Street Fighter Page #6

Take these two

to the interrogation room.

[Guards Speaking

Native Language]

They will talk...

or they will die.

Preferably both.

Take the, uh... journalist

to my chambers.

We have decided...

to grant her

a private interview.

- [Grunts]

- [Balrog] Get off me, man.

There. Let's go.

Ken, Ryu, come with me.

We take care of you.

- This way.

- [Computer] Attention.

You're gonna dehydrate yourself.

Move! I said, "Move!"

This sucks!

Those guys are good guys... like us.

Lately I don't feel very good.

An attack from the air

is impossible.

The only chance is an assault

with a small amphibious force... here.

The main force will come

from the north,

while a single vessel equipped...

with the latest

in stealth technology...

will come up this channel

and strike these defenses from the east.

- Colonel?

- Yes?

A single boat

against everything he's got?

The pilot would have to be

out of his mind.

Luckily, Bison has driven me crazy.

So I'm gonna do it.

O500.

Cast off at 0600.

This is it.

Let me show you

how we treat foreigners in Shadaloo.

[Laughing]

- You are next, Yankee!

- Maybe you oughta lie down first.

Yeah.

[Coughing]

And take a bath! Whew!

Oh, man!

Oh, God. How do you keep

from crying out?

I'm sumo, brother. My body can be

in one place, my mind another.

Next time your mind leaves,

tell it to bring back a pizza.

- Honda, gimme your hand.

- We've only been in jail

two hours. Maybe next month.

Gimme your hand, fool!

Ready? Go!

Now you look like

Bison troopers!

This is where we train...

in our glorious struggle

against the Allied Nations tyranny.

- How ya doin'?

- Hey, lookin' great.

- Nice goin'.

- Hey, great uniforms.

- Long live Bison.

- Yep, Bison.

I see you later

in the commissary, huh?

You get a good look

at that video map?

- Just got the left half.

- Good. I got the right.

[Reveille]

[Soldier]

Troops... fall in!

Attention!

I'll handle this.

As you were, Colonel.

What a surprise.

Welcome to the Shadaloo front.

- You're just in time for the kickoff.

- I'm afraid not.

The Security Council has just voted.

They've decided to negotiate.

- You're joking!

- We think we can deal with Gen. Bison.

You're instructed to call off

the assault. Contact him.

Request an extension

of his deadline.

We are prepared to pay

the ransom demand.

Twenty billion dollars?

What will prevent him

from taking more hostages next month...

and asking for 50 billion,

Colonel, have you lost your mind?

No. You've lost your balls!

Col. Guile,

deliver these instructions

to your troops.

Then consider yourself

relieved of your command.

Troopers,

I just received new orders.

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