Looks like you've done quite a number on this one.
Intel extracted via physical torture is unreliable.
It has always been my understanding that a skilled interrogator
doesn't have to resort to inflicting pain on his... subject.
You're right, Commander.
But it all depends on the time and the place.
This man used to be a member of FOX. For him, this doesn't even qualify as torture.
I was simply saying hello.
I see. As a fellow FOX, you know his limits.
Still, it's not easy getting information out of him... is it, Cunningham?
Ah, he is a tough one, I'll give him that.
But his resilience will be his undoing.
This time, I'll get the location of the remaining Legacy for sure.
- Can you do it? - It's not part of my normal regimen,
- but there is a way. - Drugs?
Truth serum won't work on a member of FOX.
While he was away from the battlefield, they developed a new formula.
Confessions extracted via truth serum can't be trusted,
more so if you're using a stronger formula.
He could fall apart before you even have the chance to question him.
You know that as well as I.
Why the hurry, Cunningham?
It seemed the ideal way to handle it... from an efficiency perspective.
- All right, then. But I want to talk to him first. - Be my guest.
Truth serums also have an anesthetic effect. If I use it before he recovers his strength,
I can't make him hurt.
Let's let him taste the fear a little while longer.
You've been awake all this time? You'd make a formidable opponent.
I can see now why you've inherited the title of Boss.
And yet you are troubled.
Who are you loyal to?
Why do you fight?
What is a country? A soldier?
Have you lost sight of these things?
That's why you retired from FOX.
But here you are back on the battlefield.
Once you've inherited the soul of a warrior, you can never leave the battlefield.
Allow me to share a story.
This whole business about stealing Metal Gear...
It was all a setup from the beginning.
The idea was the CIA's.
They were planning to give the American- developed Metal Gear to the Russians.
Giving the enemy a new weapon of their own design.
And do you know why?
- Enlighten me. - To prolong the Cold War.
The failure of its planned economy has left the Soviet Union's finances in shambles.
On top of that, thanks to the Boss' work six years ago,
they lost the Philosopher's Legacy.
The Russians can no longer sustain the massive military spending demanded by the Cold War.
And now America, in addition to acquiring the Legacy,
has succeeded in deploying MIRVs in battle,
and is moving to cement her military superiority through the ongoing Strategic Arms Limitation Talks.
At this rate, the global balance of power will soon collapse,
and before long, the Cold War will have ended.
And when that happens, the CIA's importance will have diminished - considerably.
The CIA is giving Metal Gear to the Russians to maintain the balance of power?
Metal Gear is a weapon far more advanced than any MIRV.
It would be a most valuable trump card for Moscow,
one that would render SALT irrelevant.
The world would move away from compromise and accommodation...
and once again split into two. The age of soldiers and spies would continue.
FOX's orders from the CIA were not to guard Metal Gear during transport,
but to steal it
and then pretend to defect to the Soviet Union.
A clever plan on the part of the CIA,
all designed to protect its organizational interests.
No... no way... I don't believe it.
- This is what you call your "country." - So that's why you staged a rebellion.
I will create a world I desire.
Just as soldiers have need of talented officers, men have need of talented leaders.
Leaders capable of granting guidance to the world.
- I was created for that purpose. - Created.
- Have you heard of the Successor Project? - ...No.
It was a top-secret experiment conducted by the U.S. government.
Its goal - to create the ultimate battlefield commander.
The skills to wage war. The aptitude for strategy.
The endurance to return from battle alive.
And the charisma to overwhelm and master the hearts of soldiers.
My voice is endowed with a special power.
Another product of the Successor Project.
And the soldier they chose as the model leader
was none other than the legend herself,
The Boss.
The Boss...?
I received these gifts.
I inherited them.
Snake... You inherited the title of Boss. You were her last disciple.
You and I are like brothers.
And as such, I couldn't possibly kill you now.
Make yourself comfortable, "brother", for you're about to witness
the creation of my new world.
Listen up, everyone. Our interrogation of the enemy has produced information
on the location where Snake is being held.
He's currently in the guest house.
We'd go out and rescue him immediately, but unfortunately
we're unable to ascertain the exact location.
As a facility used by high-ranking dignitaries, the location of the guest house
is a well-kept secret.
It's quite possible that none of the enemies we interrogated even know its exact location.
