Chapter 11: Battle on the Water

After the incident at the Yellow Flag, the lagoon company thought it was best if they just left before anymore company showed up. Rock had gotten a call from one his Triad brothers back in the States and told him that they arranged a place where he could stay. Dutch offered to take Rock to his new apartment and he accepted.

They dropped him off and Dutch said, "Hey Rock, why don't you come with us on your next job? Could give you something to do while you're here." Rock accepted Dutch's offer and they drove off. Rock climbed the stairs and found his apartment. He walked inside and found a relatively simple room with all the necessary accommodations, a bed, bathroom, some dressers, and a desk.

He placed his two duffle bags out on the desk and from one he took out his clothes, and everything he needed for his stay in Roanopur. He then took out a few framed photos which he examined with care. The first one, was of him when he was 16 and he was just initiated into the Sun Yee On. It was him, his mother, Uncle Lee, and… his father. He placed it on the nightstand next to his bed and to himself said, "I love you Dad, and I'm gonna miss the shit outta ya." The next photo was of him when he was first indicted into the Marine Corps, it was him in full combat gear leaning up next to a Humvee and a few other guys in his unit. Him, Corporal Clay, and Lance Corporal Beaumont all posing with their weapons. He smiled and put the photo down on the dresser.

Next he opened his second duffle bag. Only it didn't contain clothes, it was full of fake passports, a few pistols, some C4, grenades, and some explosive devices. He stuffed it into the closet and turned I for the night.

~Meanwhile~

Over at the Lagoon Company offices we see Revy and Dutch both sitting around the couch eating pizza. It was then that Revy finally spoke, "Why the fuck did you invite that asshole to come with us?" Dutch responded with, "What… the guy seems like he can handle himself, and plus this job is already a lot to handle even with the two of us doing all the heavy lifting."

"Yeah, but don't trust that guy, nobody is that good, especially with a gun" said Revy. "They said the same thing about you, and you're the best gunman in the city" said Dutch. "I just don't trust that Scarface, wannabe, asshole" responded Revy. "But you got to admit he is good, and he's fast, probably faster than you" said Dutch. "Yeah but you need some serious skill to be able to pull a fucking trigger like that. I saw the look in his face. No fear, no hesitation. It's like he's a fucking machine" said Revy. She couldn't help but wonder who this total stranger was, he said he was ex-military but that doesn't fully explain that level of gunplay, eventually everyone turned in for the night.

~The Next Day~

Rock woke up early that morning, he had become accustomed to not getting full night sleeps since his time in the military, and even after being discharged he followed a strict PT regiment. He was doing 60 pushups and 60 pullups every morning. After finishing his work out, he got into the shower. When he finished, he walked out shirtless and wearing his cargo pants and combat boots.

It is then that we see some awful scarring on his back, as well as some frag scars on his torso. But they weren't as bad as the bullet hole like scars on his front abdomen. People had called him 'Scarface' or 'Tony Montana' from the cut going across his eye but that was nothing compared to his bodily scars.

It was then that he heard a knock on the door, he opened it and it was Revy. 'Oh it's you, what do you want" asked Rock. "Cut the bullshit asshole, let's go we got a job" she said. Rock quickly grabbed his shirt, tac vest, and pistol and they were out the door.

The Lagoon Company loaded up onto their torpedo boat and took off. Dutch explained how their job was to pick up a shipment of weapons and deliver it to their employer.

On the lower deck Rock was smoking a cigarette, that's when Revy came over. "So I guess you're working with us now" she said. "Yeah, but don't think I'm gonna put up your bullshit" said Rock. "what the fuck you just say, listen asshole I got a mind to put a bullet in your head right now" said Revy while aiming her gun at Rock's head. "I just want to do this job, so how about I get you out of my way" said Rock while also aiming his gun at Revy's head. "How about I show you what color your brain is." They were both in a stand-off, two efficient killers with happy trigger fingers.

Dutch broke them up when he saw them and told them that he found the shipment. They were giant crates tied to parachutes floating in the water. They loaded them up and took off. It wasn't long before they spotted something in the distance. It was coming towards them… fast"

Rock looked through the binoculars and saw 6 boats all with armed men. 'Indonesian pirates… fuck' thought Rock. He warned the crew about them and they got ready for a battle. Rock grabbed an AK-47, an Uzi, and a Desert Eagle. While Revy came out with some headsets, an Uzi, and an M79 grenade launcher.

"Time to focus on this world" said Revy as she put the headsets on and jumped to the nearest. Rock did the same. It was an all-out war.