Black Lagoon - Episodio 1

"Hey, Rock," Revy smirked, blowing a plume of cigarette smoke toward him. "You ever wonder what it’s like to be dead? Because your bosses just sent a mercenary fleet to make sure this disc—and you—disappear forever."

Their cargo was simple: a data disc stolen from a briefcase. Their passenger was not. Black Lagoon Episodio 1

Dutch looked at the map, then at the frantic salaryman. "Any ideas, kid? Or are you just going to die in that tie?" "Hey, Rock," Revy smirked, blowing a plume of

Bullets shredded the deck. Rock watched, paralyzed, as the world he knew—spreadsheets, bowing to superiors, and lukewarm sake—evaporated under the heat of tracer rounds. Their passenger was not

Revy burst out laughing, a wild, manic sound. "You want to fly a boat to hit a chopper? You’re crazier than I thought, Salaryman!" "Do it, Dutch!" Rock yelled, his voice cracking but firm.

"We’re pinned!" Benny shouted over the radio, frantically tracking the chopper's movement on his monitors. "We can't outrun a Hind in open water!"

Suddenly, the horizon erupted. A Russian-made Hind gunship loomed over the waves, its rotors thumping like a giant’s heartbeat. The Council of the company had decided it was cheaper to kill Rock than to pay his ransom.