()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>650</BIN><common_effect>%%code=AVG_xiaxue%%</common_effect>:... +Beslan High School No. 1.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_23S_Winter_Night</BGM>:It's snowing again. +Xenia's breaths turn into white puffs of vapor.
()||<黑点1><关闭蒙版>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1><黑点2><BIN>654</BIN><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Open</SE1>:She jogs up to the classroom door. She is routinely ten minutes early out of self-discipline as the class captain. +However, the classroom is utterly empty today. It is so quiet Xenia can only hear her own breathing.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:... +Looks like everyone has made their decision.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:She takes out her communicator.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<color=#00CCFF>I'm in position. No sign of the target yet.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:Beep.
()<Speaker>"Eternal Flame" Mission Member</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>Copy that. Stick to the plan.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Today, we will bring judgment upon the sinners.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Heartbeat</SE1>:Thump, thump, thump. +Xenia's heart is racing. This is the first time she is taking part in an operation like this. As soon as she sits down, she mentally walks herself through what is about to happen...
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:... +Once Meitner comes in, I'll accost her, then I'll storm out of the classroom. +I'll lock the front door from the outside. +Then before she catches on, I'll run to the back door and lock that too. +When it's all done, I'll signal you. +That's the plan. Over.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>"Eternal Flame" Mission Member</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position><同时置暗>||:<color=#00CCFF>Precisely... Leave the rest to us.</color>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:But what exactly are you planning to do after that?
()<Speaker>"Eternal Flame" Mission Member</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>...Blood for blood.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Open</SE1>:Clatter. The door opens.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Xenia drops her communicator into her drawer.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...Good morning, Miss Meitner!
NPC-Ange(33)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position><GradientShow>1</GradientShow>||:Hm?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The one who just came in isn't Martha, but Anna with her school bag.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<size=50>Anna?!</size>
NPC-Ange(33)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Xenia jumps to her feet in shock.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:What are you doing here?!
NPC-Ange(33)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...Coming to class.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Anna heads straight toward her own seat, sits down, and shoves her school bag into her desk drawer. +She rests her arms on the desk, ready to lower her head for a nap. +Xenia walks over to her quickly.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:You need to leave. Now.
NPC-Ange(33)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...Is it a school holiday today?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Xenia lowers her voice.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<size=25>...Didn't you get the notification about Operation Eternal Flame?</size>
NPC-Ange(33)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:I didn't understand any of it.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:... +Hey, don't you have family in the Guard Regiment...? You could've just asked him... +In any case... Just go!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Anna frowns at the mention of the Guard Regiment.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:I don't know him!
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><SE1>AVG_Zipper</SE1>:Xenia doesn't know what to say. She snatches Anna's school bag as she starts to panic.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:You cannot stay here. +...Go home!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<震屏3><SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1>:Anna's demeanor changes dramatically when Xenia grabs her bag. She shoves her away.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:<size=50>Don't touch my bag!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Open</SE1>:Thunk! +The classroom door is suddenly flung open.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||<BGM>GF_EV9_Story</BGM>:...
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_footsteps_cave</SE1>:With several textbooks under one arm and a steaming hot beverage in the other hand, Martha strolls into the classroom leisurely. +She gazes briefly at the two girls, then scans the empty classroom.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...Just the two of you showed up for class? +Eh, it doesn't matter. I got paid. +Guess it's your lucky day.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...
NPC-Ange(33)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_21Winter_Fire_Alarm</SE1>:Ring, ring, ring... The class bell chimes. +Xenia has no choice but to shut up and return to her seat.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Today, we'll be talking about crystal structures...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:Beep.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<color=#00CCFF>The target is here, but... Anna, our classmate, is also in the classroom.</color>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>"Eternal Flame" Mission Member</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position><同时置暗>||:<color=#00CCFF>Take her with you.</color>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<color=#00CCFF>The class has already started. I'm afraid that's impossible.</color>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>"Eternal Flame" Mission Member</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position><同时置暗>||:<color=#00CCFF>...Then find some cover.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Your best bet is a corner with some kind of obstacle that can shield you.</color>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<color=#00CCFF>What?</color>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>"Eternal Flame" Mission Member</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position><同时置暗>||:<color=#00CCFF>Stand clear of the amerikos.</color>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<color=#00CCFF>...Understood.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Xenia exchanges messages with her contact via her communicator discreetly under her desk while trying to keep Martha from noticing what she is doing. The effort is enough to make her sweat profusely after just a short time.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2>:... +On the podium, Martha has already started her lecture. +Off the podium, Anna is dozing on her desk. +Meanwhile, Xenia is counting the minutes anxiously. +The world seems to have split into two on and off the podium. The teacher and the students occupy the same space, but it's almost as if they can't see each other.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Book</SE1>:The relationship between matter and properties is an important subject of study in various disciplines such as physics, chemistry, materials science, and molecular biology. +Between crystals and amorphous crystals, there is a kind of "quasicrystal" material. There are always exceptions beyond the theorems. We can only discover and deduce some of their characteristics, but not the other way around...
