Battle Los Angeles Page #8

- Stay close, stay close!

- What are we doing?

Load them up! Our flight path

won't be clear much longer!

You're in the middle of the sh*t,

sergeant!

What happened to all our air?

Pulled back to save our assets!

They were blowing us out!

We're abandoning Los Angeles!

Let's go, lmlay!

Son, you okay?

All right.

Let's move! Move, move!

Come on, Harris, let's go!

Hold on!

- You all right?

- Everybody all good?

- Girls?

- Everybody okay?

Hold on tight!

What happened?

Pilot said something

was playing hell with our power!

Staff sergeant! Nine o'clock!

Santos, you said you were tracking

massive RF signals?

Could a concentration of them

knock out power?

Yes, definitely! Why?

Could be their

command-and-control centre!

Get me down there!

What?

I gotta recon that area!

No way! It's a suicide!

Damn it, we're the only ones left!

All the other forces have fallen back!

We can't land! May not have power

to take off again!

This is a letter for Martinez's wife.

Will you get it to her?

Yeah.

Hover at 40 feet!

- Twenty seconds!

- Roger that!

Come on, Adukwu, let's get this off.

Staff sergeant, what the hell

are you doing?

We're in the clear!

We're almost home, lmlay!

You're in charge now!

You get these civilians home safe!

You're the bravest Marine I ever seen,

Hector!

No!

Everybody, take cover.

I told you to stay in that helo.

Civilians are free and clear.

We were worried about your ass.

I think the command-and-control asset

is nearby.

Kerns, how many klicks

to that blackout?

It's about five klicks, staff sergeant.

Five klicks. All right.

We're gonna use this overpass

for cover.

If we take out those drones...

...our military might have a chance

to get back into this fight.

Santos...

...where would you put a command and

control asset if you wanted to protect it?

- Underground.

- Let's go.

Everybody, let's move. Come on.

Move, move, move.

Move.

They must've gone back up.

Just leads up to the street.

I thought they were leading us

to the command-and-control centre.

Damn it.

Let's go. Back.

Holy sh*t!

Santos!

They know we're here now.

That's their command-and-control.

Everybody out now!

Move, move, move! Follow me!

Up here! Up that ladder, go!

Move, move, move! Up that ladder!

Up here! Up that ladder, go!

Move, move, move! Up that ladder!

Let's go! Move it up!

Blow that grate, lmlay!

Move, move, move!

We're right over their command asset.

That's it, all right. Let's move the

concrete slab, 1 o'clock. Let's move.

Fire in the hole!

That should give us a couple minutes.

Laser target, staff sergeant?

We don't have any more jets, though.

They can fire ground-to-ground

missiles from Edwards Air Force Base.

We radio in a strike,

paint the target with the laser.

- Aye-aye, staff sergeant.

- Hoorah.

Our best chance at radio reception

is on top of that building...

...but it's the most exposed.

I'll do it, staff sergeant.

I'll make the call.

Santos, you got those codes?

Air Force strike package coming up.

You get to high ground. Once you

radio in, they'll track that signal.

Things are gonna get real hot.

So once you make that call,

you get the hell out of there, all right?

You know what that means?

We're gonna have to hold those

things off till the strike gets here.

Bingo. Marines...

...we make our stand here. Let those

bastards know who they're f***ing with.

- Retreat...

- Hell!

Two-Five.

- Right of the heart, right?

- Right of the heart.

They're gonna be coming up

from there. Take two.

Plant one there and the other one

on the other side.

- Keep your head down, get it done.

- Doc, watch your back!

Watch your head! Watch it!

Any station, this is

Foxtrot-Two-November, do you copy?

Any station, this is

Foxtrot-Two-November, do you copy?

Foxtrot-Two-November,

this is Yank ee-Tango, over.

We have a priority fire mission. We've

located an enemy command centre...

...under grid 885-342.

We will be lasing. Code 1-2-0.

I say again, we will be lasing.

Code 1-2-0.

Copy that.

Time to target, three minutes.

Staff sergeant!

We got three minutes!

It's coming in three minutes!

All right. Let's paint this target.

Hell of a shot, Kerns!

Get your ass out of there!

Get out of there, Kerns! Sh*t.

- Sh*t!

- Kerns!

Sh*t! Sh*t!

Doc, Doc! Get to cover now!

Move, move!

Sh*t.

Contact! Twelve o'clock!

Covering up front!

- Go, go, go!

- Go on, get in there!

Shift fire left! Shift fire left!

Right there, right there!

Got it!

Sixty seconds left.

- Lockett!

- Sh*t!

Let's go!

Back in the fight, Santos!

- Need a little help!

- Covering!

Lmlay, use your grenade launcher!

- I got it, Doc!

- Covering!

Where's that goddamn artillery?

Should've hit by now.

Doc, let's go!

- Doc?

- Imlay! Lmlay!

Incoming!

Yes!

Santos, we got it! We got it!

Direct hit! Direct hit!

Staff sergeant, you did it!

Yes, we got it!

The strike package. It went through?

- It came through?

- Yeah! All right, Kerns!

It's over.

It's coming up. It's coming up.

They're trying to get away.

The goddamn thing can fly,

staff sergeant. It's flying now!

I'll get you out!

We gotta protect the laser.

Come on. Come on!

Santos!

Son of a b*tch!

- That hurt!

- Cover me, Lockett!

The drones are pulling it away!

We gotta take it out now!

Incoming Copperhead!

They're using the drone

to protect the ship!

I'm running low on ammo!

Santos!

- How is he?

- He's hanging in there, staff sergeant!

Crazy bastard.

You should've left me there.

Covering!

Grenade!

- Staff sergeant!

- We are not dying here, Lockett!

You damn right we're not dying!

It's getting out of range!

I gotta take it down!

Doesn't have enough punch!

Save that shot!

Staff sergeant!

Lockett, you okay?

Harris, you're gonna be okay.

There's the last Copperhead.

Santos, take out that drone!

Firing!

- Yeah!

- We did it!

We did it!

We did it!

I can't believe it worked!

Yeah!

Staff sergeant, you did it!

There's nothing controlling

the drones anymore!

Marines, on me!

They're retreating. Advance!

You guys saved our lives out there!

Semper Fi, Two-Five!

- All right, Two-Five!

- Retreat, hell!

You kicked ass, staff sarge!

Welcome home!

- Move! Move! Move!

- Good work, Marines! Outstanding.

Your civilians are safe.

Word of how you brought

their ship down...

...is going out to every army

in every city.

We're mustering up whatever troops

we can get and going back in.

So get out of that gear.

Get some chow in you.

There's breakfast in the tent.

You earned it. Hoorah, Two-Five.

- Get some smoke, lmlay.

- Got you.

Got grenades over here.

Anybody need?

- Got frag rounds coming down.

- Imlay, I think you could use this.

- Got it. HE rounds.

- I need a couple more magazines.

- Very nice, very nice.

- Everybody got ammo?

Yes, staff sergeant.

What do you think you're doing,

staff sergeant?

We already had breakfast, sir.

I'll be borrowing this, sir.

Carry on.

- Retreat, hell!

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