Street Fighter Page #3

This money isn't worth the paper

it's printed on.

On the contrary!

Every Bison dollar

will be worth...

five British pounds.

That is the exchange rate...

the Bank of England will set

once I've kidnapped their Queen.

We know you're working

for Col. Guile.

You may not believe me,

but we're your friends.

I must've been insane...

to think I could do

business with you, Bison!

You raving lunatic!

I know you.

You're Edmund Honda, the sumo

from Hawaii. You almost made Yokozuna.

Until the Shadaloo Tong

destroyed my reputation.

They did the same thing to me

and my boxing career.

Don't tell me!

Figure skating.

All you need to know...

is that the weapons,

ammunitions Bison and Sagat deal in,

are gonna blow them

straight to hell.

This conclave is over!

You will die for this insult, Sagat.

You've got ten minutes.

- [Ken] Well, that was special.

- Come on. We've got work to do.

It's show time.

[Indistinct Shouting]

She said this place will blow

in ten minutes. Things can't get worse.

[Guns Cocking]

Uh, I was wrong.

It got worse.

Ken, back me up.

- General, you should be...

- Sagat, loosen up.

- Are you with me or against me?

- Is that multiple choice?

You dare to interfere?

Yeah, uh, because...

Because there are enemy spies

everywhere among us, General.

Show me these spies.

This is Chun-Li Zang. This may be

my final broadcast, but if it is,

- I and my comrades will know...

- There they are!

We have not died in vain,

for we will have ended the careers...

of the two warlords who have brought

so much death and destruction...

to this part of the world.

Bison! Sagat!

All your weapons of death

are going to be blown sky-high.

Happy landings.

Quick!

Change the channel!

Evacuate at once!

[Bison] Search the camp.

Find Chun-Li!

[Bison]

The technology of East and West.

While the governments scorned me,

their corporations adored me!

Zangief, see that Ken and Ryu

are given clean clothing,

for it was they who first warned us

of Chun-Li's treachery.

They are our honored guests.

Sagat, Vega,

you are welcome to stay here.

I think you will find

the coming events...

most educational.

[Zangief]

General, what about them?

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.

Our superiors say

the war is cancelled.

We can all go home.

Bison is getting paid off

for his crimes,

and our friends

who have died here...

will have died for nothing.

But... we can all go home.

Meanwhile, ideals like peace...

freedom and justice,

they get packed up.

But... we can all go home.

Well, I'm not going home.

I'm gonna get on my boat,

and I'm going upriver.

And I'm going to kick

that son of a b*tch

Bison's ass so hard...

that the next Bison wanna-be

is gonna feel it.

Now, who wants to go home...

and who wants to go with me?

[Cheering]

Come on!

- Let's go!

- Yeah.

Col. Guile?

Move it! Move it!

Let's go!

Move! Move!

- Come on!

- Col. Guile!

Col. Guile, these instructions...

Stop them, please.

Hey, I would love to!

But some moron just canned me.

[Chun-Li]

It was 20 years ago.

You hadn't promoted yourself

to general yet.

You were just

a petty drug lord.

You and your gang of murderers

gathered your small ounce of courage...

to raid across the border

for food, weapons.

Hmph. Slave labor.

My father

was the village magistrate.

A simple man

with a simple code: Justice.

He gathered the few people

that he could to stand against you.

You and your bullies

were driven back...

by farmers with pitchforks.

My father saved his village

at the cost of his own life.

You had him shot...

as you ran away.

A hero... at a thousand paces.

I'm sorry.

I don't remember any of it.

You don't remember?

For you...

the day Bison

graced your village...

was the most important day

of your life.

But for me...

it was Tuesday.

[Computer]

Attention, all troopers.

Weapons inspections will continue

to be at random until further notice.

If your weapons are not

at full battle-readiness,

penalties will be severe.

- [Beeping]

- Those guys'll be happy to see us.

Well, if it isn't our little buddies

who double-crossed us!

[Gagging]

- What did he say?

- Hell, these guys are fanatics.

[Gagging, Mumbling]

I think he said

he could lead us outside.

What I said was...

we're on the same side!

[Grunts]

I spent the past ten years

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