Lagoon Episodio 1 | Black

"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."

Rock looked at his reflection in the dark water. His tie was gone, his shirt was torn, and his life in Tokyo was over. He wasn't Rokuro anymore. He was the fourth member of the Lagoon Company. Black Lagoon Episodio 1

The engine of the —a heavily modified PT boat—roared with a guttural hunger as it cut through the choppy waters of the South China Sea. Inside the cabin, Dutch gripped the wheel with steady hands, while Revy “Two-Hands” checked the action on her Berettas, her eyes cold and bored. "Hey, Rock," Revy smirked, blowing a plume of

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. His tie was gone, his shirt was torn,

, a mid-level salaryman in a suffocating suit, sat huddled in the corner. To his company back in Tokyo, he was "Rock"—a disposable asset. To the mercenaries who had just kidnapped him, he was a shield.