Natural City (내츄럴 시티)

Moisture 20%.

Daylight 40%...

Moisture

Cyborg Announcement. Return to your residence ASAP

- and report in. - R, it's time for me to go.

If you fail to report in within 3 minutes,

MLPC will classify you as Deviant.

- Repeat! Return to your residence ASAP. - They're calling me.

A little longer.

If you fail to report in within 3 minutes,

MLPC will classify you as Deviant.

- Repeat! Return to your residence ASAP. - It's time, I have to go.

Let's go.

I warn you, I warn you.

If you fail to report in within 3 minutes,

MLPC will classify you as Deviant.

This simulation of Koyo, the planet of rebirth, is now over.

We sincerely hope that you'll

one day soon take the trip to Koyo

on the luxurious charter-Muyoga.

Passengers on flight 480 to planet Vintan,

please proceed to Gate 3 now.

Let's go.

Hit it!

Mister.

That's my dad. That body on the ground.

Put everything in here.

Don't waste any.

What do you say? Want your fortune told?

How could someone possibly love a cyborg?

Feelings are beyond comprehension, girl.

You just don't understand.

Respect your father's last wish.

I'm out of here.

Can't believe your last wish was to be buried with a cyborg.

Idiot!

It's been said that there were two goddess statues here

but one of which was destroyed during the war.

Since then, no flowers can bloom here.

Still I'm planting a flowerbed on this rooftop of this ruined building.

5 minutes from current position, Ghetto L230, to the target area

The cyborg who infiltrated the medical center is Cyper,

a combat cyborg we manufactured 3 years ago.

Cyper went missing a year ago,

but now it has taken over the medical center with 4 other cyborgs.

We're moving in through a sewage disposal

plant in the M323 sector, leading to NEUCOM,

then proceed into sector L542, the center's emergency exit.

Questions?

Be prepared, people. This is no joke.

They're combat cyborgs and in control of the building.

Why the hell did they enter the medical center

where human DNA records are stored?

They must be working for someone else.

Their combat ability is 4 times stronger than us.

This looks like a well-planned attack on the center

where all human DNA is registered.

Junha, nervous?

Shut up, asshole. And stop drinking.

- He's coming this way. - You, chickenshit.

Go for their heads.

As long as their AI chips work, they can't and won't die.

Aim at their heads.

- Understood? - Yes, sir!

R leads the advancing unit, the rest come with me.

Rumor has it that some corrupt MPs are stealing and black-marketing

the AI chips from deviant cyborgs.

If I lay my hands on them, they'll be sorry.

Get ready!

We're approaching NEUCOM.

The data you requested isn't available.

Blue Wing to Purple,

moving into the M323 sector.

No signs of the cyborgs yet. Over.

This is Head Top.

Watch out for hostiles.

They might be preparing to ambush. Over.

This is Purple Wing One. Something's wrong. It's too quiet.

Searching. DNA doesn't match.

DNA doesn't match.

Security alert in the M323 sector!

Head Top to Wings, the neural guns

could malfunction in high humidity.

Switch to infrared search mode.

Roger that.

Purple Wings, take the lead, and Blue Wings...

Hold it! Keep your eyes on the water surface.

Blue Wing 4, check for somatological responses at one o'clock.

Got it.

Head Top, no somatological responses,

but there's something in the water.

Corning our way fast. Over.

I don't feel good about this. Purple, hold!

From behind! A cyborg at six o'clock!

Shoot him in the head!

Three o'clock!

R, check him out.

The rest, hold your positions and provide cover.

AI chip destroyed. No somatological responses.

You stupid fuck! You almost got us all killed!

What the hell were you thinking?!

I told you to go for the head, didn't I?!

Sir, we've located one of the cyborgs inside the medical center main hall.

You stay back here and call for backup.

Let's move out!

Motherfucker.

DNA match found.

Name is Cyon. Location is ruin city.

Transferring the data as requested.

This is Head Top. MP Captain, Noma is moving into medical center now and...

Purple Head and R are staying behind as backup.

Purple 4, radio headquarters for approval

to activate NEUCOM's security system.

Roger that.

Watch out for friendlies in the center.

Hold it!

What's the noise?

Run the phonometer!

Strong, low sound waves, sir!

Everyone move in with me!

He must be inside.

R.

Cut off the retreat leading to the sewage disposal plant!

R! Bastard! R!

Do you copy? R! R!

No responses, sir!

Locate it!

It's getting very close.

It's not a mechanical sound.

What's going on here?

The heating system has overheated, bursting the pipes.

All halt!

It's the entrance! Close in on both sides. Follow it!

In the 2nd unit led by Captain Noma in pursuit of the deviant cyborgs

casualties are increasing.

Head Top Noma, report your status!

Order R on backup to drop the wounded and join the second unit.

Moving toward Gate 31 in Sector 2.

R! Come in!

Repeat! Backup arriving late.

Drop the wounded and join the 2nd unit in pursuit of deviant cyborgs.

R! He's coming your way! R! R!

- R, do you read me? God damn it! - In the 2nd unit led by Captain Noma

in pursuit of the deviant cyborgs

casualties are increasing.

Drop the wounded and join the 2nd unit

in pursuit of deviant cyborgs.

Shoot him in the head!

The administration doesn't know what to do with this case.

They tried to cut down huge amounts budgeted for the MPs

but with these combat cyborgs appearing and going renegade,

there's no way that they make cuts, which is not a bad thing for us at all.

They must be furious about

what's happened.

That's what makes us different. We're born to be alive.

Now all dismissed!

Hey! Ranking officer!

Stay for a minute.

Is this guy a problem?

He's got a girl.

A girl or a doll?

I'll get him back to normal soon.

Hey, handsome, want your fortune told?

I'll make you hot tonight.

Oppa!

Ya!

Ride on the Muyoga, the luxurious charter

to KOYO, the planet of rebirth

where you can forget all your memories.

There's a seat waiting for you.

What happened?

I'm sure Cyper N-77 didn't pull off this stunt for nothing.

I've requested Dr. Noh of NEUCOM to retrieve the data

from Cyper N77's damaged AI chip.

It's nothing but a piece of junk with no somatological responses.

Permission to discard it, sir.

Even so, he still has 7 days until expiration.

Give it a few more days, sir.

I've analyzed all the data thoroughly.

If you have any doubts...

...you're more than welcome to check him out for yourself.

As you ordered, we've reconstructed over 95% of his body.

But the AI chip was damaged beyond repair. This research will do nothing but delay

the production of the new cyborg model

that's due on the market next month.

Close the case.

Sir! He's not completely dead.

You look tired. Take a couple of days off?

I don't think even couple of years off would be long enough for you.

Ignorant bastard!

Hi, my name is Strawberry.

With real skin and flesh,

- more realistic than - How's it going?

- any other robot... - Uh? Almost done. This time is for sure.

However...

Hold on. Come with me. Come with me. Come with me.

There's a new interface out for A-line.

I bet it'll speed up the job.

I've paid you enough.

I'm quite aware of that.