Behind Enemy Lines II: Axis of Evil Page #3

Like I said...

Anyone laughs,

you're f***ing dead.

Shultiess. You're jumping first.

Trust me.

It's better that way.

The high...altitude, high...opening drop...

the HAHO.

The single most effective aerial infiltration

available to the special warfare operator.

Ensign James,

if I hear one snortle, one snicker...

one chuckle out of you

or Callaghan...

I will personally give you both

one of these. I sh*t you not!

- Understood?

- Hoo...ya, Master Chief.

The MT1 X...The crown jewel...

The crown jewel...

The crown jewel

of naval parachutes.

It can put a spec war operator

anywhere on this earth at any time.

Provided, that is,

you survive the jump.

- All right, Barnes. Open her up.

- Oxygen.

Although the missile has already

been lowered into its underground casing...

Although the missile has already

been lowered into its underground casing...

we were able to use thermal imaging

to acquire these new target folders.

Rom this lower perigee...

these images clearly show

a diamond...shaped missile tip.

Indicative of

a nuclear...tipped warhead.

Mr. President, we can now say

with high confidence...

that this missile was designed

to deliver a nuclear device.

How do we know

it's carrying one?

How do we know it's not

a dummy warhead...

that's tricked out to look like

a nuclear warhead?

Well, sir, when plutonium is reprocessed

to make a nuclear bomb material...

it emits a radioactive gas...

krypton...85.

Our Lacrosse synthetic aperture radar

detected this gas from Yongjiri...

at levels consistent

with the existence of a mid...range...

three...to...five megaton

nuclear device.

Mr. President, we are as sure about this

as we ever were about any Soviet missile site.

That is an actual, live,

nuclear...tipped missile on the launchpad.

What's more disturbing, Mr. President,

is they seem to be fueling this missile...

to its highest alert level.

In this condition, it could be launched within

three minutes of receiving a "go" order.

- And then how much time do we have...

- Thirty minutes.

That's right.

A Topol-class missile

launched from North Korea...

would strike the United States...

in approximately 30 minutes.

Once it's in the air, there is no asset

in our arsenal that can bring it down.

Sir, in light of this, I think we ought

to revisit your decision...

to give Mackey's team

the go...ahead.

- Mazetti, you're up.

- Let's go, Mazetti!

- Good bounce.

- Thank you, sir.

Good bounce, Mazetti!

- Ten bucks says the new guy freezes.

- Shut up, Mazetti!

Shultiess!

- Happy jumping, Shultiess.

- Thank you, sir.

Meideros!

This is what we do, boys.

Whoo!

Mazetti, hold on.

Hold on, guys.

Back up.

Team Leader, this is the cockpit.

Pentagon is saying stand down.

Abort.

- Abort!

- Abort!

Un...f***ing...believable.

We have an abort mission.

You keep these boys on the plane!

Bobby!

- What the hell's going on, Chief!

- Get back, sailor.

Mazetti, on the hatch.

Ballantine, check the hydraulics.

What are you doing?

Our guys are out there!

Following orders.

Now step back, Master Chief.

That's bullshit!

They got no SATCOM!

Bobby is completely f***ed

down there.

They will send a cleanup team.

Mazetti, on the hatch!

Ballantine, take it off.

Take it off!

Callaghan, what are you doing?

Can't send a clean...up crew, 'cause they'll

never find 'em, and the North KO's will.

That's not for you to decide.

Mazetti, on the hatch!

Callaghan,

you will not exit this plane.

Barnes, I am making this jump!

Callaghan, don't be an idiot!

Track this leg for coordinates.

Stay on oxygen

until we stabilize.

Exit airplane, proper body position.

Forget that.

Today, we're gonna go through a variety

of non...optimal parachute functions...

inversions, cigarette rolls,

line...overs, totals...

And my personal favorite...

the Mae West.

All of which have one thing in common...

They're all fatal.

Stay with the program. Don't deploy in spin.

Spin recovery- full spread eagle.

Spin recovery- arch back.

Don't deploy.

Recover position.

Gain control.

Deploy parachute.

Come on, Bobby,

stay with the program.

Gain control. Deploy parachute.

Brace for opening shock.

On rare occasions,

your parachute will fail to deploy.

It is for this reason the U.S. Navy

provides you with a reserve chute.

But before you attempt

to cut away your main chute...

you must first cut away your Twinkie.

Cut away the chute.

Get to the Twinkie.

Get to the Twinkie.

Worse than a total

deployment failure is a partial deployment.

Centrifugal force rushes all the blood

from your brain to your feet.

Fifteen seconds,

you get tunnel vision.

Ten seconds, you black out.

After that, you die.

Ka...bar knife. Right thigh pocket.

Full spread eagle.

Brace for opening shock.

Crown jewel, my ass.

What's going on, Admiral?

The situation's very fluid here.

Our of my guys jumped

before the recall order was...

That's not how I heard it,

Commander.

I heard two of your guys, including

your lieutenant, jumped after the red.

Rom what I gather,

General Vance...

Lieutenant James slipped

and was sucked out the plane.

- And Callaghan?

- Well, he may have jumped before the order.

- His comm unit was probably...

- Don't bullshit a bullshitter, Mackey.

Your men lack discipline.

They got no respect for chain of command.

- I disagree with that assessment, sir.

- You think they're heroes?

They're cowboys. They're gonna get people

killed. You better pray they're not detected.

I've ordered Team 1 Helo Platoon

to organize an exfil...

No, sir. You will not.

- General, my guys are my res...

- Your guys will dig in and stay put.

The president has ordered

a surgical strike at the missile site.

Your guys will do B.D.A. And when that's done,

our guys will pull 'em out in a Pave Low.

And when is this happening, sir?

You'll know when you need

to know, Commander.

Echo 7 Yankee. Any up?

Report in. Over.

Echo 7 Yankee. Any up?

Report in. Over.

Get that.

Echo 2 on site.

Also Echo...

Uh, what number are you?

- That would be three.

- Also Echo 2...3. Three. Over.

Copy that.

Echo 2, Echo 3.

- What's your position? Over.

- Give me your G.P.S.

Uh...

- 221 by 39.851. Over.

- Copy that. Stand by.

Okay. We're 20 miles apart.

Proceed to coordinates

- Roger that.

- Get there as fast as you can, Echo 3.

L.T., where are the others?

We're it. Over.

Not entirely, Echo 7. Echo 12 in the air.

- No sh*t?

- No sh*t.

All right. Echo 3, you got

a 10...mile hump ahead of ya.

- Get movin".

- Roger that.

Echo 12, glide to these coordinates.

Sir, why haven't we turned this plane around?

We have got to get back to base.

Son, we're flying commercial airspace

with a commercial I- signature.

- Any deviation of our flight plan, they'll...

- Sh*t.

You're right.

I'm sorry, Colonel.

We got to get back to base, A.S.A.P.

I got four guys down there

that need my help.

I understand.

We'll drop off the North Korean radar

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