Battle Los Angeles Page #7
composition of our water that's unique.
It's in a liquid state. No other
locations in our known universe...
...have liquid H2O
anywhere near their surface.
I just saw a field report that said
they will use our sewage systems...
...to follow our water to their ships.
- How'd you get that to work?
These things are everywhere. There's
one off the coast of 20 countries.
They're calling it
the command-and-control centre.
- That's the thing you were tracking?
- Yeah.
So you're saying that's the thing
that's controlling the drones?
Yeah. And if we wipe it out,
we take out their air power.
- Let's move it.
- Set him down.
- How much time we got?
One minute.
Air Force about to lay some pain
on those extraterritorial bastards.
- All right, Two-Five, retreat...
- Hell!
- Retreat...
- Hell!
Here we go.
Come on.
Let's fry these sons of b*tches.
We get to the F.O.B.
After these bombs drop, get ammo.
And some goddamn reinforcements.
Some goddamn tanks.
- Ten.
- Gotta be strong, okay?
Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
Three...
Sh*t. Everybody, brace!
- They should've dropped.
- What the hell?
Wouldn't we have felt that from here if
they'd dropped? We would've felt them.
Would've felt it in Nevada
with that ordnance.
That clock right?
That's what I got.
Maybe it's a good thing. Maybe we
turned the tide. That's a good thing.
You damn straight, lmlay.
We was kicking some ass.
Could they have taken out
the whole Air Force?
This isn't happening.
Let's move.
Everybody, up, up. Let's move.
Come on.
We're in the home stretch, everybody.
We in the home stretch.
Now we know why
those bombs didn't drop.
They wiped our forward
operating base right off the map.
All clear, staff sergeant!
All right, let's bring him back here.
Hang in there, buddy.
Million-and-one odds
we'd get here in the first place...
...we get here and there ain't nothing.
I knew Nantz would never get us out.
- There were thousands of Marines here.
- Now it's just seven of us, lmlay.
You remind me of my older brother.
How's that?
He never smiles either.
Secure the front with Harris.
Imlay, anything?
Nothing.
We only got maps of Santa Monica.
We need something farther east.
They're all burned.
Follow me, lmlay.
All right, here's the
battalion commander's hooch.
Looking for maps,
anything with an extraction point.
Staff sergeant.
I'll be right back.
Found a tactical map, staff sergeant.
Shows where all the units
were deployed.
- What the hell are all these red marks?
- Means they're gone.
- You mean the units got moved?
- Wiped out.
- All of them?
- All of them.
Oh, sh*t.
All right. One alternate extraction site
is still operational.
That's eight klicks.
Staff sergeant? Staff sergeant.
Adukwu, plenty of weapons around.
Find yourself an M-16.
Mr. Rincon is dead.
Wake up, Dad.
Please help me right now.
Don't leave me.
I'm so sorry, Hector.
I'm sorry.
No.
Your dad tried so hard
to stay with you.
- I'm sorr...
- I don't wanna be here.
It's okay, bud.
Your father was a brave man, Hector.
Hector, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, buddy.
It's okay to cry.
He loved you very much.
Listen to me, Hector.
I need you to be brave for me.
I need you to be my little Marine.
Okay?
We gotta be brave for the others.
Do you know why?
Why?
Because Marines don't quit.
Do you believe that?
Say it for me.
- Marines don't quit.
- Good.
I'm gonna get you out of here, Hector.
I promise.
Let's go see the girls, okay? Come on.
We are not losing one more
of those civilians. Understand?
You getting us out too, staff sergeant?
Or are we expendable?
All right, Lockett.
You wanna go there, let's go there.
I commanded men and men died.
Kids. 19 years old.
The best men I ever led.
Do you think for one second I wouldn't
rather trade places with them?
I know you think I got my men killed.
They're dead.
I'm here.
Like the punch line to some bad joke.
You think I like that?
that those faces aren't right here...
...seared into my brain?
Dante, Thomas T. Corporal.
1-5-6-5-0-9-3-8-6.
Ambruster, William R. Private.
8-7-6-6-6-2-3-5-4.
Wharton, Jeffrey H.
Lance Corporal. 8-7-4-2-7-3-9-9-3.
Lockett...
...Duane G.
Corporal.
1-5-6-8-7-0-9...
Five-five.
Your brother
was an outstanding Marine.
He was my friend.
And I miss him every day.
And you remind me of him.
None of that matters right now.
Because our duty is to keep
moving forwards, to keep fighting.
That's how we honour your brother...
...and Lieutenant Martinez...
...Corporal Stavrou...
...Lance Corporal Mottola...
...Hector's father...
...who picked up a rifle and did what
needed to be done. A civilian.
So we better damn well step it up.
Discard any lingering doubt.
Work fast, work as a unit,
and we will prevail.
Let's figure out
how we're gonna get out of this.
Imlay, you come with me.
Get to higher ground.
The rest of you, find some ammo
and some vehicles.
Gotta be a few LAV's or armoured
Humvees still operational.
Sorry, bro. You didn't deserve this.
You went down fighting.
Holy sh*t.
I wasn't expecting to see all this.
That don't look good.
Reinforcements.
Holy sh*t.
They already set up a beachhead.
All right.
If that evac site is still operational,
I think we can get behind the line.
That's gonna be one hell of a ride.
Yeah, well, that's what we get paid for.
Everybody move to the LAV now! Go!
Any station, this net.
This is Foxtrot-Two-November.
We have 11 passengers.
Requesting evacuation at alternate
extraction point Charlie.
Are there any birds in the air? Over.
Foxtrot-Two-November, this is
Sierra 2-5. Orders are to pull back.
Get to extraction point Charlie
by 0300 or we'll be gone. Over.
Roger that. 0300, not a minute more.
Out.
Imlay, ever see what
a Bushmaster chain gun can do?
- Oh, sh*t, yes, staff sergeant.
- Get on it, son.
Let's do this!
- No lights, Kerns.
- Roger that.
Let's move.
Bushmaster is locked and loaded.
Give them hell.
Damn right.
Two minutes till the helo drops.
Everybody okay?
All right, Kerns, take a left.
I want you to go over three blocks,
then you go about five blocks...
...hang a right, and straight.
- That should get us to the evac site.
- Yes, staff sergeant.
- I'd hold on if I were you, Lockett!
- Copy that!
- We got hostiles.
- What's going on?
- Let's not wait around and find out.
- It's gonna be okay.
Got about 250 rounds,
staff sergeant.
Know what they say if you hit a deer?
- Speed up!
- Damn straight!
- Come on!
- Y'all hold on!
We're gonna have to go
right through them!
- You saw that?
- They're going down like bowling pins!
Kick it out!
Run that sucker over, man!
Santos, you okay?
I got that nasty stuff
all over my mouth, man!
- It's not funny.
- You let him do you on the first date.
- Everyone okay?
- Yes!
Let's get us home.
Cease fire!
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