The Marine 4: Moving Target Page #2

Let's go! Let's go!

Daniels, come in.

I repeat:
Do you copy?

Daniels, do you copy? Anyone?

Get in!

Get down!

Get down!

Go!

Jesus!

- Are you hit?

- It's not my blood.

- Jesus Christ! Who were those guys?

- I don't know.

- Drop me off somewhere. I'm better off on my own.

- You wouldn't last five minutes.

Six weeks in Hong Kong, I was just fine.

Twenty minutes here,

I'm running in a forest getting shot at.

Did you call anyone from a plane?

Boyfriend? A girlfriend?

Seriously? No.

No boyfriend or girlfriend. I'm on my own.

All I have are the clothes on my back.

And now you.

They knew where to hit us.

Someone tipped them off.

Then let's go to the police.

No. We can't risk it.

For now, we'll go to the safe house.

With any luck, we got a head start.

Luck? That's encouraging.

We'll go to the safe house,

figure out our next move there.

Your boss said you were new.

How new?

This is my first day.

Awesome.

Oh, gosh.

- What are you doing?

- Planning for the worst.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

I'll get you some water.

Don't move.

What are you doing?

Give me the keys.

Bad idea.

Out there on your own, you're too exposed.

- No, I'm going to the cops.

- Whoever ambushed us will have that covered.

I appreciate you saving my life,

but I don't know you.

I don't know anyone. In fact, you

guys have a rat in your company,

which means there's really

only one person that I can trust... me.

Give me the damn car keys.

I can't do that.

You think I won't blow

your head off right here?

Maybe.

My job is to protect you.

I give you the keys, I'm not doing my job.

You ever hear the term semper fi?

"Always faithful"?

So what, you're a marine?

Is that supposed to put my mind at ease?

Yeah, it should.

But I don't give a sh*t if it does or not.

We don't have time for this. So either

shoot me or let me do my damn job.

I won't let them get to you.

So you trust me now?

This is our boy. Jake Carter.

Force recon marine. Just back from

Afghanistan. Been here a few weeks.

He still has war in his blood.

But he's alone. No chain of command.

He'll follow the plan.

You okay in there?

Yeah. Just one sec, please.

- You sure you're okay?

- Yeah. I said give me a sec, all right?

Sorry. It's just-

We gotta get moving.

Is there anything to eat? I'm starved.

Eat up.

Yeah, that's not food. I'm not eating that.

Is there anything organic?

Organic? There you go.

Get your stuff. We're leaving.

Get back in one of the rooms.

Don't come out unless I say so.

If anything happens,

get out of here and don't look back.

Drop it.

Jake.

I said drop it now.

Now!

Jake.

- Jake, what the hell is this?

- That's what I wanna know.

- Didn't think anyone made it out.

- No one else did.

Except you two.

After you and Tanis broke free, we found

an opportunity to get away, and we took it.

Yeah, we saw you drive away with the girl.

Good man.

Where'd you get the car?

We borrowed it from a very patriotic

redneck we stumbled across.

Look, Jake, I get it.

You don't know who to trust.

Exactly.

Okay.

But if I was dirty, I wouldn't come

back here with just one more gun.

I'd hit you hard.

I know who these guys are, okay?

Jake, it's me.

Can I put my hands down, please?

All right.

Who are they?

His name is Simon Vogel.

Former South African Special Forces.

We used to use him for odd jobs

when we couldn't afford the visibility.

Then he went... became unstable.

There was a job in Beirut. Things got

real messy, and we had to cut him loose.

I didn't even know he was still alive.

His team?

If it's the same crew he used to run with,

they're all former tier-one operators...

best money can buy.

How did he know our route?

Just like you suspect.

Someone tipped him off from the inside.

Exactly.

Ooh!

Toss it.

And the sidearm.

Hey.

Where is she?

Not here.

Bullshit.

Move.

Keep moving.

Stand right there like a good boy.

I figured whoever was dirty

was gonna show up here.

So I stashed her.

Oh, is that so?

Move.

Into the kitchen.

Back there.

Satisfied?

Okay. I'll play. What do you want?

I don't negotiate against myself.

Give me a number.

You'd sell her out?

Just like that?

So I'll ask you again. What's she worth?

Here's your number.

Five, four,

three, two... Go on.

Call my bluff, b*tch.

Meantime, I'm gonna have breakfast.

Go, go! Get inside!

Kill him!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Liv!

Through there a path leads to the boat.

Get it started. Go! Go!

Flank around! Flank around!

Stay down!

Why is Carter still alive?

I didn't have eyes on the girl.

This should have been easy.

You had the element of surprise.

Well, maybe if you did your job and killed Tanis

at the ambush, we wouldn't be in this mess.

Let's go.

You okay?

Liv, you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Good. Should be a road up ahead,

probably less than a mile away.

Should be. Oh, great. Then what?

I'm working on the "then what."

Of course you are.

You know what would be really nice?

If you were just certain of something here.

Okay. Here's what I'm certain of.

The research they put

into making you disappear...

is an all-or-nothing type of move.

They don't send this much heat unless

what you have on these guys is legit.

I'm also certain that...

they're not gonna stop until you're dead.

I can bury them all.

What the hell you have on them?

You remember a couple of years back...

a bunch of troops in Afghanistan died

due to faulty body armor?

Remember? I was there.

Witnessed it firsthand.

You're saying that Genesis Defense

Corporation was behind that?

That's just the beginning.

That makes this all the more worth it.

- Come on. We gotta keep moving.

- Carter.

You know I heard everything

you said back there about selling me out.

Come on, Liv.

I was lying to buy time. Maybe.

Or maybe you're just keeping me alive

till a better offer comes along.

Jesus. How many times do I have

to save your life before you trust me?

- Vogel, you copy?

- Go for Vogel.

The boat's empty.

Got no idea what direction they went in.

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! What are you doing?

That's my car!

Hey! Stop!

Can I help you, miss?

I need your help.

There are people out there

trying to kill me.

All right.

Why don't you start at the beginning?

I need to know

you can guarantee my protection.

Well, you're surrounded by cops.

What's going on?

Did you find a dozen bodies and blown-up

SUVs on a back road this morning?

The guys who did that,

they're the ones that are after me.

Excuse me?

Hey, Officer. I'm looking for a girl.

Brown hair, blue eyes, pretty.

Did she come in here,

maybe talking about being in trouble?

How about you just calm down?

Who are we talking about?

Wife? Girlfriend?

You two have an argument?

She's in here, isn't she?

Where is she? I need to talk to her.

No, what you're gonna do...

is you're gonna wait here.

Okay, let's see some ID.

Thank you. Grab a seat.

You're telling me

you can't identify any of these men?

No, I can't identify...

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