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Xenia checks the time and looks out the window. +Other than a little girl playing by herself, there is not a single glimpse of any student in the schoolyard in the distance.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Bell_CountDown</SE1>:Tick, tock. +Tick, tock. +The clock is digital, but Xenia can almost hear the ticking of a clock hand in her head. +She looks out the window again. This time, even the playing girl has disappeared. +In the frigid winds, the silent campus is filled with an ominous sense of foreboding.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:When on earth...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><SE1>Explode</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=10</controll_shake>:BOOM!!! +A loud noise comes from the corridor.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>Campaion-58-3</BGM><震屏3><SE1>AVG_Door_Hit</SE1>:Bam! +The classroom door is kicked open.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1><震屏3>:Bang!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Bullte_Ricochet</SE1>:A bullet hits the podium, deterring Martha from reaching for the drawer. +The intruder is a fully armed youth who looks no older than 13 or 14.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1>:He stomps toward the podium and presses his gun firmly against Martha's head.
()<Speaker>Youth Aged 13 or 14</Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=6</controll_shake>:<size=50>Go to hell, pindos!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:In the face of the gun resting on her forehead, Martha simply smirks.
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:What about the two kids? What are you gonna do with them?
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Youth Aged 13 or 14</Speaker><同时置暗>||:...We won't shoot our own.
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Oh? Your... own...?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:She glances at her two students with a mocking smile. +Then she states the identity of the youth threatening her. 
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:You're in the Beslan Guard Regiment.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The youth blanches in shock. His apprehension starts to show on his face.
()<Speaker>Youth Aged 13 or 14</Speaker>||:How did you know?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:His gun hand is shaking uncontrollably. He presses the muzzle even more forcefully against Martha's head as he questions her. +Martha eyes this youth who probably isn't even half her age, who currently has his finger on the trigger and whose forehead is dripping with sweat, and just shrugs.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:...The standard of Beslan's militia really boggles the mind.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1>:Slam!
()<Speaker>Youth Aged 13 or 14</Speaker>||:Don't move!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The woman clearly isn't going to comply. The boy squeezes his eyes shut and pulls the trigger.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><震屏3><SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1>:Bang!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Bullte_Ricochet</SE1>:The bullet hits the ceiling.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>GF_21summer_battle_3</BGM><SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Within the next second, the tables are turned.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:The youth is now pinned to the floor, and the gun that he was wielding is now in Martha's hand.
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:You're not even comfortable with holding a gun, and you have the nerve to use it? +You'd just be donating supplies to your enemies on the battlefield, you know.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The youth's eyes widen as he struggles desperately. +No matter how hard he tries to break free, he soon realizes that his head is the only thing that can barely move.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:His gaze falls on the girl standing to the side.
()<Speaker>Youth Aged 13 or 14</Speaker>||:<size=50>X-Xenia! Do something!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Xenia jumps at her name. +She shoots a nervous and confused glance at the boy.
()<Speaker>Youth Aged 13 or 14</Speaker>||:<size=50>Help me! Hurry... We just have to stall till the others get here...</size>
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Pfft... How pathetic.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Martha raps the youth's head with her knuckles.
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:What, wanted to play the hero but didn't entertain the possibility that you could die? +Are you so desperate to be cannon fodder? +Should I just give you what you want?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1>:Click. +The sound of the safety being turned off on a gun. +Xenia, Martha, and the immobilized youth all look toward its point of origin.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...Let him go.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:In her hands is an MP-443.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:Anna, w-why do you have a pistol? +No wonder you never let anyone touch your bag...
NPC-Laplace(4)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Tsk... +Folks in Beslan sure are tough. +I'm just an ordinary physics teacher at an ordinary school, so why am I expected to have the skills of a Spetsnaz? +This is really pissing me off.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1><震屏3>:Bang!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Paying absolutely no mind to Anna, Martha pulls the trigger and shoots the boy on the ground without hesitation. +The boy's eyes widen, as if he still can't process what just happened. +The next second, the severe pain on his thigh registers in his brain. A splatter of blood blooms on the leg of his pants like a flower. Only then does he let out a blood-curdling scream.
()<Speaker>Youth Aged 13 or 14</Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=4%%delay=0.1%%range=10</controll_shake>:<size=60>AAAAAAAAARGHHH!!!!</size>
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:Tsk, you're loud.
