Dag II Page #6

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and numbers never lie.

True.

But my heart, sir...

...its trying to fool me.

Says we cant abandon villagers to murder.

Maybe, theres a chance that...

...we defend this place and live...

...then look back and say that

as Turkish soldiers...

...we did the right thing

as well as our duty.

Commander, what is going on?

All the village children have boarded.

Time for the unruly one.

- I wont go.

- Youre the mission, Ceyda.

Ill do something, sir. I can be

of use!

No. You returning, is not

open to discussion.

Just promise me one thing.

You will not speak of this.

You will not write it.

It will be a secret forever.

Why?

We are nothing.

Shadows. What we do must not be known.

Promise me.

I promise!

Open it when you arrive.

071 Wolf, this is Mountain.

Mountain, this is Wolf.

Your orders were clear!

Why have you not exfil?!

What the hell are you doing Veysel?

Sir weve delivered Ceyda.

But they had to leave early

due to the coming storm.

What storm Veysel?!

Sir, I will consult my team

one by one, just to be sure.

Master Sergeant Mustafa ahin.

I concur with my commander.

Staff Sergeant Arif Sayar.

I agree, sir.

First Lieutenant Ouz.

The weather is terrible, sir.

Sergeant Baybars Ycel.

I concur, sir.

Specialist Bekir zbey.

Likewise sir.

Master Sergeant Eref ullu.

A storm is coming, sir.

We have team comfirmation.

What is your orders, sir?

- Noted.

- Standing by for orders, Sir?.

We'll try again tomorrow.

May God help you all. Out.

In 1950, we used to say Iraqi Turks.

Then we're forced

to call them Turkmen.

For us, land that is to be defended,

is land where our people live.

These villagers are our people.

- Eref, you have it with you?

- Always, sir.

- Baybars?

- Your orders, sir.

Go, raise it on the village peak.

Today, this place is homeland.

This is not an American film.

Last minute air support wont

clear out those hundred men.

Mustafa.

Everything is here sir.

4 mags per rifle.

I got two rockets, for emergencies.

I can rig the C4s for remote

detonation with a comm.

The village also has some gasoline.

I'll crack open the DskH rounds...

... and fill the shells and powder

inside gas canisters as shrapnel...

Good. Divide all the benzene and

paraffin equally.

Ouz, explain.

There are two routes into the village.

The mosque path and the school path.

The mosque path is wider

but we got a choke point here.

This is the joint. Vehicles

must cross here.

We can use it.

I can rig a killbox with the C4s.

Two on each side of the road.

- Will take care of every truck.

- Then what?

No IED will kill 100 men.

Man to man engagement if they slip pass.

I just wish we had a

guardian angel.

You will go high.

Always wanted to be a muezzin as a kid.

- Why didnt you do it?

- They said I had a horrible voice.

If they reach iron sights Im f***ed.

Need someone to keep the mosque clean.

- Boran, can you do this?

- Say die, and Ill die, sir.

How do we position sir?

You, Mustafa, Ouz and I,

were the vanguard.

After we collect our blood toll

at the bottleneck...

...we come here, to point green,

to you and Mustafa.

Baybars Cocktail.

Ycel Cocktail.

Molotov was his surname.

They must never know our real numbers.

We need someone to run around,

carrying ammo to displacers.

Veysel Commander?

Let me help.

The battle makes the warrior.

Let me help.

No mercy for those who try

to take this village.

Make every invader crawl.

They will curse the day they

first took a step here.

They wont fear death.

Theyll fear us.

Village flank is the only weak

point. Where the school faces.

How many rounds do you have left?

Ill be stingy.

- What is this place?

- Coalhouse.

It has a shelter under it.

Bring all remaining civilians here.

This place falls, the village falls.

The Last Castle.

Sir. This is not the Last Castle.

We are.

No matter what

keep the door closed.

Sir, please. Ceyda is gone.

If you would only allow it.

Keep the comms on so I can hear.

Use only initials.

And you cant ask me.

Go ahead then.

Well, I was just a kid

back then, 15 or 16.

Her initial was E.

She was 3- 4 years older than I.

You know how you look at something

disgusting and cringe?

Thats how she looked at me, like sh*t.

Turns out she liked me.

Then she invites me to drink lemonade.

I swear, sir, next thing I know

I open my eyes in her bedroom.

Somehow, it really happened.

For 11 seconds.

A.

From Saryer.

We had dated for a year.

I took her to a romantic dinner.

She was pretty scared.

As if Id dump her

after we made love.

But thats not what happened.

We dated for another 1.5 years.

Then she dumped me.

Who would've thought.

Mine was also a girlfriend. Z.

And?

Thats all you need to know rookie.

Sheesh.

Its going to be pretty hard for

Sergeant Mustafa to remember 60 years ago.

F.

She was singer.

A singer?!

In a tavern.

Met her on the first day of rookie leave.

Seeing my haircut,

thought I was an officer.

I didn't deny it.

Then, in a couple of months. I gathered

my courage and declared my love.

Oh God.

It was the 80s. Everybody was romantic.

F was an incredible woman.

Breasts the size of my head.

She's like a film star

and a diva rolled into one.

Wonder where she is now.

I was 19.

Had a two year girlfriend.

We were into each other,

but could never be alone.

Couldnt get past second base.

Anyways,

she had this best friend. Whom would

invite me to help with her homework.

B.

She seduced me a little.

I was a teen so I couldnt resist.

Well, after my girl found out,

of course she dumped my ass.

Woah...

You see sir...

...this scoundrel...

should have been eliminated.

Funny thing is, theyre still besties.

Im a classic guy.

Sebahat. My first and only love.

She was the beauty of Akaabat.

We got hitched a day before deployment.

Couldnt wait, in event

something happens to me.

Next day I was on a convoy to Keran camp.

Suddenly an RPG hit our

Unimogs rear tire.

Two died on impact.

PKM rounds bouncing everywhere.

Then I realize, Im shaking.

Thnking Ill never see Sebahat again.

I accept it. You know how people

feel, nothing will happen to me...

...this was the moment it ended.

A sergeant with shrapnel sticking out of his

jaw screams at us to remain calm...

...he puts in a cassette. Rock music

begins playing in the vehicle.

Outside ricochets keep rhythm..

Suddenly I begin enjoying it.

I realize Im probably going insane.

You were a kid back then Eref.

Frankly sir, I still got the same feeling.

Only now, I never shake.

Ill find Sebahat even if I die.

- Visual!

- Its time, gentleman.

Arif, talk to me.

Battalion.

200 plus change.

8 tactical Hiluxes.

And one Abrams.

Abrams?

More good news.

- Whats the formation?

- Two columns, sir.

Infantry ahead and rear.

Classic Saddam.

Five minutes.

Fear is good.

Youll run faster.

They have a tank!

But we have a Bekir.

Eref, do what you do best.

And if you get exposed earman,

know that I watch over you.

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