Reign Of Fire Page #3

Gideon, you and the boys bring

that b*tch right down on my head,

and I'll take it from there.

Copy that, Van Zan.

Alvarez, you're the bait.

Jefferson, you and I

are the gunners.

We don't open our chutes

until you give us confirmation

that it's down, right?

Bogey on our tail,

...Go, go, go, go!

... Roger!

I'll try to lose it up

in the clouds.

Piscatella, do you read me?

God damn it, Piscatella!

Get your vertical up!

Come on, number 3!

Piscatella, that's you!

I'm almost there!

I'm almost

at the top of the...

God damn it, Piscatella.

Come in.

Ajay?

Can you hear anything?

Van Zan's trying

to take it on, Quinn,

using some kind

of 3-d mapping device.

If they don't get

that third vertical up,

Alex is flying blind.

Hyah! Ha! Hyah!

Yah!

Come on!

Van Zan, what's going on?

I'm at altitude.

We're blind up here.

Can you give me some time? I'm having

trouble with the third vertical.

Come on, number 3!

Piscatella, that's you!

Get your vertical up!

All right, Piscatella.

Third vertical's up.

Alex, we have visual.

Monitor's coming up.

Hold on!

Alvarez!

It's right on us!

It's right on us!

Go, go, go, go,

go, go, go, go!

Damn it!

Talk to me, Alex!

Angels are flying.

Alex, do you have

a reading?!

Okay. Target...

Copy that. Alvarez,

do you have a visual?!

Negative.

Damn it! It's right on top of me! Shoot!

Shoot at what?!

I can't see a thing!

Nets away!

Great shot!

All right, Jefferson!

Roger that.

Alvarez, can you see it?

Negative.

I think it's down.

Copy that.

Sh*t! Alex, both nets

just flew right by me.

Alvarez, can you confirm

that it is down?

Copy that!

Negative! It's on me!

Ahhhhhhh!

Jefferson, I'm not getting

any contact with Alvarez.

Keep your eyes open.

Roger that.

...Jefferson, look out!

... Oh, my...

Gideon's down.

Piscatella.

...Piscatella, do you

read me? ... Van Zan.

Who is this?

Quinn.

Quinn, where's Piscatella?

...He's gone.

... Are you ready to ride?

'Cause you got about 30 seconds

till the b*tch is on top of you.

You bring her to me.

You're the bait, Quinn,

Ride her right down my

throat. Do you read me?

Ride the north road

to the quarry.

Bring her to me, Quinn.

I'm coming.

Hmm? Here we go.

Okay. Okay.

Come on!

Line up 20 yards

south by southwest!

Come on!

Come on!

Wind velocity... 10.2

north by northwest.

Come on! Come on!

Hyah!

Yeah, this is really

good stuff. Thanks.

...Hey, good day, Quinn, yeah?

...All right, Quinn.

Hats off to you, mate.

Yeah!

Envy the country

that has heroes, huh?!

I say pity the country

that needs 'em.

What are you celebrating?

One dragon down,

three men dead? Oh, yeah.

At that rate, we might just be

getting somewhere in about 320 years.

Is that what you want?

You want a little

accommodation?

Unh-unh.

These beasts live on ash.

They feed on death.

There's no middle ground...

not for them, not for us.

And sure as hell not for my

men who died out there today.

But you go ahead.

Have your little... soiree.

Personally, you disgust me.

We bury our dead at dawn.

What are you doing here,

Quinn?

You're standing on ground

where I've buried hundreds.

This is my home.

I'm asking the questions.

What are you doing here?

I lead... you follow.

I kept these for you.

They sent them off proud,

Alex.

Alex is the keeper

of the dead, Quinn.

She's our memory.

When this thing is over,

she's gonna build a wall

with those things.

And, unfortunately, it's

gonna be a very long wall.

I'm out of resources, Quinn.

I'm out of men.

Alex, tell him.

...Did you see the one we brought

down, the big bull? ... Yeah.

Well, it wasn't.

It was a female.

There was at least one egg,

probably more.

We've hit over 200 of them,

and as far as we can tell,

they're all females.

How about you, Quinn?

You ever seen a male?

I don't know.

When I'm running

for my life,

I don't stop

to look at the plumbing.

Well, we have.

Alex discovered it

about two years back.

She worked out how

the fire in the glands...

Two glands in the mouth

secrete separate chemicals, yep.

That's right.

Combine in exhalation...

nitro-napalm.

Yeah. Well, the chemical

engineer is dead now.

That was his theory.

We figure they're like fish.

The females spawn the eggs.

One male passes over

and fertilizes thousands.

Did you hear what

she said, Quinn?

One male.

That's why we never see any

others, 'cause there's only one.

Now, we tracked the

epidemiology of these things,

and we found out

where they're from.

And that is why we're here.

We kill the male,

we kill the species.

We're going to London.

Good luck.

It's that way.

No, I need soldiers.

...Quinn, are you listening to me? I need

men... ... Men from Pembury went to London.

And maybe she's right, because

they disturbed something.

and then it backtracked them

to their fortress.

And you haven't seen

destruction like that, Van Zan...

not even in this world.

So we walk over dead men...

Not with my people,

you won't!

I've got a castle

full of them.

I'm trying to keep them alive.

You're just letting them

die slower.

I said no.

I made a mistake letting you

through those gates.

I saw something in your eyes. I

thought it was awe. I was wrong.

It's madness.

You're insane.

And I want you out

before you do more damage.

Look out the window.

Eden's not burning.

It's burnt.

Why don't you want to go?

What happened there?

My mother was working on a

railway tunnel... project engineer.

She died there, okay?

You've seen it, haven't you?

Quinn!

Trouble.

There's nothing magical

about 'em.

They're made up

of a collection of organs.

They have a mind, a heart,

and a liver.

You take out one of these,

you bring down the beast!

Is that it?

Four of you?

Eddie.

Eddie, what you doin'?

You got kids, man.

That's why I'm going,

Creedy. That's why.

The volunteer section of this campaign's

now over. It's time for the draft.

...Tito, Mead...

get the six strongest men

they have and load 'em up.

...Right.

... Got it.

Dig your own holes.

Die in 'em.

Oi!

I said no!

No, Quinn!

Ugh!

Huh! Huh!

...Get out of my way, Quinn.

... Ahhhhhhh!

Ugh!

Ooh!

Uh!

Ugh!

Huh!

Uh! Uh! Uh!

Ah!

Oh!

Ah! Uh!

...Huh!

... Ooh!

...Huh!

... Ugh!

Ugh!

Okay, okay.

Get him off!

I'll kill ya!

I'll kill ya!

I'll kill ya!

I'll kill ya!

...That's what we need.

... I'll kill ya!

He's gonna bring it

back here!

All right.

All right, he's had enough.

Go, London!

Come on!

Move 'em out!

Come on!

Grab those guys!

You, you, you!

He would have killed you.

He doesn't feel things.

That's the only way

he can do what he does.

Here. Take this.

lodine.

Hurts like hell,

but it kills anything.

Good luck, Quinn.

You too busy to say goodbye?

You're not my father.

You can't stop me, Quinn.

I can be an archangel.

Gideon says he'll teach me.

Did he tell you

that's how long they live?

Not the good ones.

Gideon's an 8-year veteran.

At least

they're still killing them.

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