A toad-like bioroid, representing the sewer dwellers of the Bioroid Underground, raised an appendage. "He? Who is this 'he', Doctor?"
"Another good question!" The doctor smiled. Why, he's my ultimate creation. The closest to a son I'll ever have. Here he is, ladies and gentlemen."
With a swift motion of his arm Dr Light pulled back a tarpaulin cover, revealing a glimmering bioroid generation tube. The smallish, blue-chromed cyborg within had a content face with a soft expression. It looked peaceful.
Light looked at the gathered crowd. "The startup sequence for my little blue bomber is running as we speak. In a few hours, he will be fully charged and ready for operation. In order for the attack to be successful, I will need the cooperation from all of you." He pointed at the group of bioroids huddling in the corner. "The Bioroid Underground will play a key role, striking from hidden sewer passages in key locations and disabling the heart of the corporate infrastructure. The various paramilitary groups," he turned to the Peregrines and the Contras, along with the other militia representatives, "will attack corporate army compounds, creating confusion and preventing a combined force response. A few groups of exceptionally gifted civilians," he looked at Mario, the Lee brothers, Adam Hunter, and many other brawlers, hardened from undercity life, "will incite riots and unrest in important districts, as well as disrupt corporate-loyal gang activity."