Objective, Burma! Page #5
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the other has a chance to make contact.
Is that clear?
Okay, fellas.
Good luck to all of us.
Capt. Li, you better come with me.
- You too, Williams, you come with me.
- Thanks.
You're gonna have a longer story
than you thought.
I'll make a novel out of it.
Jacobs...
you better take Gurkha Habeda with you,
and the other radio.
Try to keep in touch as often as you can.
Well, I'll be seeing you.
Right.
Take care of yourself, pal.
Hollis, I'll bet you a K ration dinner
we get there first.
Okay, Gabby, it's a deal.
Sweeney, mazel tov.
- How you doing?
- Pretty good, sir.
All right, sir.
Broph.
Yes, sir.
- Try to contact Lt. Jacobs again.
- All right, sir.
Baker One to Baker Two.
We've reached the rendezvous.
Where are you?
Baker One to Baker Two.
We're reached the rendezvous.
Come in, Baker Two.
Hello, George. Baker One calling.
Sorry, sir...
this thing only carries
two and a half miles.
- Guess they aren't in range yet.
- Sure.
Sure, I guess he...
He must have run into some tough jungle.
Maybe so.
- Try him again.
- All right, sir.
Hello, George. Baker One calling.
Baker One to Baker Two.
Come in, Baker Two. Baker One calling.
Army 27805 from Red Leader.
Acknowledge.
Calling Red Leader.
No contact.
Keep trying.
They're down there somewhere.
Army 27805 from Red Leader.
Acknowledge.
- There it is.
- Where?
Hi, men!
Calling Army 27805.
Calling Army 27805 from Red Leader.
Acknowledge.
Hello, Red Leader.
Hang on, here's Barker.
This is Army 27805, saying go ahead.
Over to you.
Army 27805 from Red Leader.
You're coming in on us.
Keep over to your left a little.
All right, hold that course.
You're about a quarter-mile away,
that's all.
Right in my lap!
Who said the air corps is not on the job?
Did you spot us? Come in.
Yes, Red Leader, we've got you spotted.
We'll start dropping your supplies
on the next run.
Get set back there.
All right then, let's have it!
- All right, Treace, get it in.
- Yes, sir.
Paul, Benny, grab a shovel.
Caesar, come on.
Tell my girl I won't be home for dinner!
Back to Army 27805 from Red Leader.
What's the score, Barker?
Any orders for me from headquarters?
Over.
Looks bad. There's no way
of getting you out by plane.
Over.
Okay.
Okay, we'll walk out.
You going to keep us supplied? Over.
We'll drop supplies every four days.
You say where. Over.
Don't get out of range.
I'll give you the map reference.
Red Leader to Army 27805.
The next rendezvous will be in four days...
at map reference G-289506.
Did you get it? Over.
G-289506. I got it.
Good luck, Red Leader. Over.
Okay, Barker.
Thanks a lot. Thanks for everything.
Off and over. Roger.
- Break open the cigarettes first.
- One strawberry pie coming up.
- No Thousand Island dressing?
- Here's the skipper.
As you were.
Well, boys, we got another tough break.
I just got word from headquarters
that there's no landing field...
between here and our base
where they can get a plane to pick us up.
That means only one thing.
We got a long hike ahead of us.
Unless we stick together
and work together...
we're going to be in trouble, plenty.
The most important thing
is to take your Atabrine tablets.
Because if you don't and you get sick,
particularly with fever...
it'll be that much tougher
on the rest of us.
So be careful.
As soon as Lt. Jacobs
and his men get here, we'll shove off.
That's all.
Okay, carve the turkey.
If we gotta walk, we gotta eat.
Well, Willie...
Iooks like we're up a Burmese creek
without any paddle.
Capt. Li, ask the Gurkha
how far it is to Sittaung.
He doesn't know exactly,
but about 200 miles.
You ain't just whistling Dixie, brother.
Two hundred...
Let's go get some vitamins.
- You want a hand?
- I can get up by myself.
You hope.
How did you happen to get mixed up
with this outfit of leaping fleas, anyway?
What was it, for fun, money, or marbles?
A bit of each, I guess.
This wouldn't have been so tough...
if the Japs hadn't thrown
a monkey wrench into us at the start.
When you deal with monkeys
you've got to expect some wrenches.
My boys are trained for it.
I thought they were trained to jump,
not walk.
Why didn't you join the Navy?
I can walk further than I can swim,
brother.
Broph, cut me a slice of rare roast beef,
will you?
With the gravy dripping onto it.
Thanks. Delicious.
All this meat and no potatoes.
Soapy, see if I know tonight's menu.
Two packages of biscuits, a can of cheese.
One envelope lemonade or orange powder.
Four lumps of sugar.
One package of four cigarettes.
A book of ten matches.
A package of candy.
What, no floor show?
Why, sure!
The girls are getting their fans right now.
What's the matter, skipper? You worried?
Jacobs. He's a nice kid.
You know what he told me?
He used to be a schoolteacher.
That's right.
Funny place for a schoolteacher, isn't it?
Or an architect.
Is that what you were?
- Where?
- Maine.
- Maine. Did you make any money at it?
- No.
Not much, but that was all right.
You see...
most people have to work 50 weeks a year
and they get two weeks' vacation.
I worked two weeks
and had a 50-week vacation.
Gave me plenty of time to go fishing.
Somebody's coming, sir, over there.
Cover.
Hollis, what happened?
Give me some salt tablets.
What happened? Where's Lt. Jacobs?
Me and...
Sweeney were way up in front.
First thing you know,
the Japs open up with machine guns.
All around, they were all around us.
They let us get by.
Then they opened up on the main body.
Never saw anything like it.
It was a slaughterhouse.
- The Japs follow you here?
- I don't know.
Paul, Chuck, bring a stretcher for Hollis.
We're moving out.
Pass out the grenades
and bury those boxes.
You going to try to take him with us?
I should leave him. He'll slow us up.
But I can't do it.
We'll have to do something for Hollis
or else he'll go into shock.
Can't we stop and give him some plasma?
We can't stop. You'll have to try
to give it to him on the way.
Native village up ahead, sir.
- Take it easy, Hollis.
- I'm all right. Let me up.
- How do you feel, kid?
- Much better, sir.
- Think you can walk?
- I think so, sir.
- Thanks.
- Attaboy.
That plasma even made your hair grow.
- What do you think?
- I don't like it.
It's too quiet.
I think you're right. We'll skip it.
Burmese.
Tell them to come up.
What do they want?
Fifty Japanese were in the village.
They left this morning.
Looking for us?
They wish to help us. They hate the Japan.
The men were made slave,
and even the women.
He says do we wish to see
the other men like us?
The other men like us?
What's he talking about? Where? Ask him.
In the village.
Any Japs there?
They have all gone but two men.
Nebraska, take three men.
Get rid of those sentries...
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