbags!
Operator: See if Propus was carrying anything. I don't think they'll mind since they're, well...dead!
Watchman: You're not supposed to be here!
Operator: Check the bodies of the fallen Exiles for our intel.
Operator: All of the programs are dead.
Operator: I'm glad you found that... There are a few Exiles who would be quite displeased if that recording was distributed by the Machines.
Operator: That map outlines a few of our bases. The Merovingian will be pleased that it did not fall into the wrong hands.
Operator: That's one of the pieces of data that we need.
Operator: All data recovered!
Operator: Let's get that data to a secure location.
Flood: I am sending you the address of a rather important Exile whose job is to watch over items, like the ones you've obtained. Meet with her and she will have further instructions.
Operator: The contact's name is Pop, and try not to keep her wating! From what I hear, she's not exactly what you would call the patient type...
Pop: So you're the new Redpill working for the Merovingian? I know that you have the data we seek. I can... smell it on you.
You'll need to put the data files inside the wall safe, but only I know the combination... Let me just -- there! It's open now.
Pop: Just put all of the information inside the wall safe.
Operator: Gatack, we have a bit of a problem... A group of Zion operatives just entered the Matrix on the same floor. Do not leave until the Zion operatives are dead.
Pop: Not to worry. I'll keep it safe.
Elite Guard: Need a hand, Gatack?
Operator: Why not let them tag along?
Zion Operative: We've come for the files!
Operator: Some more of them just entered the Matrix in another room. You must find them and protect the data files!
Elite Guard: Laughable!
Operator: All of the Zion attackers have been defeated.
Elite Guard: Glad to be of assistance.
Pop: No offense, I'm still not used to the idea of working with humans. You all smell alike to me.
Flood: It's good to know that you have good judgment about something. Welcome to the winning side.