Galactic Cyclone Bryger 06.ass (DOWNLOAD SUBTITLES)
Evil laughter echoes in the shadow of the night sky's twinkling stars,
burdening the universe with the tears of people crying from world to world!
Call Galactic Cyclone Bryger - they will arrive in a second!
GALACTIC CYCLONE
BRYGER
J9, merciless J9, even the outlaws
from the asteroid belt tremble before you, J9 Cosmorangers!
Dash through the void of space!
Bry-Thunder! Bry-Thunder!
Fly through the endless light-years, the glimmer of stars!
Bry-Star!
Spreading plasma---
The-the-the Mark of the Wolf!
He-he-he is...
Galactic Cyclone... Galactic Cyclone...
Bryger!
Bryger!
Bryger!
Nights in Mars are cold. Their intensity is beyond the imagination of Earth:
they can reach temperatures of -480 degrees.
However, even here humanity has expanded its living space, and with it a great private business group,
the Viking Resource Development Corporation, was established.
Yet, separate from its public appearance, this is also the stronghold of that hotbed of scum and villainy,
the Viking Connection.
The Red Rose of Revenge
Hit the lights!
They're coming this---
Don't let them get away! Shoot them down!
It's no use, we won't make it!
Find cover in the asteroids! It's the only way.
Damn you!
Erin, this is the end of the line.
I'll handle this. You guys take the lifeboats and go!
Delon!
Hurry! If even one of us makes it, our mission won't be a failure. Now go!
Hurry!
Alright, Delon. Don't die!
Don't follow! Entering the asteroids would be difficult.
Have you confirmed their identities?
Yes, sir. All of them are Earth Armed Forces Intelligence Office operatives.
The computer has confirmed that Delon died along with the destroyed ship.
Transmit this to Hidalgo and his men. Those three are to be dead within 24 hours!
Yes sir, I'll relay your orders!
Alright. We are going home!
Earth AFIO agent Barslow, I presume.
Damn, this is it!
You seem to be in trouble, partner.
Who are you...?
...and that's the story, Mr. Isaac. If you would be so kind...
Poncho, I'd like to hear the client out. Whether we accept the job or not will depend on it.
That's our Mr. Isaac, wary as always.
Well then...
Are you the leader of J9, the "shadow police"?
That's right.
Can I trust you?
That is up to you.
I suppose trusting you is all I can do now.
Will you take the job for the 3,000,000 bollars this man asked for?
What is the job about?
I want you to find a man and bring him to me in secret.
- Why? - Why?
...that, I can't say.
Then I'm afraid we cannot accept. We can't take a job if the client won't trust us.
Please wait! I understand. I am Erin, of the Earth Armed Forces Intelligence Office.
Those two men who suffered mysterious deaths in the Asteroid West Zone recently were my comrades.
I see.
As you can see, I'm seriously wounded, so I can't move.
I need to hand something over to a colleague of mine that was detailed to the Asteroid West Zone on another mission.
Well, that's no trouble at all, is it? Why don't you just give it to Poncho over there?
I can't do so. These are top-secret documents related to Mars' Viking Connection.
It's not about whether I can trust this man or not.
The things he says! I saved him from a bad spot and now he says it's not about he trusts me or not!
Poncho, stay quiet.
So where are you guys again?
On an asteroid in the industrial district of the Asteroid South Zone.
You're hidden on the boonies.
So? Will you do it?
Who is the man you want us to take there?
He is in a small bar in Vika Vika down in West J District, on orders different from ours.
Every week on Tuesdays, he is set to meet us there in case something happens.
- How can we find him? - He is Red Rose Johnny.
Red Rose Johnny!
He wears a large red rose on his breast at all times.
Very well. We will find him and bring him to you.
One more thing. I'd like a long distance spaceship able to return to Earth from here.
You may directly ask Poncho over there about it.
Thanks a lot!
We'll see you within 24 hours.
Thanks.
Isaac.
Mind if I find this Red Rose Johnny guy on my own?
Don't ask. It's not like I'm trying to keep all the reward for myself.
What's this about, Kid?
Well...
Alright, let's leave that to Kid! It'll be fine as long as we all get to South Zone.
A flower is a likely gift.
- Sorry about going off alone. - Fine.
It's Tuesday today.