NPC-Laplace(4)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Oh, shut up. It's just a graze.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Martha lets go of the boy writhing on the floor and gets to her feet. She rolls her wrists and turns to face Xenia and Anna. +Xenia can clearly smell the gunpowder on Martha's pistol.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:Anna, shoot her!
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:<size=50>Anna!</size>
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...Shut up... +Don't order me around!
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Xenia grabs Anna's hand and pulls the trigger forcefully.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_2022Saros_button</SE1>:Clack. +The firing pin definitely engaged, but the cartridge isn't ejected from the muzzle.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Don't touch my gun!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Martha, utterly unruffled, twirls her own pistol casually and eyes Xenia and Anna.
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Why don't you two show some initiative? Go find some rope and tie yourselves up.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:...
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Or would you like some help—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:Thud, thud, thud... +A series of rapid footsteps come from the corridor.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1><震屏3>:Bang! +Martha raises her gun and fires a decisive shot at the door.
()<Speaker>Screaming Youth</Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=5</controll_shake><SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1>:<size=50>Argh!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The boy at the door cries out and collapses on the floor before he can even make it into the classroom. +The collaborator behind him immediately raises his weapon and lays down a round of burst-fire, but dares not enter the classroom.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_rifle_finalshot_3h</SE1><震屏3>:Bang-bang-bang!
()<Speaker>Collaborator</Speaker>||:<size=50>Иди нахуй, блять! </size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1><震屏3>:Martha's gunshot is the only response to this provocation.
NPC-Laplace(4)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:...Tsk. +If my Russian weren't so bad, I'd also be cussing.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Martha weighs her pistol. She glances at Anna and the MP-443 in her hand.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:You know what you are? +A rat that somehow managed to starve to death in a larder.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<震屏3><SE1>AVG_Punch_Hit</SE1>:She kicks Anna in the shin. +Then she hits Anna's wrist with a knifehand strike.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:Clatter. +The MP-443 falls into Martha's hand.
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_weapon_reload</SE1>:Sheesh, fully loaded, huh.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=5</controll_shake>:Anna stumbles and crumples to the floor. +She growls with indignation.
NPC-Ange(36)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||:<size=50>That's my gun!</size>
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:Is it?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Martha can't help but snicker.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:You don't pay attention in class, and you don't know how to assemble a gun properly.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_2022Saros_SCARH3</SE1>:Martha takes the MP-443 apart and reassembles it quickly. +Then she shoves it into her pocket.
NPC-Laplace(1)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:I won't thank you. +This is the price you pay for pointing a gun at your teacher.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||<震屏3>:<size=50>Give it back!!!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Martha ignores Anna.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1>:She scans the classroom sharply like a hawk.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1><震屏3>:Bang! +Martha chambers a round and fires another shot at the classroom door.
()<Speaker>Armed Collaborator Outside the Door</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_2022Saros_Gunpast</SE1>:<size=50>Ugh!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The person who just tried to peer inside the classroom almost took a bullet right in the face. He shrinks back immediately and calls for reinforcement.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Martha takes out an object wrapped in old newspaper from the drawer of the podium and throws it forcefully towards the door in a parabola.
NPC-Laplace(0)<Speaker>Martha</Speaker>||:...Tsk, could be more accurate.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1>:She raises her pistol.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1><震屏3>:Bang! +The gunshot rings out. The bullet flies out of the barrel and hits the target that has been flung. Smoke spews forth, and in just an instant...
()<Speaker>Anna</Speaker>||<BIN>183</BIN><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><SE1>AVG_The_Division_Flash_Bomb_Explosion</SE1>:Huh?!
()<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker>||:Argh!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Tinnitus</SE1>:A piercing white light erupts, taking Anna and Xenia by surprise and blinding them. They cover their eyes and shriek in pain.
()||<白屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<白屏2><BIN>654</BIN><SE1>RunStep</SE1><SE1>AVG_rifle_finalshot_3h</SE1>:While their vision is impaired, Xenia hears Martha run out of the classroom. Then come more gunshots and cries from the Guard Regiment members outside the door.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake>||:Don't... you dare run away... Give me back... my gun!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Anna blinks furiously as her vision starts to return gradually. She tries to keep her watering eyes open and stumbles towards the door to go after Martha.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:Xenia grabs her by the sleeve and pulls her back.
NPC-Sinia(0)<Speaker>Xenia</Speaker><Position>0,-58</Position>||:The Guard Regiment is carrying out Operation "Eternal Flame" today! +They're all armed! +So don't go running around like that! You'll get hurt!
