Beauty and the Beast 成员介绍，本文多少会有少量剧透，预先提醒下。
B&B作为4代的Boss战队，可以想象为1代的Foxhound，2代的Deadcell，3代的Cobra Unit。每一作的boss战队都会有主题，本作的主题就是Drebin和Snake所讲到的“War transforms us”，你可以看到MGS对于战争的思考以及战争对人性的扭曲。B&B的身世背景会在Boss战结束后统一由Drebin在Codec中为Snake讲述，无一例外。
she's from a village in Scandinavia, little seaside hamlet known to all the locals as the devil's village.
Place wasn't known for devils, though. It was known for octopus.
See, this was one of the few place in Europe where they ate octopus customarily.
Anyway, there's this cult of crazies who for some reason hate the village, with a passion.
Then, when she was just a teenager, things get bad.
These nutcases get their hands on some weapons and attack the village. Overnight, her sleepy little fishing town beomes a war zone.
They round up all the villagers and execute them one by one.
Except for that girl.
They had something else planned for her, something a whole lot worse than dying.
Calling her the Devil's Child, they forced her do the kind of thing you'd except from one of Lucifer's own.
Afer they made her torture her family and friends, they made her kill'em.
The whole time they were forcing her to laugh, howl like some sort of demon, like she was enjoying it.
What was she gonna do, say no? They'd kill her, too.
So she let fear take control, and did exactly as they told her.
She butchered the bodies of the ones she loved, and laughed while she did it.
And as she bathed in their blood, it gradually turned from deep red to jet black.
To her, it looked like the ink of an octopus.
The experience scarred her deep. Ever since then, she hasn't stopped laughing.
Only, that ain't really laughter.
在Eva和Snake转移Big Boss的身体的时候，Raging Raven呼啸而至，在一段和3代几乎一样的摩托追击战后，boss战开始，Raging Raven很有点The Fury的感觉，超大的活动范围，无规律可循的滑翔轨迹以及刚猛的火力构成了这场战斗的要素，经过苦战后，RR终于得到了解脱，Drebin则讲述了下面的故事：
(How old is she?)（括号内是Snake的说话，下同）
I'd say about 20. But she had years of soldiers' rage hidden away in that youthful body of hers.
The soldiers of Aceh, a place that hasn't seen peace in a long, long time.
She was captured by one side or another, and kept caged up like an animal along with god knows how many other kids.
It's unknown whether her captors were with the government or the rebels.
In any case, they got their kicks by abusing these helpless little kids day after day after day.
That constant barrage, that battlefield rage, slowly built up inside their bodies...their minds.
The kids tried to keep each other's spirits up, always clinging to the hope that someone would come to their rescue, barely surviving off scraps of food.
But those soldiers didn't stop.
They called the kids parasites and shit-eating ravens. Beat'em even harder.
Then one morning, the soldiers just up and left, leaving the surviving kids to be eaten alive by the birds.
Almost like one of those sky burials.
One by one, theirs bodies were picked apart by raven's peaks, until finally the flock came for her.
But by some miracles, their peaks cut her bonds instead.
And like that, she was liberated.
In that instant, she was filled with an uncontrollable rage, and it smothered her soul.
She ripped the ravens pecking at her to pieces and then went after the soldiers.
And when she finally caught up with them, she waited until nightfall like a hunter awaiting its prey.
They say that when a raven cries, a man dies.
And that's exactly what happened that night.
Screeching and carving, she killed every last living being in the camp, both the soldiers and the civilians they'd enslaved.
In her eyes, there was no longer a difference.
The cruelty her friends had suffered, the pain and humiliation she'd endured...
Hers was the distillation of the rage that decades of war had imparted on those soldiers.
It was her strength---and her greatest weakness.
You don't need me to tell you there's whole nation africa tearing themselves apart in the name of ethnic cleansing.
Well, she was born into that environment.
When she was a little girl, her village was attacked by rival armed factions.
Her parents and siblings was slaughtered, and she was left a refugee.
She took her last surviving relative, her baby brother, and ran as far as she could away from the war zone.
