He killed the boss! Get him! After him!
Find him, already! You can NOT let him get away!
Shit, this guy's unreal.
Getting through such tight security and takin' out the boss with just one shot...
B-bastard! He had a prop plane ready so he could escape?!
I was walking aimlessly down nothing but random streets
and I came to, wondered "where am I?" And "what should I do now?"
There's that song you like, so I cranked the car stereo's volume
As far as it will go, capturing the feeling
On this one-way street with no intersections or stoplights
I'm racing at speeds fast enough to catch up to you
So far away, let's take off!
At full speed, without stepping on that brake
Oh someday, yes someday
We'll be in a place of my own, where no one will find us
And when something that can't be seen is broken
How to fix it will be up to me
So far away, let's take off!
Let's restart it all, even our limits, and start together
Oh someday, yes someday
We can find it if I'm with you: our dream
Armored Soldier SDR2
Who are you?
I-I'm an Arabian soldier.
And the others?
I don't know for sure, but I think they're all wanted terrorists.
Terrorists?
How many are there?
About 50, but most of them are dead.
We were all brought here to the island and forced into a death match!
Death match?
Y-yeah.
A match where, if we want to get off the island, we have to kill till we're the last person alive.
What?
They lied to us! Right from the start, we were meant to be killed, all of us!
Who was that just now?
I don't know. I can't find any data!
He may be the pilot of a prop plane that crashed earlier.
What?
If he was flying in this area, he's probably just a drug smuggler.
I don't know who this guy is, but he can't be left alive.
Kill him with the others.
Landmines, huh?
One meter ahead of my right foot...
I've spotted a Chinese-made, Type 72A landmine.
Don't worry. Proceed straight ahead.
Understood.
The SDR2's body is made of the same armor as an Abrams tank.
An antipersonnel mine isn't enough to make a dent.
Two meters ahead of my left foot... I've spotted an anti-tank TM62M mine.
Adjust course five degrees to the right and go around it.
Understood.
That would have been bad if the blast had hit directly...
Why did the mine go off?
A rifle bullet hit it. A random shot. Don't worry about it.
I've spotted an enemy up ahead, in the grass at my 2 o'clock!
Deploy the flamethrower and burn him.
Understood!
I've lost the enemy!
Where did he go?!
Calm down. Just wait for our orders.
Understood.
Either he fell into the sea or was crushed by the rocks.
Either way, there's little chance that he survived.
Use the geophone and find out.
Understood.
Geophone?
It's a device that captures the acoustic waves of ground movement -
and amplifies them several thousand times. If anyone's moving out there, we'll know.
The pilot's blood pressure and heart rate are increasing.
Not to worry. Those are normal values for a soldier on the battlefield.
It's only been thee months since he joined the unit, yes?
I have my doubts as to whether he's mentally prepared for this wholesale slaughter!
All of our plans were put together by a supercomputer.
Our pilot will obey orders, period.
This shouldn't cause the emotional problems seen in veterans of Iraq or Vietnam.
Can you be so certain?!
I've detected footsteps.
What?
But from the urban district, not the wooded area.
Not our guy from before, huh?
We already have 49 confirmed kills. There's only one left: just Noyce.
Noyce, eh?
Noyce is a former IRA soldier. He is the last target.
Understood.
That damn Noyce. He sure is inventive.
He's the one who planted that?
Yes.
Noyce is an explosives specialist.
He's destroyed roads, churches, all forms of modern structures.
He's the toughest opponent out of all those in today's test.
Die, fucker!
It's all right. The SDR2 is operational. There was no damage at all.
Splendid. I'm sure the soldiers will be most happy to have one of THESE on the front lines.
Sir.
Hm? What is it?
The pilot's brainwaves are a little erratic.
What?
They're still within parameters, but at this rate...
Shh! We can't halt the test now. More than $100 million has gone into the SDR2!
What is it, SDR2? Why didn't you use the Gatling Cannon?
Using that on a guy like THIS would be a waste of bullets.
What?!
It seems our pilot has gotten rather used to war.
Y-yes...
S-stop! Don't do more than what's required, SDR2!
It's just in case! He could come back to life!
Come back to life? Just what is he talking about?
W-well...
Sure enough, it's made him mentally unstable.
Where's your proof?
There's no way any normal person's mind is equipped to handle this kind of mass murder.
If a weapon like this is introduced, -
it will lead to great, lasting psychological damage to America's military.
What are you saying?!
We did not offer up our robotic technology to create a killing machine like this!
This is a devilish weapon! That pilot's spirit will never go back to normal!
And so what?
The battlefield isn't a normal place, is it?
In Vietnam, women and even children showered us in gunfire.
