Cyborg 2 Page #2

Why? Why me?

Corporate counter-espionage units.

You were made to be destroyed.

When?

Osaka, two days from now.

Dunn has arranged for you to attend|a corporate meeting at the Kobayashi

robotics plant posing as|an American investor.

At a pre-programmed point

you will self-detonate|thus liquidating

the company's entire|chain of command.

-For what reason?|-In the ensuing crisis,

stock value will plummet,|leaving Kobayashi vulnerable

to an immediate takeover|by the chief rival.

Pinwheel!

Business as usual.

Time to make hard choices.

You have five seconds.

Five seconds?

Three... two...

one... bingo!

You've just been reported stolen,|Cash.

And guess who they claim|the thief is?

You, handsome.

What do we do now?

Run like hell.

Security breach. Sector three.

-You know where we're going?|-A freight elevator on level 6.

Hold your fire!

-Don't damage the cyborg.|-What about don't damage the human?

Come on! This way!

This should be it.

Yeah!

I got a bad feeling about this.

Humans. Always struggling|with their feelings.

Unfortunately, your feeling|is right this time.

Not bad. Mine's not as sweet.

Thas funny.

Bring up a schematic on this area|and les get out of here, okay?

We can get out to the bottom.

Under the floorboard|there's another hatch.

But watch out for|the half a mile drop.

Swing me!

-What a stench!|-I just shut my smell sensors off.

Okay, now whas next?

We wait for our ride up.

You're kidding me, right?

We're going to hitchhike a ride|on a trash container from hell?

Logic tells us|we have no other choice.

I'll attach us.|You just ride it out.

Yeah, thas easy for you to say.

-You all right?|-Like I was dragged through a hole.

-Get this thing off me!|-Les go.

I've got to quit smoking.

-You know the city?|-Haven't been topside for a while.

About 8 years, I think.

-What are you doing?|-A little interface.

Not bad for a first time break.

How do you do that?

Black magic.

Now I have to make you disappear.

All right, you better do it quick,|because I'm a felon now, okay?

Grand theft robot.

I don't need to get busted for|possession of an unlicensed cyborg.

Colt!

What?

-Colt!|-What?

What is it?

-What?|-I've been activated.

Whas going on?

I was afraid of this.

Afraid of what? You better give me|some answers, hotlips! Come on!

They wired a recall code|to her tracking system.

The detonator self-activates

if she gets too far|from the plant.

They don't want anyone to find out

she's carrying the Glass Shadow.

Help me!

Is okay. Is okay.

Stay calm, Cash.

The pattern recall voice|will probably switch off

any second. Think straight.

What does the clock read?

Eight hours fifty-seven and three.

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