Battle Beneath the Earth Page #5

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Red is green.

Green is red.

The East sun rises.

The West is dead.

- The men are tired.

- Try working shorter shifts.

- We've done that.

- Quiet.

We found it.

This narrow passage here.

It starts to lead away...

...but bends back right

into their tunnel.

How did we miss that?

The entrance, it's hidden

behind these tall rocks.

You're sure it goes through?

I saw their soldiers.

This is it, Jon.

Where's Cannon?

Waiting to guide the way.

Okay, let's move out.

Pack load the bomb.

All right, let's get going.

On your feet, Bronsky.

This way.

- Over there.

- Where's Cannon and Ryan?

They said they'd meet us here.

- Well, fan out and search for them.

- It's too late, commander.

Commander Shaw, a pleasure to have

you with us. Please sit down.

My colleague, Dr. Kengh Lee.

You honor us, sir.

Dr. Lee was almost a

compatriot of yours.

A graduate of your MIT.

A most excellent school.

What do you want, general?

I suppose I should chide you for the

trouble that you have caused us...

...but I must admit admiration

for your courage and ingenuity.

Coming from you I don't

appreciate the compliment.

Of course not. I

know how you feel.

But the ignorant days of global hostilities

are about to pass into history.

Very soon now victor and

vanquished will join hands...

...to rebuild the

devastations of war.

What are you getting at?

Within 48 hours, your country

will be a desolate wilderness.

We fear that more than a

hundred million will perish.

The task of rebuilding

will be enormous.

That is why we ask your help.

We need men like you.

Leaders who can take command and

guide your surviving countrymen...

...into the paths of

peaceful reconstruction.

As your puppet, of course.

Your people will need

you desperately.

You would be advised

to think again.

No. No, thanks.

Dr. Arnn?

No, later.

Take him away.

But only 48 hours.

That's what the general said.

What's the matter, Arnold?

- It's my fault. All my fault.

- Oh, what are you talking about?

When I searched the

passage, I was captured.

- I let them brainwash me and take control.

- You led us into that ambush?

You don't understand.

I couldn't help myself.

- I couldn't help...

- Why, you selfish...

Hey, hey, hey. Knock it off. It's

not gonna get us out of here.

Sentry. Sentry.

Quick, an accident.

Have you got a bandage?

A bandage?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Jonathan.

I can't reach them.

Well, let me try.

Lift him up.

Got them.

Somebody's coming.

Come on.

How could you permit

such a thing to happen?

I did not imagine they

could be so resourceful.

May the gods destroy

me for my blunders.

A most desirable end, no doubt. But

not likely to retrieve the prisoners.

We must pull back another battalion.

Organize all available men.

Scour every foot of tunnel. Search

each cul-De-sac and cavern.

Yes, general.

You surprise me.

I thought that your total wrath would

have descended upon that fool.

What would that accomplish?

Chai is a good officer.

Yes?

Good, how soon?

The bomb train is on the way.

We're boxed in.

Look.

Come. Up.

Give me your hand.

- There's no time.

- Well, quick.

So long, Jon.

Arnold.

Fire.

You, up there.

Right. Continue the search.

- What's all the shooting about?

- Americans, they've escaped.

- How many?

- Three.

I'll keep an eye out.

They are dangerous. You must

wait until we clear the tunnel.

Impossible.

- I insist.

- My train has priority.

You wait here, that's an order.

Where's the general? I'll

get clearance from him.

Very well. Come with me.

Get up. Come on. Get up.

The uniforms.

What is the trouble?

Let's go.

Priority orders

from General Chan.

Get that out of our

way immediately.

Keep to the right. It should

lead us back to the cavern.

Attention, all drivers.

Attention, all drivers.

Prepare to move out.

Prepare to move out.

I regret this senseless delay.

We shall arrange for you to continue

without further interference from idiots.

Do you want me to follow?

- No, you will not be needed.

- No, general, no!

- No. No.

- Drive on.

Head to the passage.

My convoy.

Head them off.

After them.

We'll never make it.

It's the end of the line.

We must get help.

And leave these to Chan Lu? No.

Where is the borer?

- Coming up as quickly as possible.

- Check again.

The imploder's missing.

- There's nothing there.

- You're certain?

I've looked everywhere.

- There's some dynamite in that box.

- But I thought...

I know. It's not supposed to trigger a

bomb, but it might work on this circuit.

They missed a bet.

Yeah, and the percussion caps.

Ten minutes.

Mulberry, on the double.

We've got 10 minutes.

The borer machine.

After them.

Bring up your technicians. We

will inspect the bomb train.

All is in order, general.

The gods have truly been with

us. Nothing has been harmed.

Assemble a new transport unit.

Get this convoy moving.

Yes, sir.

What is it?

Look.

It's been armed.

It's about to explode.

You fool.

You've ruined all we've

worked for. You stupid fool.

You've defeated us.

Destroyed us.

Come back. Come back.

Dismantle this bomb.

Come back, I command you.

Tunnel Area Able 7: Response

negative. Activity zero.

Area Able 9:
Activity zero.

All response from Baker 12:

Obliterated. Transmission cut.

That does it, colonel.

All sound response from

all the tunnels now zero.

- Fine.

- Sir.

Our computer's just verified that Chan Lu's

entire network has collapsed and flooded.

Enemy survivors?

Just about impossible.

Well, I guess that's that.

Sorry about Kramer.

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