Kid, take care.
Earth's military is Kid's old haunt.
Old man, pour me another gimlet.
You're a strange one, mister. Every week on Tuesdays, you turn up here.
By the way, have you given up on that man you were looking for?
I've got his scent, though.
I'm this close...
You know him, don't you? Why don't you cut the crap and tell me?
If you want cash, we can make a deal.
I-I really don't know him!
Old man, I'll have what he's having.
Kid!
Johnny Sunday, Earth AFIO. Always wears a red rose on his chest.
Probability of his meeting with Erin: 99.8%.
If you're here to bring me back, it's no use, Johnny.
That's the first thing you have to tell me? It hurts, man.
Was it the brass' idea? Or yours?
Both. If you won't come in nice and quiet, I'll have to do something I don't want to do.
I see. "Finish the defector," huh.
The military and the Connections over there haven't changed.
If you come back, everything will be settled peacefully.
Won't you change your mind, Kid?
The military isn't all corrupt people.
What if I say "no"?
Dammit! Kill them!
You haven't lost your edge, Johnny.
Neither have you, Kid.
Let's put our match aside for now.
Erin asked me to take you somewhere.
What? Erin is alive?
Your other mission was contacting his team if anything happened, right?
- That's right? - So...
Come with me, Johnny. We'll have company soon.
Got it.
Wait, gentlemen, your tab...
Thanks!
What the hell is your business about, anyway?
Erin is hidden in an asteroid in the industrial belt of the South Zone.
I see.
Do you remember, Kid?
Yeah.
Ever since that day, I've never parted with this.
Understood! Once we start running, we've got to charge in as fast as possible.
The hijackers are five. We are five too. We have to finish this in one stroke - it's the only chance for the hostages.
- Alright. - Wait, Kid!
Can't you hear that? It's an order to call off the operation!
I'll take responsibility! What will happen to the hostages if we miss this chance?
Alright, rock and roll!
Kid, it's an order!
The Red Rose Special Markmanship Team is not to engage the hostiles!
- Let go, Johnny! - Stop it!
You bastard!
Alright, let's go!
Johnny, let me go!
You know full well what happens to those who disobey orders!
To hell with orders! Does no one care what happens to the hostages?
W-why? Why did they have to call off the operation?
Kid, you were right.
The Martian underworld was behind that hijacking.
The operation was canceled because our superiors were pressured by them.
Johnny, you'll be Captain from tomorrow on.
Kid!
Where are you going?
Somewhere among the stars... I'll ask around.
Kid!
I switched posts myself, and became an Intelligence Office operative.
Thanks, Johnny.
This has to get to Earth.
Delon, Barslow and Sirius are all dead.
These are top secret documents on the expansion of Mars' Viking Connection. They sacrificed their lives for them.
Hang in there, Erin!
Don't talk anymore!
Kid, you heard that? Not all of us are corrupt!
But that's not my way.
I see. So you're not coming?
I won't run away. If you must settle things with me in the course of your duties,
you come back here after this job is done, Johnny.
I understand, Kid.
By the way, Mr. Erin, where is Poncho?
He was securing a ship that could get us back to Earth.
Let's go. Our job here is done.
Bye, Johnny.
See you later.
Wha? What's that?
Scale the image, Bowie!
The Viking Connection!
Did they follow Poncho?
That old codger just had to screw it up!
- Go back! - Sure!
Johnny!
Cripes, the Viking Connection! We've got to get on the spaceship and run!
Erin!
Erin, we've got to get out of here!
Kid, I don't think I can keep that promise...
Yeesh, I made it!
J9!
What's that? Smash it up!
Bry-Synchron Maximum!
Johnny!
Johnny!
I won't forgive you!
You won't escape!
Though he calls for the name of his friend, fallen among the stars, his life will not return.
Outnumbering the stars, red roses of rage bloom in this world, where evil does as it pleases.
Leaving a flower for the dead, he crosses the stars, hiding his tears.
J9 Cosmorangers - call them and they'll arrive in a second!
With no tears to cry
People say I'm a cold guy
Blaster Kid, Blaster Kid
There is no tomorrow for a shooting star
Today I turn my back on the setting sun again
And I march on, on, forever.
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Next time, on Galactic Cyclone Bryger -
call it and it'll arrive in a second!