A snitch is under 24-hour 'Forcer protection. A little chaos might lure his guards away: we're thinkin' hardcore porn, on three electronic billboards around the city. Hack this sat dish to start with.
Heads up. Something's going on. Suddenly we got Crim crews headed to almost every satellite dish in San Paro, all at once. I smell trouble. You're detailed to protect this one; get going.
Heh heh. Fender-benders galore... Hack this satellite to get us access to the second billboard. Another broadcast of raunchy porn oughtta draw the Enforcer protection away from that snitch's van.
Another Crim crew on the move. Protect this satellite dish from them; it belongs to an advertising company that does electronic billboards. We got rookies trolling Lie-Net for clues...
That snitch has intel on us in his van. From all the honking and laughing I can hear, our porn-billboard distraction is pretty effective. Hack one more dish to tie traffic right the fuck up.
Shit on toast. The hacked billboards are broadcasting hardcore porn at major intersections, causing all sorts of fender-benders and shit. Protect this dish nearby or it'll get even worse.
We're gonna make that snitch regret that betraying us even crossed his fuckin' mind. He hid his intel in bombproof cases somewhere in his van - let's test their craftsmanship. Blow up the van.
Looks like some sort of anti-corporate thing - all the hacked billboards were run by the same business. Lie-Net suggests Crims might target the company's courier van - protect it.
There's a fuck-ton of intel in those cases; that snitch must've been planning to rat us out for months. Get the cases to our drop before Enforcers can retrieve them.
That van contained sensitive marketing plans and private information, kept in secure cases. We need to get the cases here before the Crims get away with them.