And it's not marked on any of our maps, probably for the same reason.
So for the time being, we're making finding the location of the guest house our
number one priority.
You might want to try interrogating people who are regular visitors to the guest house
- government official, high-ranking officers.
It may also be a good idea to expand the scope of our spy units' reconnaissance.
In any case, we've got to find that guest house! If anybody has any bright ideas, let's hear them!
RAIL BRIDGE - MAP FOUND "SOURCES INDICATE THAT A MAP SHOWING THE ROUTE TO THE GUEST HOUSE HAS BEEN PROVIDED TO THE RAIL BRIDGE SECURITY GUARDS."
We've got to find out the location of that guest house.
According to the intel we got from our spy unit in the bridge
Guards on the rail bridge must know how to get to the
guest house.
The bridge and the guest house are susceptible places on this peninsula.
So logicaly the guards level on the bridge are the similar to the guard level
unit who's patrolling the guest house.
and they may know the way to that guest house,
the place where there comrades are.
We should be serious about what we are after, that what it takes.
Get the location of snake whereabouts, get it from the guards of the rail bridge.
Interrogate the enemy while they're on patrol.
They must have some information we can use.
Give it everything you've got- show them no mercy. Get to it.
It's me.
Somehow I knew it would be you.
...Yes, negotiations with the Kremlin were a success.
They won't interfere with what's about to happen.
I must thank you for all your help.
When they saw the trajectory data for Metal Gear, they knew that this was no bluff.
The CIA must be in a state of total panic about now.
All part of your plan, I presume?
Tell me something, though...
You couldn't possibly have obtained the data on your own, could you?
There must be someone backing you. Who is it?
Never mind...I've got a fairly good idea who it is.
The man with the same codename as Null...
But you do realize you're betraying you're employer, don't you?
Just what is it you've got in mind? You're not using me, are you?
No matter. We'll meet again...
in a new world, one of my own creation.
Until then, my friend... Ocelot.
What is it? What's happened?
P-pardon us, sir! But the Perfect Soldier... He's...!
Null...
- What's the meaning of this? - I must complete my mission.
- Stand down, Null. - Not yet. He lives.
I have not completed my mission.
You mean Snake? He's been captured. Your mission is complete.
Stand down, Null.
No.
Why won't you die, Snake!?
Out of my way. I'll kill him! I must kill him...
I must... kill!
You will follow my orders, Perfect Soldier.
I am your commander.
Take him to the preparation chamber.
The Perfect Soldier has his memory reset after every mission.
And yet, after a single skirmish,
you managed to instill such strong emotions in him.
Snake...
You got the map? Excellent! Nice work!
OK, you're done there. Get back to the truck immediately!
Hi there. I brought you some dinner. And some for the prisoner, too.
Thank you! Awfully nice of you to come all this way just to bring me a meal...
Don't mention it.
Say, mind if I talk to the prisoner for a little while?
I want to meet the man who fought the Perfect Soldier and lived to tell about it.
Don't mind me, just enjoy your supper.
- But... - Please try to understand.
When a girl's life is on the line, sometimes she longs for a strong man.
...Go ahead.
Can you do me a favor and look the other way for a while?
Looks like you've really been through the ringer, Snake.
But I'm glad to see you're alive.
I never thought you'd actually survive a fight with Null.
Let's see if we can't get you patched up.
Eat your dinner. Don't worry, it's not drugged or anything.
Don't move, Snake. And keep quiet, OK?
- Can you hear me? - Is this telepathy?
Not so loud. Just be quiet and listen.
I don't have enough power to talk for very long.
Gene has begun preparations for Metal Gear's ballistic launch.
He's given the orders to start loading the nuclear warheads.
It's still too early.
- Did the negotiations break down? - I don't know.
Not even Ursula and I can know what's running through Gene's mind.
As to why he's negotiating with both the U.S. and the Soviet Union...
your guess is as good as mine.
I think he may be preparing to use Metal Gear right now -
no matter how the talks turn out. But I can't stop him...
Not by myself. Not while he has Ursula on his side.
You're the only one I can count on.
They've probably taken Metal Gear from the harbor to the assembly plant
so they can load the warheads.
If you destroy it now, you can at least prevent Gene from launching a nuclear attack.
Why are you telling me this?
