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What are you?
I'm Strength.
I clobber.
I grab and tear apart.
I destroy.
Go boom now!
Empty as I thought.
Why are you doing this?
Oh! Is it because I just used it?
Take this!
You are currently drained. I recommend you retreat.
It's Black Trike, Empress.
Pay attention!
This pain… these fragments of memory…
It's an awful feeling, like drowning in my own vomit.
My agony…
is your fault, isn't it, Empress?
Black Rock Shooter!
I smell money.
Episode 2: "Shooter Meets Hacker"
Why did Strength attack you?
Strength… Do you know her?
She's in our records. You used to be on the same side.
On the same side…
Do I have to explain from the beginning?
Project Elysion was for large-scale automation of labor.
Artemis, the core system for the project, chose war against the human race.
Artemis and its Unmanned Forces
are working hard to feed humans to the Iron Ocean.
That will produce a new Unmanned Forces.
Did you see that? Batteries act as currency around here.
Large power stations will surely be detected by the Unmanned Forces.
Securing electricity is our lifeline.
You can take off your mask.
This cave is treated with Arche decontamination.
Bartender, where's the nearest Peacebuilding Force post?
I don't know.
Are there any wired network facilities in this town?
You think we have something useful like that here?
Well, I guess not.
The Hemiteos Unit was the secret weapon of the Elysion Project.
Its guardian angels, human girls modified into weapons of war.
The leader of the unit was given the mission code-name of Empress.
Also known as Black Rock Shooter.
That's who you are.
Wow. I didn't know you were that amazing.
That's so cool.
When Artemis and its Unmanned Forces rose in revolt,
the Hemiteos Unit still fought on the side of the human race.
They fought many battles, but in the end, they lost and went missing.
I…
have to go to Lighthouse No. 8.
What is that?
I don't know.
That doesn't make any sense.
Can I say something?
You stay quiet, or I'll kill you.
You're a professional killer, aren't you?
Killing is my profession and my hobby. I live only for violence.
I'll assault and kill anyone in my way.
I'll even f*** their dead corpses. Don't mess with me.
What does that mean?
You don't need to know.
For now, we'll have to forget about Strength.
We'll go to a Peacebuilding Force post and regroup.
Then, you are going to save the human race.
Save the human race.
Lighthouse whatever it was, will have to wait until this is over.
-We need to get a map or a guide-- -Huh?
What?
You like killing and f***ing. That's wonderful, I totally respect you.
You're not eligible.
That's a bummer.
So, who are you?
I can be your guide.
What?
There's a Peacebuilding Force base 200 kilometers west of here.
Just knowing it's to the west won't get you there…
but I know the exact location.
Are you trying to tell me that you're stupid?
How many years do you think have passed since GPS became unusable?
I have a map system that doesn't use GPS.
Abandoned portable base stations
and Wi-Fi routers still give off some kinds of signals.
I pick up and collect them
and then do an image analysis to study the terrain, which gives me...
I get what you're saying. So, what do you want in return?
Excuse me?
Don't play dumb.
These days, nobody is kind to others for nothing.
What's your intention for joining us?
I can't blame you for asking.
What I'm interested in is this girl.
She's great. She's so cute. She makes me salivate.
A pervert.
Let me do a physical exam on her.
A pervert, all right.
No, I'm a researcher.
I can't tell if she's a cyborg or an android yet,
but she's clearly been augmented.
Doesn't that mean you could use somebody who is capable of doing maintenance?
Maintenance?
Yeah, maintenance.
The knowledge I can gain by working on that amazing bike alone
would be enough compensation for me.
I knew it. You think I showed up at just the right time, don't you?
You don't at all look like the mechanically inclined type, soldier.
What did you say?
Hey…
I nailed it, didn't I?
Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Monica Kaburagi.
I'm one of the top five system engineers
and hackers around this area, or maybe even on earth.
As a child, I was already mechanically inclined--
-Hey! -What?
Empress, I want to ask you to do something for us.
This is where we live.
We have a lack of electricity, a lack of fuel, lack of food,
and most of all, a lack of medicine.
Antibiotics, saline, and clean syringes would make a big difference.
That's what we were looking for when we met you.
What are you trying to say, kid?
There's an old hospital nearby.
It's abandoned, but there are lots of supplies left inside.
Why don't you go there?
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