Burn Notice: The Fall of Sam Axe Page #2

Essentially, I was going down to check

on reports of unrest in the region.

Basically, a local Colombian official

with connections in the States...

called in a few favors.

He needed someone

to observe and report on a situation...

...so he could scare up

some U.S. military aid.

And I was the lucky guy who got to do

the observing and reporting.

Sir, I read the file, but I was hoping you

could fill me in on the basics of the situation.

I was dropped into this a little suddenly.

This group,

the so-called Espada Ardiente...

...has been staging serious attacks

all over this countryside.

And the situation is getting only worse

and worse. We need help.

Espada Ardiente. Is that some kind

of homegrown insurgent group?

Yes. Actually,

we don't know much about them.

There's someone I would like you to meet.

Will you follow me, please?

Comandante Veracruz,

let me introduce Commander Axe.

It is a pleasure, Commander Axe.

Comandante Veracruz has worked before

with American soldiers.

- He's at your disposal.

- I believe we have mutual acquaintances.

I trained

at the School of the Americas in '92.

Well, hell, if you trained there in '92...

I knew every last son of a b*tch

that made you do push-ups in the mud.

- Vic Rayburn.

- No, no, no. You mean the Terror.

- That's the guy.

- Of course.

So what's the plan?

We have intelligence

that Espada Ardiente...

...is planning to attack

an international clinic...

...run by a group called Doctors for All.

- A hospital? Seriously?

- Unfortunately, yes.

Until now they have stayed clear

of civilian targets.

The clinic sits in a strategic pass

in the mountains.

We believe the terrorists want to use it

to take control of that region.

The plan is for you

and Comandante Veracruz...

to get there before that can happen.

- I trust we are in good hands?

- Of course. Thank you, sir.

Bye-bye.

- Let's meet the guys.

- Fantastic. Please.

- Hola, seor.

- Abajo.

So it was the standard drill.

I met Veracruz's team...

and we headed out up the mountains

toward the territory...

that this Espada Ardlente group

was occupying.

Spent a couple days driving up and down

mountains and getting carsick.

Not much to report,

at least until we got further north...

and started seeing some of the places

these guys had attacked.

It was mostly little stuff-

blown-up vehicles, some burnt campsites.

But it was enough to make me think

we had to get to this clinic ASAP...

make sure nothing happened.

The clinic was conveniently located

in the middle of nowhere.

After our long trek there, I figured

they'd offer us a beer for our trouble...

but they weren't exactly happy to see us.

Okay, this is just crazy.

Why would anyone attack the clinic?

I'm sorry, Doctor, but our intelligence

indicates there may be an attack.

And so what are we supposed to do, hmm?

Evacuate?

That would be best.

We can give you until tomorrow to-

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Tomor- Listen,

I got people in there too sick to move.

- How am I supposed to evacuate-

- Let me handle this.

American to American.

I'm Canadian.

Uh, North American to North American?

We're not trying

to bust your chops here...

but you're not gonna help your patients

if you guys get shot.

Listen, sir, we don't have any problems

with the Espada Ardiente, okay?

Un segundo.

Un segundo, okay? Please.

So just tell me how am I supposed

to evacuate my clinic by tomorrow?

Hi, Ben. Hi.

Why don't you go

and take care of the patient.

And I've got this.

Yeah? This way, soldier.

It's, uh, Commander actually.

Sorry about that.

- Yeah, what's his problem?

- He's a doctor.

It's his job to cure people.

You're a soldier. It's your job to kill them.

Take a wild guess

what his problem might be, bright eyes.

- And you are?

- Amanda Maples.

I'm with the local food relief program.

We work out of the clinic.

- Nice threads, by the way. Really subtle.

- Yeah. It's a long story.

You wanna talk to your buddy in there?

You guys could be in danger.

Yeah. I'll do my best. For now though...

we'd all really appreciate it

if you'd get lost.

'Cause if we weren't a target before...

we definitely will be

if you guys don't leave.

As a soldier, I can't just leave.

Sure you can.

You just-

You get in the truck and you turn the key.

You put your foot on the pedal-

it's on the floor-

and you go.

What's going on? Who's the kid?

She may be with one of the terrorists.

We caught her sneaking

into one of the trucks.

Hey, hey.

Everybody just calm down here.

Geez. Okay.

So, kid-

Okay, guys, come on.

She's just looking for something to eat.

Let's not go crazy. It's not our mission

to rough up hungry teenagers.

- Right?

- Of course.

Here you go, kid.

So, look, I talked to the doctor

and a lady from the food aid program...

but they don't know anything

about an attack.

All I got out of 'em

was a polite invitation to screw off.

We will make camp nearby.

If there is an attack, we will be ready.

Veracruz's camp was pretty remote.

But let me tell you,

his guys were seriously well-armed.

I didn't know exactly

who we were up against yet...

- but they had enough firepower to wipe 'em off the map.

- Hola, Commander Axe.

So I decided I'd just

keep my head down, do my job...

and make my reports to H. Q.

like a good boy.

Admiral Maitland's office.

- Commander Axe for Admiral Maitland, please.

- One moment, Commander.

- Axe.

- Yes, sir.

Uh, no contact

with any terrorists yet, sir.

- We're a couple miles from the clinic.

- Good.

Carry on as long as it takes.

Sir, what exactly does

"as long as it takes" mean?

It means next time...

stay away from the wives

of ranking officers.

- See you in a few months.

- Roger that.

- Hey. Just calling to command, letting them know what's up.

- Fantastic.

Perhaps you would like to relax,

eat some supper.

My men and I are going to scout the area.

- I'll go with you. My gear's right in there.

- Actually, seor...

- it is better if you stay here.

- Oh, stay here.

I can't exactly observe and report

from the inside of my tent, can I?

- I can handle a little night scouting.

- I'm sure you can, Commander Axe...

but I'm responsible for your safety.

If we make contact with the terrorists,

we will come for you immediately.

This is where things

kind of started to go sideways.

You might wanna mark that down

in your notes. "Things went sideways. "

- So, what did you do?

- I guess you could say I modified my orders.

Oh, seor-

Buenas noches.

So I decided to conduct a scout of my own.

I did a basic perimeter check, searched

for tire tracks, signs of actively.

The only hostile forces I found

was a nest of spiders as big as quarters.

- And in the middle of fighting

those little bastards off...

I hear voices.

I go in, check it out, thinking maybe

It was the Espada Ardlente guys.

But what do I find instead? Veracruz...

...unloading a bunch of weapons

from a hidey-hole in the mountain.

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