I saw a vision of you destroying Metal Gear. My premonitions don't always come true,
but I do know that you've got a chance to prevent nuclear holocaust.
- Can you get me out of here? - Not right now. Be patient.
- Your luck will change soon. - Well, that makes me feel better.
I'm practically smiling... on the inside.
All good things come to those who wait.
OK, Chief, uh, time to wrap it up...
- Oh, sorry. I guess I got a little too into it. - Into it...?
This is our little secret, okay? Don't tell anybody.
Please, Snake. You have to believe.
We've learned the location of the guest house where Snake is being held captive.
The next step is to go there, sneak inside, and execute a rescue operation.
Security will be tight, but we can't let that stop us.
We're going to bring him back! Everybody with me?
You came to save me?
You didn't even know if I was still alive. Why'd you put yourself in danger like that?
Because you're our Boss.
Besides... we knew you wouldn't let yourself get killed in a place like this.
- But...saving me's not gonna... - We need you. Don't forget that, Snake.
All right, let's get out of here. I know where Metal Gear is.
- Our business here is finished. - Roger that, Boss.
There's a passageway up ahead that's only lightly guarded.
End of the line, Snake!
These are capable men you lead, Snake.
I never thought a FOX agent - a specialist in solo sneaking missions, no less -
would have his comrades come rescue him.
My mistake. You nearly slipped through my fingers.
- I must remember to thank Ursula. - Ursula...
- the precog working for Gene. - She's a mystery to me,
but she does have her uses.
Anyway. Now that we're both here, we can get on with the questioning.
The Legacy - where is it? I know you stole the KGB's half,
- now tell me where it is! - The KGB?
- What are you talking about? - Still playing at denial.
Have it your way!
Your men die by my hand - one by one - until you change your mind!
Stop!
Where is the Philosopher's Legacy? Where is it?
I don't know!
Stop it! I don't know anything! I swear!
You're lying! You must know where the Legacy is.
- The Pentagon told me -- - The Pentagon?
Why are you so concerned about what's happened to the Legacy, Cunningham?
- What's your stake in this? - Enough!
You'd better start giving me some answers. Or else!
What the?!
You!
- Snake, get in! - Elisa? Why are you...?
Hurry!
G... go on without me, Boss...
hurry...
Quit your whining. The bullets went straight through. Now get up!
Don't just stand there! Stop them!
OK, step on it!
Looks like we shook them off.
Yeah. Glad to see you're still in one piece, Snake.
- How's our wounded? - Well, I'm not the world's best field medic,
- but his condition looks stable. - Good.
I thought you specialized in solo missions.
But it looks like you can lead a squad, too.
Knock it off.
- Hey Snake... who's the dame? - This is Elisa. She helped us escape.
You got one of Gene's soldiers to join our side?
Just out of curiosity, how did you manage to get a girl like this?
Don't you think she's a little young?
I mean, another five years and she'll be a real knockout of a woman, but...
Let's go, Snake. We should check on the location of the plant while it's still dark out.
The lights should tell us exactly where it's located.
Right. You lead the way.
Elisa... about what Campbell was saying.
You mean about waiting another five years?
That's not what I meant.
I mean the reasonwhy you betrayed Gene and saved me.
- You never told me. - Haven't I already explained this to you?
I want you to destroy Metal Gear.
I thought you were loyal to Gene.
I thought so, too... at first.
Even now I'm still grateful to him.
In East Germany Ursula and I were used like guinea pigs --
he saved us from that.
But the Communists, the Americans... they're all the same.
All the military wanted was to know the secret of our ESP.
They only wanted us so they could use our ESP in war.
So, once again, I ran away with Gene.
Then why did you end up betraying him?
It was the nukes...
No one should ever be allowed to use nuclear warheads.
Not ever.
I'm a victim of the atomic bomb, Snake.
My parents were nuclear physicists working in the Soviet Union.
There was an accident, at the Kyshtym facility,
and they were killed int eh ensuing explosion.
Kyshtym... The nuclear disaster in the Ural Mountains.
Yes. And Ursula and I suffered the aftereffects.
It still haunts me in my dreams.
I see my parents dying n the explosion.
I see the ashes of death falling from the sky.
Soon afterwards we gained our abilities.
Right after we were sent back to our country.
I've been exposed, too. The tests at Bikini Atoll...
I know.
