Like a snake between two stones, it itches in your bones.K (internal monologue): Ah, I suppose you did inform them, as the soldiers in the camp were all cooperative. A watchdog was with me, but I could freely roam the hospital grounds. "The Boss asked me to do this", the watchdog said. There was obedience in his eyes... so strange. You'd just left the government behind, and yet this guy still called you his Boss, delighted. While free roaming, I also found out something disappointing: there was no way for me to get out of this place. The soldiers were strict, guarding this place 24 hours a day. Oh well... just what I expected.
I had them bring me all the supplies, telling them they were needed for the contest. Goggles, a spear, even a semi-custom gun for a shooting match was granted to me. They were too generous, but one soldier told me: "A gun would be no use against the Boss. He'll stop you in an instant". I asked if you were some kind of magician, then. The soldier laughed, and added, "You try and see".
The soldiers here deeply respected you as a soldier, and as their commander. There were many who wanted to quit the army just to serve you, saying, "I'd die for him". A soldier who's loved so much by his subordinates, that must be the secret of your strength. As for me... I treated the guys in the revolutionary army using a proverbial whip, forcing them forward. They mostly did what they were told, but how many would have followed me had I ordered it? The army's all wiped out, so I guess I'll never know.
The last preparation. I handed a letter to Miel, a local fisherman, together with a bottle of scotch I had obtained. I'd been watching for a while, it seemed like all the soldiers trusted him. When I showed him the bottle, Miel came closer like a honey bee. "Okay, go". Its destination were the guerrilla soldiers I had my eyes on. Good and reliable. They were the remaining groups at that time, so they should've been alive and well. The honey was soon delivered. "Account and plan understood". All set. I was confident in my victory.
A week passed...
K: Okay, stop the car here. You step down too!
B: Miller, this place is no good. Let's do this somewhere else.
K: Don't be nervous. No one has ever set foot in this jungle. Crocodiles here have never tasted human flesh.
B: I'm not talking about white caimans.
K: There are no dangerous animals. And poisonous snakes are your friends, right? Snake. No one can disturb us here.
B: I heard bandit thugs hang around here. The kinda guys who grow cannabis and sell it. They won’t like strangers hanging around.
K: Oh...
B: You said no one has ever set foot in this jungle? Look closely, there are traces of humans all over. Bent grass, knife scratches on tree trunks, turned over stones that are still wet. Someone was here several hours ago, and not only one or two people. ...Hey Samurai, we should go somewhere else if you don't want to be in any more trouble.
K: ...We have to do this here.
B: Why?
K: Uh... wait. Why are you so worried, Snake? Your soldiers can keep watch so the thugs won't come near, and also to keep me from running away.
B: Of course.
K: If they see the number of your soldiers and their equipment, they won't come close.
B: Okay. So, what are you up to?
K: We catch fish by spear. Spear-fishing. Have you done it before?
B: I have, with a knife.
K: A knife?
B: I don't have something useful like this.
K: ...I see. Well, we compete by comparing the size and the number of fish we catch. Peaceful, isn’t it? Here.
B: Hmm. You surrender if I win this?
K: Of course. I'll call you Boss.
B: Alright, let's do this.
(SPLASHES AND STABBING)
Men: Woow!
B: Here we go!
Men: Woow!!
(SPLASHES AND STABBING)
B: Hgn!
K: ...S, so big.
B: It's full of Arowanas. You knew a good place! Is that why you wanted to do this here?
K: Y, yeah.
B: How many did you catch?
K: Two.
B: Those are small, can only be good for shrikes.
K: How about you? ...Seven, all about one meter long.
B: Huuuh... okay, I’m giving you a handicap.
K: A handicap?
B: From now on, if you win just once, the mission's over. I'll withdraw and let you go.
K: ...
B: Haha, so what's next?
K: How about arm wrestling?
B: Sure.