One day, they came across an enemy unit, so she took her brother and hid in an abandoned shack.
And then, her brother started to crying...
She knew that if the soldiers heard the noise, they would find them and kill them both.
So she wrapped her hand as tight as she could around his mouth.
As the foot step gradually went away, she came back to her senses.
His brother wasn't crying anymore.
Horrified, she pulled her hand away, covered in sweat and spit.
He wasn't breathing.
They say wolves eat their own pups when they die.
She was spotted wandering through the thick of battle carring her dead brother in her arms.
She had vision, too---a wolf walking alongside her.
Every night, the wolf would howl and cry, just like her brother did that day.
Eventually, she made it to a government-run refugee camp.
But by then, her brother's body had rotted away.
The camp was crowded with refugees like herself, and little children like her brother.
Day and night she was tormented by the cries of babies.
The wolf that followed her heard her sorrowful screams and answered.
He made his way around the camp.
And one by one...
He silenced the children.
She tried to stop it, but she was powerless to stop the wolf.
A few days passed,and on the eve of the enemy's raid, there wasn't a child left.
The adults who survived were torn up pretty bad.
Of course, there never was any wolf in that camp.
She was the one who killed those babies.
But she couldn't bring herself to admit it.
She couldn't bear the thought of herself going from one baby to the next, hollowing like a wolf, snuffing out their little lives.
And she never did, even as Crying Wolf, a lonely beast forever stalking the battlefield.
在Outer Haven的中枢，那个有着“Second greatest boss”之称的人的继承者出现在了最后的道路上，毫无悬念的Meryl又成了被操纵的傀儡……一切都是那么的熟悉，唯一的变化就是这一次是PS3了……于是……
Mantis came form South America, she was born and rised in a country wracked by never-ending civil wars.
Her village was attacked by enemy forces and burned to the ground.
This was when she was still a little girl.
Hunted by enemy death squads, she was separated from her family.
She barely managed to escape with her life...Ended up in the basement of this one building.
It was full of corpses that had been dumped there.
Almost all of them had been tortured to death.
She was petrified with fear.
And then she heard the sound of heavy boots on the floor above her, followed by shrieking screams, the kind that would make every hair on your body stand straight up.
She had stumbled across a makeshift torture chamber.
Somebody had locked the door, and she was trapped.
It was dark, it was dank. And it was full of a wretched stench.
She couldn't sleep with the scream of torture victims all around her.
All she could do was sit curled up in one corner of the room, trembling.
A week passed, then ten days.
She managed to keep hydrated by drinking filthy water pooled upon the floor, but there was no food.
Being trapped in that kind of place, half-crazy from hunger, did a serious number on her mind.
Did you know female mantis eat their mates?
The screams went on day and night, she covered her ears but it didn't help.
And then, she was saved...
By a little black mantis, that thaught her how to block out the screams, how to plug up her inner ears.
(What the hell are you talking about?)
I'm saying, Snake, that when she couldn't stand the hunger any longer, she started feeding on the corpses...
But only the male ones.
She didn't realize who was doing it.
In her mind, it was a female mantis, devouring her mates.
It was like one big, twisted walking dream.
There was no mantis, of course.
It was all a hallucination.
Nothing more than some story spun by another person she'd created inside.
Her unstable mind was what made her so vulnerable.
Later they ripped out what was left of her psyche with drugs and hypnosis, and implanted the persona of Psycho Mantis.
It wasn't her will that controlled the BBs, it was Psycho Mantis, half-assimilated into her soul, pulling the strings.
并不是她的意愿在控制着Beauty and the Beast，而是精神螳螂的，半同化进了她的灵魂，操纵着木偶线。
Screaming Mantis was just another puppet.
Anyway, she survied several weeks down in that hellhole and finally got back to the surface.
But the screams in her head didn't subside.
They would always be with her...Only this time, they weren't real.
The inner earplugs didn't work anymore. The black mantis had disappeared.
There was no place left to escape.
Which is why she was always screaming---to drown out the ones in her own head.