Somehow, I could tell.
- Is that why you saved me? - Perhaps.
I think I probably wanted to leave some hope for the future.
With this body, I'll never be able to have children of my own.
So instead, I'm placing my hopes in you.
- Why me? - I just think
you'll make a great father someday...
Elisa,
I'm sorry, but...
I'll never be a father.
This is the place.
We should be able to see the plant's location from here.
So that's where they're storing Metal Gear?
- I think so... - Something's not right --
it's pretty late at night for them to still be working.
- It might be worth checking out. - Right.
And Null's still undergoing readjustment.
With me gone, it'll take a few days to get him prepped.
Now's our chance.
Then the only thing we have to look out for is Cunningham.
No.
Gene is the one you should really be afraid of.
The Successor Project was designed to produce a battle commander capable of commanding the Perfect Soldier.
I've never actually seen Gene fight,
but I think his reflexes may even be faster than Null's.
And his battle technique is patterned after The Boss herself.
Must have taken some guts to turn on him. Aren't you afraid?
Yes. But...
I believe in you, Snake.
My sister foresaw you plunging the world into fear.
I foresaw you stopping Metal Gear.
It was the first time in our lives our visions weren't one and the same.
I believe in you.
We'd better get back.
Once we catch our breath, we're heading straight for the plant.
Everybody, Snake is back! And he's still in one piece.
Thanks everyone for the rescue effort.
Hey, forget about it. No need to thank us. We're just glad to have you back.
...
And to top it off, I've got some more good news.
Thanks to the info passed to us by the dame... I mean Elisa,
we've finally discovered the whereabouts of Metal Gear.
It's being loaded with nuclear warheads in the plant right now,
and is in an extremely vulnerable state. This could be our one
and only chance to mount an assault.
Exactly. We need to infiltrate that plant NOW.
Right. Let's get going.
OK, this is it everybody.
At this moment, they're loading the nuclear warheads onto Metal Gear inside the plant.
Security is extremely tight... No surprises there. This thing is Gene's trump card.
But look at it this way: if we destroyMetal Gear, we win - a powerful asset
in clearing Snake's name of any involvement in the rebellion.
Find a way to get close to Metal Gear, and stay out of sight.
It's showtime!
So this is Metal Gear...
OK, let's hurry up and plant these bombs.
You're not getting away from me this time, Snake.
Gene!
Metal Gear!
But who...?
Missed...
But what power...
With this weapon, no one will make an exile of me.
Watch you worthless turncoats!
Watch as I teach this rabble-rouser a lesson!
Get out, you intruders. This base is mine!
- It's him... - Colonel Skowronski!?
Damn it! Why?
Why won't it move?!
Freeze, Gene.
Kind of an anticlimactic way to end it, huh?
That's your trump card?
Tell your men to throw down their weapons.
Trump card?
You certainly put on a great sideshow, Snake.
Even I didn't see Skowronski coming.
As a token of my appreciation,
allow me to share with you my true trump card.
- What? - Wake up, Ursula!
Elisa!?
No... Ursula, don't! Snake, shoot me!
...Elisa? What are you talking about!?
Hurry, Snake! You have to shoot me before Ursula awakens! Shoot now!
If you don't... I'll... I'll...
I'll kill you, Snake.
Kill you before you spawn your accursed snake children.
Psychokinesis...
Urusla and Elisa were originally one personality.
But in the process of artificially augmenting her mental powers,
they split into two.
Ursula gained the greater powers at the expense of her emotions.
That Metal Gear may only be an incomplete prototype,
but dear Ursula more than makes up for its shortcomings.
How does it move like that!?
It's like it's not a machine at all!
Elisa! Stop!
Elisa! Get out of there!
Elisa...
I'm sorry...
He beat Metal Gear...
Metal Gear, done in by a flesh-and-blood human being...
So that's Big Boss.
It's all over. Our nation will never be built...
Wonderful!
Only you could have destroyed RAXA with Ursula at its helm.
I can see now why you caught Ocelot's eye.
Major Ocelot from GRU? What does he have to do with this?
I like you, Snake. You're a fascinating man.
Enough!
It's over, Gene. I destroyed your Metal Gear.
You can't blackmail the world with nuclear attack anymore. Give it up.
- You're finished. - You destroyed my Metal Gear?
- Why Snake, whatever do you mean? - What?
