Red Scorpion Page #2

You murdering bastards.

Little Tufeela, have you seen

my Noe Kossongo?

Kallunda...

Noe...

Kallunda...

Noe...

They came this morning.

There are many dead. Many.

Sundata?

He left last night. They missed him.

Killer! Killer! Killer!

Looks like the killing machine

is breaking down.

Don't worry about it, man.

Everything breaks down in Africa.

Bushman.

You're losing it.

Nobody ever sees a bushman.

I saw one at Cuamo Base.

I don't think so.

Cold! Cold!

Real nice, Kallunda.

About as graceful as a f***ing rock.

So what's with you, pal?

Big brother never teach you to swim?

Take it off. Take if all off.

Squeeze that trigger once more,

senor and we kill him.

Your move, comrade.

Shitty odds,... no?

Elano.

Kallunda

Where is your American friend?

Oh, sh*t.

What are you doing down in the water?

Oh, I figured if you were

gonna be a martyr,

somebody'd have to write about it.

Another one of the bastards.

Up in the rocks.

Stop! Stop!

Nikolar... He is with us. A deserter.

You will not be harmed.

It is good to see you, my friend.

Sundata will be very pleased.

Sundata? He's with you?

Yeah.

All right. Pick over these foreign dogs

and let's go.

This is the rebel life?

Kallunda.

I have brought some friends.

Mister Dewey Ferguson.

Sir, Did you bring some chewing gum?

Sorry, sir.

Well, we'll just have to tighten

our belts another notch then.

And who is this?

A deserter.

He helped us escape from Cuamo.

He saved our lives.

I am grateful to you.

I am the one who's grateful, sir

I think it is best,

if we keep you confined for now.

It will be safer for everyone.

Keep an eye on him (In African)

Yes, sir.

As a member of the armed forces

of the USSR...

I will always be ready...

to defend my country...

with dignity and honor...

with dignity and honor...

Shut the hell up.

Guard.

What is it?

Do you have a bandage?

Bandage.

You'll make me look all damn night.

How's everything (In African)

It's quiet.

Keep alert during the night.

Don't fall asleep, huh?

Keep your eyes open, okay? (In African)

Be a good pal...

I'm afraid I am not as trusting

as Kallunda.

It is a weakness that

I indulge for the

sake of those who rely upon me.

You son of a b*tch!

They sent you on a fool's mission,

solider.

Whether I live or die

makes no difference in the world.

We are a people...

and we want our destiny.

I understand what happened.

I leave you as an insult to your people.

They will find him...

And see that even their most

perfect tools of war...

cannot harm us.

And they will deal with him in ways...

we ourselves could never bear.

Look, look, look.

What have we here?

The pride of the Soviet Army.

Look at you.

What happened out there, Lieutenant?

They did not trust me.

Sundata is alive?

Yes, General.

How could you fail?

How!?

I am a soldier, General.

I tried everything possible.

But, I know when it is wrong.

Wrong! What does that mean, wrong!?

Everything was wrong.

You are a simple instrument of war,

Lieutenant...

not a true warrior at all.

It is not your place

to question the plan.

You are Spetsnaz.

A perfect killing machine.

Now... what have you told the Cubans?

They know nothing.

Good.

Very good. Well, that's something

in your favor.

General, I am giving you my best.

Best?

Can this man be killed.

Yes.

Yes. But, apparently not by you.

You are a great, great disappointment

to me, Lieutenant.

You are no longer Spetsnaz.

General.

Please...

you are taking away my life.

Now, now. I will speak to

the Cubans, Nikolai.

And we'll get you cleaned up

and released.

General Vortek, has given me

the most delightful task... advisor.

The task of arranging...

for your execution.

Does that surprise you? Eh?

It certainly surprises me.

You see, I don't think

you are an advisor.

I think you are something else, huh?

Something General Comrade Vortek

has not seen fit tell me.

We Cubans are a very proud people.

Very easily pissed off.

So, before we kill you...

perhaps you might like to

unburden yourself...

of any silly little secrets

the Soviet command...

has been hiding from

it's faithful comrades.

Sergeant Mendez, carry on.

I'm not so good with the rubber hose.

Sorry, sir.

I am very good at avoiding

the vital organs.

I can stick these into you all night.

I never use more than four.

I have forty.

Take a memo to General Vortek.

Subject:
Escape. Message:...

I am still Spetsnaz.

Come on! Come on, move it!

He has escaped into the versal.

Take forty teams and track him.

Sir...

that territory is virtually

impossible to cross.

Our vehicles couldn't possibly make it.

Don't say impossible to me, Sergeant.

Don't say impossible! Say, "Yes, Sir"!

Yes, sir.

F***ing Czechs! Move!

Do you know what is the key to battle?

It is response. Swift and sure.

We have learned that today,

Sundata is speaking at the village.

Now, in ten villages.

We will deliver our response.

My family... do you love Africa?

Are you willing to fight for it?

Are you willing to join in the fight?

Be free!

God is with us!

Be free.

The villages belong to our people.

It's raining down on us!

What is it?

Most of them will never know

what's happened to them.

Fine roads you have here.

Never mind.

Spaseeba. Thank you.

Bushman.

Nikolai Rachenko.

I am Soviet Special Forces.

Gao. I am.

Gao. I am.

"I am" is not my name.

I am. Gao.

I am.

You certainly are.

Am Gao.

I am.

I am.

I'm sorry.

I am.

What is it, Gao?

What're you making?

I am.

Yah. I am too.

What? What is it?

Sandals.

They're called sandals.

Good morning boys.

How are you all?

Good morning, girls.

Everything is fine

The soldiers are coming over there...

Dewey, did you sleep here?

God bless you, Ango.

God bless us all.

The next sounds you hear will be the

attack of the Russian Hind gunship.

By the way, if these tapes

wind up going...

back to the States without me,

I want to tell the folks back home...

they'd better start stirring up

some major Journalist award.

It's him!

Checkmate, you rebel bastards!

Some hunter you've become!

Blue rain.

The evil ones have been here.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Ukama, see if you can get me

a small screwdriver.

Goddamnit, Ukama. What the...?

Un-f***ing believable.

Man, either we got us the gutsiest

goddamn son-of-a-b*tch I ever met...

or maybe just plain the dumbest.

Whichever it is, we'll kick

some Russian ass.

We have fought so long and hard.

Now it is ending.

You'd better come outside.

You're not gonna believe this.

Come.

I see you have earned...

the mark of the hunter.

I have come a long way, sir

But why did you return?

I think I understand now.

I know why you fight.

You guys out of your minds?

I mean, how can you listen to this guy?

Wh-, what is this tattoo crap?

Mister Dewey,

this time I believe our friend.

His eyes have seen the true enemy

of our people.

Go Kallunda.

You must conquer this evil.

There is no weapon in the world...

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