12 Strong Page #6

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Eastern flank is clear,

General.

You Americans,

stay here!

They're surrendering. Razzan

is shooting his own men.

Jesus Christ.

Hey, where the hell

did those come from?

How did Dostum not know

about a supply line?

Wookie-99,

we need a drop.

Negative. I'm bingo.

You're kidding me!

I'm staring at a company

of tanks. We need a drop!

I'm sorry, I'm out

of fuel, sir. I'm out.

Hey, they're getting slaughtered.

We gotta cover their retreat.

Michaels, Coffers,

base element.

Go!

Dostum!

We've lost air support!

Fall back!

Fall back!

Bennett! Bennett,

are you okay?

Now you have killer eyes!

Go!

F***ing hold him

still, man.

I'm f***ing holding him.

Jesus Christ.

All right.

He's gone. He's gone.

Let's move him up. Up there.

General, you know

this area, right?

Right? Which means you knew

about the Taliban's

supply line,

and you didn't tell me.

If I had known,

if you had told me,

I could have hit that column

before they ever made it to us.

If you wanna kill

your own men, that's fine.

But I ain't letting you put

my men

in harm's way, you understand?

Everywhere you go

is harm's way.

No sh*t.

We're fighting with horsemen

against tanks.

You have an obligation to

tell me everything you know.

You don't have a stomach

for everything I know.

Ah, f***.

You will not win here

because you are not honest

with yourself.

You expect victory

without blood.

I expect you to share

strategic information with us.

Otherwise what the f***

are we doing here?

Your anger

comes from your fear

because you live in a place

where life looks better

than afterlife.

That's not this place.

Here, Taliban kills everything

you live for.

Your mission will fail

because you fear death.

Mullah Razzan's men,

the Taliban,

they welcome it.

Because they believe there is

riches waiting for them in Heaven.

Give me the goddamn

information I need,

and I'll reward

every last one of them.

General, I'm your link

to the greatest weaponry in

the history of civilization.

You gotta stop guarding me

and start trusting me.

Greatest weapon

in history is this.

I don't have soldiers

in my army,

not one. Only warriors.

Stop being a soldier.

Start using this,

and you can be a warrior, too.

Come with me.

Sit.

They bring their weapons

through Tiangi Gap.

Out here, there's nothing.

No passage, no water.

No shade.

So the only way

to Mazar-i-Sharif

is through Tiangi Gap.

That's a choke point.

That's the only way.

So, for us to take Mazar,

- we'll have to beat him in this Gap.

- Yes.

To get access to their

stronghold in Tiangi,

we must first take Bescham.

You know, you have the sky,

but wars are won in the dirt.

I knew

about their supply line.

But I didn't expect

their weapons.

Fakir was my godson.

Every time you lose a man,

it's like a stab

in your heart.

And my heart is butchered,

my friend.

Don't think I send my men

out there to die.

I'm going to win you

this thing, I swear to God.

I believe you.

Now see,

the Taliban won't be

defending

their western flank

because they can't

imagine anything

coming from this desert.

Now, it's a crazy idea, but...

But what?

Well,

the Taliban reinforcements

come through here.

Through the Tiangi Gap.

This is why Dostum's killing

himself trying to move forward.

All the Taliban has to do

is hold him off long enough

to bring in more artillery.

There's nothing out there.

There's no water, no nothing.

When you come in behind their

line, you cut that chain.

Ammo dumps, convoys, anything

you can hit, you hit it.

Can I walk it? I'm sick

of that f***ing horse.

Diller, it's

120 klicks or something.

A drop would give up your position.

You gotta pack everything in.

Can Dostum give us some mules?

- Yeah, probably.

- Okay.

But listen, whoever does this

thing has got to understand,

this is different than what

we've been doing, all right?

You're on your own.

No reinforcements,

no extraction, nothing.

Sh*t, I can't order

anyone to do this.

Someone's got to volunteer.

Yes, you can.

Just give us the order.

That's an order.

Nothin' I'd rather do.

- Now pick two guys.

- Bennett.

- I'm in.

- Coffers?

Oh, I thought you'd never ask.

Thank you, sir.

No, thank you.

Good luck, Bennett.

Give 'em hell, buddy.

I guess the best-looking

fellas get the choice...

595 Bravo, come in.

Go for Bravo.

Hey, did you guys get horses?

Yes.

All right, good.

Ride up to us.

I split the team again,

sent Diller downrange.

Roger that. On our way.

Welcome

to the Ritz, boys.

Valet will take your horses

in the back.

Came all the way

up here for this?

Where's the pool?

Trying to work

on my suntan, bro.

I think my massage

is at 4:
00.

Whoa, whoa.

What the hell happened

to Spencer?

Well, he was right

behind us, Cap.

Oh.

Sh*t.

- You all right?

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine. I gotta get

off this goddamn horse.

It's his back.

He slipped a disc, I think.

All right.

Give me your...

I got you. Okay.

- Oh. Oh!

- Easy.

- Jesus Christ!

- F***!

F***ing heavy.

Sorry.

You're all right. You're good.

Now, listen. Diller,

he missed his first check-in.

Well, it's the mountains.

No reception, right?

Yeah, maybe.

Where'd you send him?

He's flanking

their supply route.

Risky.

Little bit.

Well, the band's

back together.

Jesus, chief,

you look like my grandpa.

20 bucks if you can

stand up straight.

You can keep that $20.

Well, the best thing about

calling in airstrikes,

you can do it

laying down, right?

That's right.

Let's get this war started!

So far all clear, Cap.

Hmm.

What do you think?

Jesus, we didn't get

all of them.

Captain! What's the order?

Cover Dostum!

Follow him! Move!

Move!

Milo! Ready?

Go!

Milo!

Get the f*** over here!

Sh*t.

Jones!

Huh?

Moving!

Rocket!

595, we're all clear.

Try it again, bro.

"Motherf***er."

Mudda fuggah.

Now we're getting somewhere.

You know,

I was thinking, uh,

if I continue to follow you, I'm

probably not gonna live very long.

That's some ballsy sh*t

you did back there.

Sometimes you have

to lead your men

back into the right direction.

What's the game

they're playing?

Besh Tosh. Uzbek game.

Besh Tosh?

Besh, five.

Tosh, rocks.

You know,

when I ruled over Bescham,

women wore no veils.

Girls went to school.

We had movies at the theater.

But here,

Razzan killed my family.

I dreamed about taking it

back, but now that I'm here,

I don't wanna walk in.

Too much pain.

I hope you never know it.

Uh, Cap?

Yeah?

You got a message through

secure interface with Bowers.

It's from SecDef.

Yeah, I'll read it later, man.

Sorry, Cap.

The Donald Rumsfeld just sent you

an email and it ain't a good one.

What's it say?

"When are you gonna get off

your ass and get to Mazar?"

Jesus Christ.

You know what?

Write this back to him.

"Sir, let me explain

the reality on the ground."

Write it.

Okay.

"I'm advising a man

"how to employ horse-mounted

cavalry against T-72 tanks,

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