- ...Ghost? This isn't a good time. - Snake, it's not over! Not yet!
That wasn't the ballistic launch Metal Gear. That was Metal Gear RAXA,
produced for performance evaluation.
- It was a test model! - Test model?
Sokolov! You're alive!
Of course!
So you're the Ghost. You designed the Shagohod,
so naturally you'd know about Granin's Metal Gear too... That's why!
So it was you who was feeding Snake information, Sokolov.
Of all people, I never thought you would betray me.
...Yes, you did rescue me from that prison camp in Russia.
Thanks for you, I was reunited with my family...
for a little while, at least. I will always be grateful to you for that...
But launching Metal Gear into Russia - that I cannot condone.
I simply could not bear to see my own creation
- turned against the Motherland. - And so you collaborated with Snake?
Sokolov, you designed the world's first nuclear-armed tank...
You're a rocket scientist. You defected to the United States
and participated in the development of Metal Gear.
Surely you must have known that one day it would be used against the Soviet Union.
- ...That's the real Metal Gear!? - Yes.
RAXA was a decoy.
Ursula bought us plenty of time.
- Gene, stop! - Shoot me if you like, Snake.
But ask yourself this: are you worthy enough to pull the trigger?
You've inherited the title of Boss,
yet you've never stopped to think about the future you want to see!
Soldiers, hear my words!
The Cold War will soon be over. For the United States and the Soviet Union
no longer have the strength or authority to shape the world as they seem fit.
Even as America sinks deeper into the quagmire of the Vietnam War,
her allies in the West have achieved tremendous economic growth.
And with the collapse of its planned economy,
Russia can no longer keep up with the financial demands of her vast army.
But the end of the Cold War does not mean that peace will follow.
Freed from the domination of the world's superpowers,
nationalism will soon be the driving force behind global politics.
And the ever-widening gap between rich and poor
will fan the flames of hatred between nations.
Nuclear weapons will slip from the superpowers' grasp
and spread throughout the world.
Soon no one will know when or where the nukes will come from.
Today's ally may be tomorrow's bitter enemy. Or worse -
the time may come when soldiers of the same country will kill their brothers --
just like you are now!
Who of you can say that tomorrow you won't be aiming your rifles at your neighbors?
- Your comrades? Your families? - Stop it, Gene!
Is there no one who has a grudge against you?
No one who mocks you? No one who really needs you?
Is there truly no one out there who would kill you?
Knock it off, Gene!
One of my men is standing amongst you right now.
His instructions are to kill you - for your betrayal.
- He's lying! Don't listen to him! - He's going to kill us! He's going to kill us!
Hey, get a hold of yourself! Snap out of it!
Your enemy is standing right beside you.
Is it you...? Or perhaps you...?
This planet is like a giant bomb.
See how easily it blows itself to bits with a single nuclear warhead.
Or rather, a single bullet.
There he is... It's the enemy!
Who's shooting?! Who's shooting?!
The bastard shot him!
Stop! Cease fire!
Make it stop, Gene!
If you want them to stop, then why not stop them yourself, Snake?
Metal Gear is ready to launch. I have no further need of this plant.
- So you'd kill your own men?! - I don't have to kill anyone.
These men are quite capable of doing it themselves.
Humans are fragile, foolish, violent creatures.
See for yourself, Snake. See what mankind truly is.
Snake, look out!
So the Metal Gear you destroyed at the plant... It wasn't the intercontinental ballistic unit
we've been after. It was a performance test model, RAXA.
Gene managed to sneak the real ICBMG right out from under our noses and
move it to the nuclear launch silo.
And judging from the way he was talking, they've already finished arming it
with the nukes. We can't afford anymore setbacks.
Concentrate the Spy Unit on the Silo Entrance. Keep your eyes open for any information!
We've got to infiltrate the underground silo complex...
...
Come on, Snake, cheer up... OK, maybe not.
Sorry...
SILO ENTRANCE -- TECHNICAL DOCUMENT OBTAINED "WE HAVE OBTAINED A TECHNICAL DOCUMENT BELIEVED TO BE A STRUCTURAL DIAGRAM OF THE GATE LEADING FROM THE ENTRANCE OF THE NUCLEAR LAUNCH SILO TO THE UNDERGROUND SILO COMPLEX."