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:But she took my gun!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Anna jerks her sleeve free.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:That's the only thing they'd left me... +I won't let anyone take it from me...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=4</controll_shake><SE1>RunStep</SE1>:Anna wipes away her falling tears and runs off in pursuit of Martha.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>11335</BGM><黑点2><BIN>650</BIN><common_effect>%%code=AVG_xiaxue%%</common_effect>:A troop of fully armed Guard Regiment members are stationed at the entrance just outside the main building of the school. They stand guard solemnly, determined not to let even a single fly through.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Broken_Glass</SE1>:Crash!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Team_Running</SE1>:All of a sudden, the sound of glass being smashed comes from above their heads, drawing their attention. They immediately spread out in formation and stand at attention, ready to confront the threat.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Pause</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Thud! +The corpse of a middle-aged man falls from above and crashes heavily onto the ground. +The deceased man, whose face is frozen in an expression of wide-eyed shock, can just about be identified as Professor Madison Byron, a researcher from America who worked at the school. +He is covered in wounds; it's plain to see that he was horribly tortured before he died.  +Once it becomes clear that it is not an enemy attack, the guards relax and start shouting angrily upstairs.
()<Speaker>Guard Regiment Member</Speaker>||:<size=50>Hey! Stop vandalizing school property!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:A series of footsteps can be heard.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1>:A Guard Regiment member spots Anna exiting the building and aims his weapon straight at her head.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:Have you seen a woman armed with an MP-443?
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Guard Regiment Member</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position><同时置暗>||:... +I should be the one asking questions. Which grade are you in?
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...Looks like she didn't come this way.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Anna turns away promptly.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1><震屏3><SE1>AVG_Bullet_Hit_Wall</SE1>:Bang! +A bullet lands next to her feet.
()<Speaker>Guard Regiment Member</Speaker>||:Hey, I'm talking to you!
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Anna marches on without a backward glance. +Finding the woman and getting back her gun matters more than her own life.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1>:The Guard Regiment member curses and is about to fire another shot.
NPC-Pamzan(0)<Speaker>???</Speaker>||:She isn't a foreigner.
()<Speaker>Guard Regiment Member</Speaker>||:Hm? +Ramzan...
NPC-Pamzan(0)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:That's the brat that my old man picked off some street, the one I've told you about. +She might as well be mute.
()<Speaker>Guard Regiment Member</Speaker>||:Ahem, fine. +But you should really go tell her to stop running around the campus at a time like this. She could get hurt.
NPC-Pamzan(0)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:Not my business.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_2023Slow_WN_Whistle</SE1>:Ramzan huffs and changes his mind after some thought.
NPC-Pamzan(0)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:...You know what? Fine. I'll do it for my old man and brother's sake.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:With a sigh, he strides off after Anna.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...
()||<黑点1><关闭蒙版>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>161</BIN><common_effect>%%code=AVG_xiaxue%%</common_effect>:Near the schoolyard. +Anna sprints down the path, followed by Ramzan, who is rolling his eyes.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...How is that woman so damn fast...
NPC-Pamzan(0)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:...Hey, brat.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
NPC-Pamzan(0)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:I'm gonna walk you to the school entrance. Just get your ass back home. +Don't get yourself killed without even knowing what killed you.
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:Anna squeezes her eyes shut for a moment, then pretending she didn't hear Ramzan, she continues to run towards the schoolyard.
NPC-Pamzan(2)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:<size=50>You stop right there!</size>
NPC-Ange(37)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:She still doesn't stop.
NPC-Pamzan(2)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:Goddammit! Are you asking me to beat your ass?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_rifle_finalshot_n</SE1><震屏3>:Bang! +A gunshot rings out. Ramzan freezes in surprise before looking down to check his own gun, which is holstered on his belt.
NPC-Pamzan(1)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:That wasn't me.
NPC-Pamzan(2)<Speaker>Ramzan</Speaker>||:Wait! Where are you going?!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Anna dashes towards where the shot was fired. She heard it—an MP-443. +HER MP-443!
()||<黑点1><关闭蒙版>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<common_effect>%%code=AVG_xiaxue%%</common_effect><黑点2>:She reaches a corner... +The schoolyard is just round the corner... +But Anna's eyes widen as she takes in the scene that comes into view. +Martha is indeed in the schoolyard. She is shielding a little girl that looks about six or seven while pointing her gun at the Guard Regiment troops. +But what strikes her as the oddest is...
NPC-Ange(36)<Speaker>Anna</Speaker><Position>0,-50</Position>||:Brother...
NPC-Ahmin(0)<Speaker>Armin</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Armin has planted himself in front of Martha. He is half surrounded by Guard Regiment members who are all armed with lethal weapons.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:Anna charges in without a second thought.
()||<黑点1>: