Sniper: Legacy Page #3

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with an IR range of 60 feet.

I'll be monitoring all the video feeds

on the crisis zone.

If it moves with a gun,

we will watch it in HD.

Whoever shows up to kill you

is the bad guy.

We've invited him with a stream of

unsecured radio chatter

pinpointing the town

and your team's presence there.

So, if this guy shows you've got my back?

We have.

You any good with those long-guns, Major?

I'd rather take my long-guns,

than your short arms.

Well said.

Gear up.

Let's get it done.

- YOUR PAPERS? IDENTIFICATION.

I'm just passing through.

I don't want any trouble.

- PUT YOUR HANDS UP!

Come on, guys. Let's not do this.

- Here it is.

- Good.

800 meters out from the center of town.

Sir, if I may,

why do they call you Bullet-Face?

I've had 74 confirmed kills.

And 67 of those have been face shots.

- Quite a statement.

- More of a trademark.

Sir, why did you leave Brandon behind?

There's more at play here

than you need to know about.

But I do what's right in the moment

at the time.

- You always know what's right for us?

- Yeah, pretty much.

You think you could ever be wrong?

Keeps me awake at night.

Okay, get ghillied-up, play hide.

Lots of friendlies out there, no tangos.

Roger that.

Viper-Two, Viper-Two, this is Viper-One,

over.

Viper-One, this is Viper-Two,

send your traffic, over.

Watch your target indicators down there.

You've got shine, over.

Roger that, over.

Pantyhose. Sexy.

If you saw half the sh*t I did with this,

you would blush.

F***ing slut.

Nice hide, Mango.

We got movement, two o'clock, over.

Stay frosty, Viper-Two.

Safeties off.

Any sign of Tango, over?

Negative, over.

Keep your eyes on the prize.

Find me Simpson. Viper-One, out.

Roger that.

Major, how's everything going out there?

This shithead pushing up daisies yet?

I'm in the middle of it now.

Gunnery Sergeant Beckett with you?

He's confined to base.

Is he?

That's where I left him.

Well, he's gone.

Hasn't been seen since yesterday.

That's news to me.

I'm sitting to get a bad feeling

about this, Major.

Finish it!

So no pressure then. Just hurry up.

Exactly, Major.

No more Marines dying.

Roger that.

Okay, boys. Stay sharp now.

Viper-One, Viper-One,

got a second truck at my 10 o'clock.

Roger that, Viper-Two.

Team Alpha, Team Bravo,

get ready to bound.

Let's go.

Team Charlie, you are on me.

We're fire support.

Take that window.

You take that window.

Sh*t. We're made.

Shooter!

Take them! Take them now!

Which way? Which way?

Should we engage?

Protect Shope and look for Tango.

That's our mission.

Keep your head down on that scope.

Advance, advance! Move in! Cover me!

Cover me!

Viper-Two, Viper-Two,

we've got enemy sniper fire.

ATB Tangos, 11 o'clock.

F***!

Cantara? Cantara?

Viper-One, Viper-One, this is Viper-Two.

I got a man down.

They've got counter-sniper support.

How copy?

Start shooting.

We're pinned!

We need to change this f***ing game!

Gotcha, b*tch.

Nice work. That's a game changer.

It wasn't me.

Brandon.

Zaim!

Zaim!

- LIGHT 'EM UP, ZAIM!

- LIGHT 'EM UP, ZAIM!

RPG!

- Move in! Move in!

- Hustle! Hustle!

Let's push the perimeter!

F***ing push down, let's go! Move in!

Go!

Move in, rig the truck.

Blow all the merch.

Nothing gets back on the market!

Anybody with me?

I'm here.

Cantara's gone.

Corporal, you tough it out.

This is a high stress event.

It's the job.

Clear!

We're blowing this truck!

Watch your backs!

Well, that was a goat f***, huh?

Looks like your assassin

didn't get the invitation.

Our Intel says he did!

Yeah, well, your Intel can blow me!

Job's done! Let's get the f*** outta...

Rookie mistake, Junior.

The air is heavy, the light is low

and you don't got the range

with that 308, do you, kid?

Sleep tight, kid.

Be advised, be advised,

we've got an unidentified Marine coming in.

Identify yourself.

Thomas Beckett, former US Marine.

Who are you?

What the hell?

The rumor was you were dead,

Master Gunnery Sergeant.

I've been dead before, Major.

Where is Gunnery Sergeant

Brandon Beckett?

I left him back at the base.

Bullshit, he was here.

He's a resourceful kid.

So, this is how you take care of my son?

Your son is a force recon

Marine Scout Sniper

highly skilled in field craft

and marksmanship.

The Corps has spent a lot of time and money

teaching him how to survive.

Now, are you gonna tell me

why you're on this side of the ground?

- Disappointed?

- A little.

Takes a lot to kill a legend.

If the assassin thought I was dead,

I figured he'd do what you did.

- And what would I do?

- Go to the next man on the list.

So, who is the sniper?

Army Ranger David Simpson.

Simpson?

Now that's a damn shame.

I put some lead on him, but he was too far

for me to put his lights out.

Master Guns?

A word.

What's on your mind, Major?

To say you're along way from home

is an understatement.

We're in the middle of the Middle East.

Allah himself doesn't know that we're here.

So how do you?

I know people, too.

Are we playing on the same team?

I'm playing to keep Brandon alive,

that's my mission.

And to kill Simpson.

My life, nah, my life's been lived.

Sun will be up in a couple of hours.

We'll find this guy.

Wait.

This blood's fresh.

This was Simpson's hide.

I'll track Brandon and Simpson.

- Yeah, we'll come with you.

- Negative, Major.

I counted at least two other combatants

that lived through your donnybrook

and made it out.

They could be working with Simpson.

So you two have to go after them.

I'll go west. I know that terrain.

Yeah, I'll go to the east.

So if this is more than just Simpson,

who are they working for?

We'll ask whoever we leave alive.

Happy hunting.

Drop your f***ing gun.

Don't move. Put the weapon down.

I don't have one.

What are you doing?

I'm waiting for evac.

Evac?

There's no evac coming for you.

End of the road.

They promised.

Who's "they"?

My recruiter.

My CO.

All of 'em.

What did they promise?

To know I was fighting for something

that mattered.

I was doing good.

Maybe you were.

No.

I wasn't.

Your old man was out there with me

and it did not do me any good

having him watch my six.

Say hi to your old man when you see him.

- My father's dead.

- Is he?

- Well, you killed him.

- Well, I thought I did, but he's here.

- Here?

- Yep.

He's on the scent,

doing what he does best.

Now, I want you to do a favor for me.

Tell your old man and the Colonel

that I'm coming for 'em.

Don't you hate that?

- Let's talk.

- You cannot torture me.

Really? Who says?

Your government says.

I can do what the f*** I like.

I'm in Syria.

You think my government sent me here

to follow the rules?

They sent me here

to take down creeps like you.

They don't ask me how

I do it and I don't tell.

Don't ask, don't tell.

Excuse me.

Won't be long.

Colonel.

- Shope's dead?

- Yes, he is.

And I got to find out from a third party?

We've been busy.

Understood. We got to get this done, Major.

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