After reviewing the technical documents our spies brought back,
we've discovered how to get into the underground silo complex.
The gate in front of the underground complex is impenetrable.
There's no way to get in through ordinary means.
But the lock system uses an electromagnet. If we could cut off the supply of power...
The gate can be unlocked manually until the auxiliary power comes on!
In other words, if we find the facility that supplies power to the silo
and destroy it, we can infiltrate the underground complex.
The problem is figuring out where the hell this power facility is.
I wouldn't think it'd be that far from the silo...
At this point, we don't have any information specifically pointing to its location.
Looks like we'll have to dispatch our spy unit.
RAVINE - POWER SUBSTATION LOCATED "WE HAVE REPORTS OF A SUBSTATION NEAR THE RAVINE. THE EXACT LOCATION IS UNCLEAR, BUT IT APPEARS TO BE TO THE SOUTH OF THE RAVINE."
Reports coming in from our spy units suggest the existence of a substation
at the south end of the ravine on the east side of the peninsula.
Mounting a sabotage operation against this substation should produce the effect
we're looking for.
The ravine runs in front of the substation. The footing is treacherous,
but it's the only way to get there.
Good. You've arrived at the substation.
Now we've got to destroy it... But first we need an idea of how it's laid out.
We can't do much with the amount of explosives we've got.
If we want to stop the flow of electricity at the source...
We'll need to be a little more clever about it.
Our best bet is to target the switchboard.
To do that, we'll have to infiltrate the substation and identify the precise location
of the switchboard. Find the entrance to the substation and
make your way inside. Then search for the location of the switchboard.
OK. We've got the location of the substation.
But there's no point destroying it now. The gate would switch over
to emergency power in 5 minutes.
What do we do now...
First things first. Head back to the truck.
It's time for a powwow.
We made it to the switchboard, but even if we blew it up
then there's no way we'd make it to the underground silo entrance in 5 minutes.
We need to use a time bomb. And with that in mind...
We'll need a detonation timer to pull this off.
Our technical unit is in the process of building one as we speak.
That should get the job done.
All right, everything's in place to plant the time bomb.
Stay focused. Screw up now, and we lose everything.
Use caution in there, but make sure you get the job done.
Nice work. we'll be waiting you back at the truck.
They're all dead...
Null!
I didn't hear anything about using the Perfect Soldier, did you!?
He's supposed to be undergoing readjustments!
Where is he? Where is that man?
I found you.
Tell me. Why are you still alive?
I used to get dreams... About my comrades...
They'd come save me with strong arms and laughing voices.
When I woke up, I had nothing.
No joy, no sorrow, no hatred...
No memory.
When I wake up from the darkness,
all I see are thebodies of men I've killed, lying in front of me.
My memory is riddled with corpses.
I know. Everybody dies.
Crime, disease, accidents, war...
No matter how noble a person you are, no matter how good a soldier.
There are no exceptions.
Even if I don't kill them,
they die.
This world is full of death. And yet you won't be killed
Why? Why do you still live?
What do you hope to accomplish by living?
I know your name.
...name...
It was four years ago, in Mozambique.
There was a child soldier fighting with a guerrilla group in the struggle for independence.
Hekilled dozens of government soldiers with just a single knife.
He'd throw the enemy off guard with the innocent frankness of a young boy.
Then he'd prey on them with the cold cruelty of a hunter.
He spoke alittle German so his enemies called him, "Frank Jaeger,"
the frank hunter.
Frank Jaeger
...my name...
Don't do this. The strong arms... allies who will help you aresomewhere else.
No.
I am the Perfect Soldier. Where I exist, there are no othersoldiers.
So I don't need a name.
I am Null. And when you're dead, I can go back to being null!
I remember now... Big Boss...
Even then, you were the one who stopped me.
I was raised by adults to be a tool of war.
But you defeated me.
Watched over me.
I'm sorry. I thought you'd have been safe at the rehab facility...
I had no idea they'd subject you to this.
It had to be the Philosophers...
It's OK, Big Boss. You're always there tosave me.
You help me fill the void inside.
Let's get going.
It's time to blow this place.
Null's assault may have thrown us for a loop, but we still achieved our
initial objective of planting a time bomb on the substation.
Now let's make our way to the silo entrance.
Metal Gear is almost within reach!
We've just confirmed an explosion at the substation.
