Black Lagoon: Life of a Rogue

Guerrillas in the Jungle

Back into the militia base in the jungle, Rock is now in a room with two familiar soldiers being interrogated. The familiar Japanese soldier and Rock are sitting in chairs facing each other. Rock was still giving the silent treatment and keeping his cool.

"Come on now…we’re not gonna hurt you or anything because you don’t look like a killer type. Could you at least tell me your name? My name is Takenaka. Takenaka Masahiro. What's your name?"

"Why do you want to know?" Rock asked as he still hasn’t made any eye contact to the two men.

"It doesn't seem right for you to stay nameless. That's all. Though I don't mind calling you 'Brother'. You from Tokyo?"

Rock was starting to get uncomfortable with the slight change of the man's voice.

"Yeah. Well…"

"Hmm. I was born in Adachi. You go to Shinjuku a lot? Is the Etoare still there? They probably pulled down the Nichigeki Theater, too."

Rock lifted his head up and stare at Takenaka when he asked about the theater.

"After they promoted it, I watched the 'Abashiri Bangaichi' there. I saw ‘Mr. Ken’ there too. That was afterwards. I still had my black helmet and war-stick. It was good to be young."

Rock started to think about the soldier…that he must be away from Japan for a long time and missed out a few things that happened when he was gone. Rock started to feel the same way when he entered himself.   

"Do you miss it…Do you miss Japan?" Rock asked.

With that said, Takenaka began to pull out a cigarette and started smoking as he continues to speak to Rock.

"Let me ask you why you're crossing this dangerous bridge, brother. It's not to eat. There's not a lot of folks who'd do this when Japan's experiencing economic growth. If you ask me, you and I are outsiders from that country. I feel empathy towards you. I want to know why you've become an adventurer."

With that said, Rock was starting to feel irritated as he place his hand to his head.

"I'm…I’m different from you.” Said Rock. “I don’t hang with people like you!"

"Oh? How are we different?"

"I wasn't chased out or anything! But you're different! You were chased down and you escaped! I'm young, but I know what you did!"

"Brother, I gambled everything on human activism and complete, Worldwide-Revolution. When you have a will and a mission it's not called losing. Do you have something like that, brother? If we're different, that's what it is."

“CUT THE SHIT, TAKENAKA! EVEN I UNDERSTAND THAT THIS CONVERSATION HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS INTERROGATION! Yelled the middle Eastern militant who is partnered with Takanaka  as he stood up angrily and walked up to Rock and points his gun which is a Tokarev TT-33 and pointed at Rock's head starting threatening him. “OKAY LISTEN UP, YOU TOUGH BASTARD! TELL US WHERE ARE THE DOCUMENTS CAUSE I’M NOT LIKE AS KIND AS HE IS!”

Rock fearlessly keeps his cool as Ibraha threatens to shoot him.Meanwhile with Revy and the others, the Taiwan Assassin whose name is Shenhua was applying her lipstick and making herself more comfortable while the Irish driver is still in the driver’s seat of the jeep and Revy explaining the situation.

“We’re gonna have to walk from here.”

“We don’t keep driving in car?” Questioned Shenhua.

“Of course not. Not in that piece of shit...especially with a crackhead.”

“FUCK YOU!” The Irish driver yells back at Revy with flipping a bird. “I’LL HAVE YOU  KNOW THAT THIS IS THE WORLD’S GREATEST VEHICLE YOU HEARTLESS BITCH!”