Objective, Burma!

This is Burma...

the toughest battleground in the world...

where the Japs had sealed off

the Burma road...

and closed the back door to China.

A door that had to be reopened.

After months of secret preparations...

at Mountbatten's base headquarters

in India...

a far-reaching,

combined operations was about to begin.

British General Wingate

conferred with his staff.

Gen. Stilwell speeded up the training

of his Chinese troops.

A special group of American Army

Air Force commandos...

was set up under Col. Bill Cochran.

And deep in the jungle,

the forward command posts...

of a force called Merrill's Marauders

got ready to push off.

Only their top officers

knew where to, or what for.

One hot afternoon, a reconnaissance

plane from an advance air base...

near the border of India

scouted the Jap-infested jungle.

The operation was about to begin.

Its objective:

Burma.

Major, photographs for the general.

Wait here.

General, the photographs

of the Red Robin operation have come in.

Good!

Good work. Fine.

Lad, it's been a long time.

But here's where

we start paying back the Japs.

Your parachuters will get the first crack.

That's okay with us.

- Rush these to Col. Carter.

- Yes, sir.

- Get Carter on the phone.

- Yes, sir.

Take these to Col. Carter,

503rd Parachute Infantry Headquarters.

- Col. Carter.

- Carter?

Feed your men some raw meat.

We're going in.

The Red Robin operation

goes into effect immediately.

- Photographs?

- Yes, sir.

For Col. Carter.

- Okay, Ned. Now you can go back to sleep.

- Thank you, sir.

Nelson, here's your jump area.

- Jacobs, get me a weather report.

- Yes, sir.

Leopard, 5-1.

Looks pretty good to me, Colonel.

Edge of the trees there

ought to make good cover.

With the wind blowing west,

this'll make a good go point.

Weather prediction remains same.

No changes expected.

Good. Report all changes as they occur.

- Nelson, you're ready to go, I think.

- Yes, sir.

You take off at 3:45 a.m.,

and jump at dawn.

Your landing will be covered

by a diversionary bombing.

The CG has assigned six bombers to drop

a load here at Yawe.

Once you and your boys get in, it's

up to you to find the target and blow it.

I don't have to pound on your skull

and make big speeches...

as to what this mission means.

I think you know.

If you do good...

it means the lives

of several thousand men.

So do good.

Roger.

Jacobs, I'll take the first platoon.

Briefing in an hour.

Nelson, here we go.

Yes, sir.

Hello, Treacy? Briefing, one hour.

First platoon, briefing in an hour. Yes, sir.

Save that for the Japs. Briefing in an hour.

Okay, you guys. Briefing in an hour.

All right, you bathing beauties.

Briefing in an hour.

- Briefing in an hour, Gabby.

- Just a minute.

I'm washing my last pair of nylons.

It's about time.

Never mind filling it, Doc.

We've got briefing in an hour. Pull it.

No!

Briefing in an hour, you guys.

- Thanks for the buck.

- I hate sergeants.

Give me a shampoo, a light trim,

and a manicure.

Finish it after the war.

Briefing in an hour.

You monkeys!

First platoon, briefing in an hour.

Come on. Throw the ball, you dummy.

I want to write a letter.

- But what a babe.

- Yeah?

A real straw job, see?

- Stacked up like a pair of bricks.

- I know the type.

- They take a taxi to cross the street.

- But could she spend the dough.

It's about time we saw some action.

Speaking for myself...

I'd just as soon take it easy

for another 100 years.

All right! Stop hounding me, will you?

When?

- Suppose you get killed?

- So I get killed.

- So you're out $2.

- Quit waving your teeth.

All right, but I still don't think

this is a way to fight a war.

We've been sitting around so much,

we've bunions on our landing gear.

You batted your gums so much,

you have bunions on your lip.

I don't like your attitude.

If I only had one more...

Who's that?

Who's what?

The guy with Lieutenant Jacobs.

I've never seen him before.

He's that newspaper Joe

that just came in yesterday.

No kidding? You mean

we're gonna be in the newspapers?

Just in case he's gonna take pictures.

Why should anybody in his right mind

want a picture of you?

What do you mean?

- I'm a curiosity.

- You're not kidding.

No. I mean on account of I'm on a mission.

My old lady expects

me personally to capture Adolf Hitler...

and here I am in India.

Doesn't that make me a curiosity?

You're just khaki-wacky.

Attention!

I'll make it short, men.

Capt. Nelson will brief you

on the operation in a moment.

I just want to say this:

Two years ago,

when Gen. Stilwell was run out of Burma...

he said among other things,

that we took an awful pasting...

and somebody ought to go back in there

and do something about it.

We're going.

You men will be

the first to go back into Burma.

The action you're about to see

is the first step...

of an extremely important operation.

On the success of your mission,

depends to a large extent...

the entire course of the war

in this theater.

It's a big job.

And I know you'll do it right.

Good luck to you.

And good hunting.

Capt. Nelson.

Let's get started.

You can smoke if you want to...

and speak up if you can't hear me

in the back.

Our mission is to demolish

a Jap radar station...

and communications center

somewhere near point W...

on operations map B.

All we have to do is to go in,

find the radar station, blow it to pieces.

Then get out of there

before the Japs know we're in.

I guess you're wondering why

the Air Force doesn't go and bomb it.

We know approximately

where the radar station is.

Approximately isn't good enough.

The Air Force needs to know exactly

where it is. They don't.

The target's got to be destroyed.

Someone's got to do it.

We're elected.

All right. We're going in.

All right. Gather around the sand table

and I'll show you where you're going.

Don't shove, Hogan. Take it easy.

Guy must think it's a free lunch counter.

All right. We come in due east.

As soon as we reach the junction

of these two rivers...

we cross this small range of hills here.

The other side of that is the jump field.

We'll jump just as soon as we reach

the edge of the field. Is that understood?

And Miggleori, if we happen to run

across any Burmese dancing girls...

we can't stop and talk to them.

At last reports,

the jump field was undefended.

Jap patrols are from 30 to 60 men

that have been spotted at various...

places this past month,

usually in this area here.

Now, somewhere in this area

is the radar station we're after.

It's not going to be a cinch finding it.

There's a supply depot located at point X.

And it's garrisoned by about 2,000 men.

Now, are there any questions so far?

- Nebraska.

- There aren't any names on the table.

Where is this place?

For security reasons, we won't know

until we board the planes.

Then you'll be given maps with names,

places, locations. Any other questions?

Higgins?

If you don't mind, sir,

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