The power supply has already been cut off.
Starting now, you have 5 minutes to pass through the gate leading
into the underground silo complex.
Screw up, and you're gonna have to blow up the substation again.
So make sure you do it right.
OK, somehow we made it inside the underground silo complex.
This is the home stretch. One more push and Metal Gear
will be in our grasp.
Proceed into the complex, and don't let yourself be
spotted by any enemy patrols.
Metal Gear is close. Don't let your guard down.
I don't believe we made it this far!
Let's keep it up that way.
and stop this madness.
Good luck!
This is Campbell. What's your status?
You say there's a large freight elevator?
Bingo! That's it!
That must be what they used to get
Metal Gear down to the silo.
Wherever that elevator leads, that's where you'll find Metal Gear.
Take the elevator and go after Metal Gear!
Cunningham.
Glad you could make it, Snake. To be honest, I'm a bit surprised.
You've come much further than I'd expected.
He was right about you.
...He?
But that no longer matters. You've got no reason left to fight.
Your mission is over, Snake.
Mission? What are you talking about, Cunningham?
All right, then, Snake, I'll explain it to you.
I don't answer to Gene.
What...?
The CIA may control FOX, but I don't answer to them, either.
My employer is the U.S. Department of Defense.
What do you mean?
Everything you've seen so far --
Surely you know the CIA and the Pentagon aren't on the best of terms?
You're talking about a fight over budget?
No, not that.
The Bay of Pigs Invasion in 1961...
The covert ops in North Vietnam -
the influence of the CIA in America's military affairs grows with each passing year.
The Pentagon brass started to feel threatened.
And then they found out about the Metal Gear project.
They enlisted Gene, FOX Unit's commanding officer,
and had him steal it before it could be handed over to the Russians.
What do you think would happen if Gene were to launch Metal Gear into the Soviet Union?
The CIA'd lose face, and the military's influence would immediately start to soar.
You were trying to get Gene to use the nukes on purpose?
Are you out of your mind? You'd start an all-out nuclear war!
Wrong again, Snake.
Gene is just a renegade.
And the Russians are the ones who built this base.
The fundamental design for Metal Gear and the nukes it carries are Russian-made.
And you blame Washington?
Besides, there'll be no evidence left behind, anyway.
- See this, Snake? - A Davy Crockett!?
Exactly.
A miniature nuclear warhead.
But this one is Soviet-made.
After Gene launches Metal Gear, I'll obliterate this base.
Not a single blade of grass will be left behind.
What are you going to do with the other soldiers?
Those Red Army rebels? What do you care? They're our enemies
But you're different, Snake.
You carried out your mission well.
You followed the script he and the Pentagon wrote for you to the letter.
Script?
Do you want to know the real reason you were sent here?
Because we knew you'd throw a wrench into Gene's plans.
We needed someone to sneak into enemy territory alone,
recruit the rebels to his side,
and leave Gene with no choice but to launch Metal Gear.
The only soldier who could pull it off was you.
The legendary hero,
Big Boss.
And sure enough, that's just what you've done.
Now you've done quite enough.
We still need Gene to launch Metal Gear.
It's part of the Pentagon's plan.
And we can't have you disrupting that, too.
There's a heliport on top of this base. Get on the chopper, Snake.
Once Metal Gear has been launched as planned, we'll take you back to the States.
After this place is nothing but cinders,
you'll be a hero once again.
It won't be the CIA congratulating you, but you'll get over it.
What do you think you're doing, Snake? Are you still blinded by your loyalty to the CIA?
What has the CIA ever done for us in FOX?
They sent us on the most brutal missions.
And when I came back wounded, they shuffled me to a desk job.
They did the same to you, too.
They cast your mentor - the mother of our Special Forces
- out into a foreign land and left her there to die!
Don't tell me you're doing it for the Russian soldiers here.
Pathetic fool.
Go to the heliport, Snake. I'm not letting you through. Go back.
I can't let you use Metal Gear.
I'm doing this out of loyalty to myself.
I'm not going to live my life the way The Boss did!
Have it your way. Now you're a real traitor!
Why, Snake...?
If you'd just gone home to America,
you and I would have been given the highest honors a soldier can achieve.
And now... look what you've done.
But I'm not going to die alone.
I'm taking you with me!
Cunningham, no!