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just exploded.
We are investigating the cause.
Just in case,
let's go to emergency status.
Freight inspections all complete.
Safely past border security.
We'll lose radio contact shortly.
Receiving beacon transmission.
Please guys, just 3 minutes...
Analysis is in progress...
1 minute passed.
2 minutes, 30 seconds passed.
10 seconds to completion.
9,8,7...
What is it?
Signal's lost, sir.
- Find out why.
- Analysis not possible.
Scan again.
System alert...
System alert...
Vexille, this way.
Zak!
In an entire decade,
you are our first foreign guests.
We've quite a welcome for you.
On my signal, rush for the water.
I won't go by myself.
You're the only one with a back-up
transmitter.
We'll join you later.
Leon...
Don't worry, Miss.
I'm alone. Nothing to be afraid of.
Maria changed your clothes, not me.
Maria?
Don't go outside!
Leon...
Do exactly as I say.
Maria...
Don't you dare go out again
They're still looking for you.
Sorry, Maria. It was my fault.
I never thought SWORD would turn up.
So much food...
What about my colleagues?
- Go cool this.
- Sure.
What about Leon and the others?
What happened to Leon Fayden?
His whereabouts unknown.
We're still looking.
This is real.
It's really rare, y'know...
You slept for 2 days.
Get some food in you.
It was you who sent the messenger
to America?
One more question.
Where are we?
This used to be known as Tokyo.
Tokyo...
Captain, a second transmission.
Are you certain?
Certain, sir.
From the back-up transmitter.
We're counting on you this time...
Never used chopsticks before, Miss?
Tasty?
That's like magic.
Where did you hide it?
Saito's heading this way.
Most impressive...
On second thoughts, not.
That's kinda pathetic.
Where's the SWORD women?
from a tacky tie like that.
The boss goes soft on you
but I don't have his problem.
I don't know what you're planning
but whatever you do
it's just a matter of time.
I'll see you at headquarters.
He's right.
It's just a matter of time.
Daiwa's serious about finding you.
What is it?
This place is so full of life.
I've never seen anywhere like it.
It makes me nostalgic somehow...
Bad news.
Come here...
Get in there.
Analysis completion...
Captain, 3 minutes completed.
Okay, let's run the analysis.
Run the feeds from satellites
JC17 & JD15.
Running analysis.
Analysis is in progress.
Nothing there...
No mountains... no rivers...
No human habitation...
What's going on in Tokyo?
Get it up there.
That's all that's left of Tokyo?
Daiwa Heavy Industries...
We've got
bio-signature in Tokyo.
Satellite JD14
is scanning for her now.
Any other survivors?
None confirmed.
Captain, look at this.
Put it up on screen.
The red dot is her.
She's being pursued?
JD14 is tracking her.
- Captain?
- What is it?
The bio-signature map...
it's unfiltered, sir.
Her bio-signature
is the only one down there.
How can that be?
They aren't human?
Scan the entire country!
Maria.
What's this?
Let's wait to see
if we're being followed.
They say everything
outside the city's a wasteland.
Daiwa escaped
Come here.
That's Daiwa out to sea.
It's their fault no people are left.
The Japanese race is extinct.
But you guys...
We're not human any more.
Not human...
Just fragments of humanity.
Fragments?
Fragments that will soon be gone.
You saw it, right? The final step
between man and machine.
No red blood left in our veins.
You're saying none of these people
are human?
But I'd never seen
anywhere so alive.
Trying to hold on
to their humanity.
Like eating food
although we don't need to.
from Tokyo.
Infection brought a raging fever
with a high mortality rate.
There was no information about
cause or transmission...
just a mandatory
immunization program.
That was the beginning
of our tragedy.
The disease
was a government creation.
And the vaccination we all received
was a Daiwa cyber-virus.
It invades every cell of the body
converting its molecular structure
into bio-metal
so that the human body
is replaced by machine from within.
What was worse, the virus
Meaning what?
We were a nation of guinea pigs.
Japan was their laboratory.
Finally the brain is overwritten
and falls under Daiwa's control.
The speed of the process
differs between people.
Some of us still cling
to our human consciousness...
to the fragments of our humanity.
The technology is half-baked,
so most turn into junk.
At best
with no memory.
In either case,
we're miserable specimens
awaiting death.
How long do you have?
Daiwa's not done.
The next target is America.
They've already planted
androids there.
That politician...
My buddy, Saga!
Let; s go!
We call those, "Jags". Failed
experiments
from the android process.
They search around for any kind of
metal absorb it and grow.
The wasteland's crawling with them.
They throw up some neat stuff
sometimes, though.
We should get going.
Our base is underground.
Saito, what about that SWORD woman?
We lost her.
Failure's dogging you
since you let that informant
escape to America.
Maria is harboring the girl.
Leave them alone.
SWORD may have penetrated
the R.A.C.E. Net.
Even so, America won't do a thing.
Relax, Saito.
Our decade-long experiment
nears fruition, at last.
That group, G32 Beta, in the slums
they alone are perfect specimens.
Maria is a part of that group.
Left alone they'll join us
in good time.
But, sir...
We need not fear any act of man.
Very well. Summon Itakura,
Chairman of the slum.
Hello.
Here.
It should contain the part you need.
Thanks, it's just in time.
Where's Maria?
Everyone,
this is Vexille from SWORD.
Taro, is it ready?
Darn right it is.
My suit...
I fixed it up and
it's ready for action.
Looking for this?
- I sent out a beacon signal.
- For how long?
Longer than 3 minutes.
The R.A.C.E. Net's down?
Daiwa already reconfigured
the diffusion pattern.
Darn.
SWORD only needs
a few minutes to act.
Another thing, there's one more
Leon?
Yes, Leon Fayden, I believe.
Where exactly is he? Any injuries?
Sorry, that's all I know.
Taro, what's your source?
Daiwa's main stream. It's reliable.
Just Leon, no-one else?
No luck. No bio-signature
readings anywhere.
I found an additional signature.
There's just one other.
What's wrong?
The electro-magnetic diffusion
has changed.
Darn.
I'll re-run the analysis.
Have Minerva ready to rescue them.
Captain Borg, a call on the hotline.
The Defense Secretary already?
No... it's the President.
Borg, here.
Yes, Mr. President.
That's correct.7 agents.
I understand, sir.
We must abort the mission.
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