Several of my men were gunned down because they dropped their guard!
In that kind of situation, introducing a machine like THIS only makes sense.
Th-then...
Yes. It passed with flying colors.
The soldiers of today are weak, but if we have them pilot the SDR2, -
it will refine their strength of will!
Th-thank you very much.
You're mad. All of you, you've gone mad!
I'll have no more part of this!
Stupid, peace-loving Jap.
Very well, I'll have the SDR2 return to base.
Please wait. There's still one more remaining.
What?
That guy from before.
I don't believe it. He's still alive?
Hurry, use the rifle and shoot him!
Range: 600 meters. Wind speed: 5 meters. Humidity: 80%. Calibrations complete.
Psh! He missed?
It looks like there's a vertical updraft rising from the valley between them.
We can't miss a second time.
A-a bullet struck the face shield.
What?
You're saying, he shot that far and hit where the SDR2 missed?
I-if this wasn't bulletproof glass, I'd be dead.
Stop it, SDR2! Shoot only when you've made the proper calibrations!
It was luck just now, that's all. Don't lose control!
No. That wasn't luck. He took proper aim at me and fired.
H-he's disappeared. I can't find him anywhere.
What'd you say?
How can that be?! What'd you say?
I tracked him as far as the stream to the south, but...
I-I've found the target!
There he is.
He's rubbed mud over his body.
Ah. He rubbed mud on his body so the infrared sensors wouldn't find him.
Doing that would lower his body temperature.
Now the son of a bitch wants to draw him into the river?
Use the Owl Eye!
Owl Eye? A night-vision scope?
Yes. It can amplify the faintest of light several thousand times.
There'll be nowhere he can hide.
The Owl Eye has found him!
Target acquired!
My eyes!
The flare gun caused a monitor overload!
Wh-what was that?!
When the night scope encounters blinding light, the shutter will automatically lower.
He knew that, so he used the flare gun.
What?!
Th-this is no normal opponent!
Calm down! SDR2. Your vision will return soon!
SDR2! Calm down! The enemy is to your 9 o'clock!
It's them! They're... they're alive!
DIE!
Stop it, SDR2! Those are corpses!
Sir. The pilot is clearly unbalanced. Please abort the test at once!
Otherwise, at this rate...
Keep going. We should see how this plays out.
Th-the SDR2 is destroyed.
He aimed for the SDR2's gun barrel and shot a bullet right into it!
It can't be. That's not possible!
This is the man who landed a bullet on the SDR2's face area from that distance.
It's not strange that he could do THIS as well.
A man like that actually exists?
Get that man in here at once!
Sir!
We must find out who he really is.
Thus, we assembled those terrorists in order to test the SDR2 fighting capabilities.
The SDR2 should have come out on top, -
but ironically, it is our last-minute entrant who remains.
Which brings us to this: You simply MUST teach us how you acquired you fighting capabilities.
What will you do with that knowledge?
America will continue to be involved in wars across the world as she seeks to protect liberty.
But youngsters these days simply don't have the strength of will to engage in a ground attack.
It's no good having a military that can only do air attacks, is that it?
That's exactly it. If we could utilize your fighting know-how, -
our training would make great strides, and we could create the ultimate military.
There would be no need to spend large amounts of money on the SDR2 or its like.
B-but...!
By all means, you must become our military advisor.
And what if I refuse?
Sadly, that is not an option. This isn't a request: it's an order.
The only answer you can give is "Yes."
Why did you assemble only terrorists?
Because they're scum who seek to bring down the system of JUSTICE
that our military establishes across the world.
Isn't that system of justice nothing more than YOUR system?
Don't be stupid! America's justice is the world's justice!
I worried, unable to ask anyone for advice
I was dispirited, frozen in place
When was it that
I became unable to move?
I'm sure
If people are injured, then even their opponents
Become unable to notice
That they are injuring, forever
You suffered too, didn't you?
In the same way
During this everyday repetition
Because you're here
And you don't change
I, too, can accept me as I am
I won't let you be alone anymore
I touch that trembling heart so softly
I noticed I wasn't the only one who was lonely
Wrapped in the sun's gentle rays
Even that too-long winter will end, won't it?
Having known solitude, I'm sure the two of us
Can become that much stronger
Golgo is in a wreck and becomes unable to move his right arm.
In order to complete his job, Golgo asks the talented doctor Yann to perform an operation.
However, he learns that the target is Yann's father.
Which path will this skilled devil of a sniper choose?
The "Skill" of Angels and Devils
Next time on Golgo 13, "The 'Skill' of Angels and Devils"
The "Skill" of Angels and Devils
Do not stand behind him, if you value your life!