The Patrol
How would you describe
the morale of a squad?
I'm sorry.
I am asking the wrong question.
Repacemos.
At the beginning of an operation
morale was high ...
Yes. Had good morals as a unit,
had good ties as a team, but
said ...
When did you notice something
was wrong?
Wrong with what?
We must be calm. We make the effort,
but the same happens.
Then I return to my question,
how does that affect your man?
Soldiers complain. It's what they do.
To be honest, our team sucks.
Yeah yeah. Complain.
I mean, it's normal.
PATROL:
BRITISH TEAM SPECIAL OPERATIONS:
"SILICON ONE ZERO".
SUPPORT AFGHAN NATIONAL ARMY,
Helmand province.
OPERATION Icarus.
DAY 9.
Hey, boss.
Huge party out there.
Very funny, Smudge.
All right, people.
As ser hoy.
The weather on our side.
In releasing soon,
so we will be back maana.
Thank you. Stink.
Needless to say it.
We will establish a PC here. (Checkpoint)
Looking towards the village,
and with open eyes. OK?
Well.
Very clever.
You are going to stink for a while more.
Rests friend.
You'll be up all night.
Hey, Ginge.
And what happened to the pool
and jacuzzi?
Would you like a massage?
Let Ginge. Only the dream alive.
Only the dream alive.
Chucha!
I told you you could not do it.
That scrap of sh*t.
Would you can lend a hand?
No. I'm smoking. So do what you can.
Psamela.
- You got it?
- Yes.
We're going to throw it anyway.
It's just a f***ing gun.
Better not ask questions like that,
if you'll ask me.
Yes.
You are pure do or die.
Do and die. You have no choice. See?
You'll need fat for that.
Stab.
What the f*** are you playing?
I thought you played the first turn.
Did not he?
When you say,
I have prepared my shot.
Not for long.
It's not my fault.
You said it was a bad boy.
Did I say something, Stab?
Hand me that bag and you can stay
with my supplies.
Do not listen Stab.
It is Welsh.
I grew up raised by animals f***ing.
In the most beautiful girls in
the world loves animals.
Your still a good for nothing Londoner.
You ask a Welshman a fungus becomes
full of cow poop.
Cut it now.
Sumdge,
Stagler says you go first.
You open the PO and check
vehicles every hour.
Y Sumdge...
No eres Rambo. Consguete a tripod.
Contact!
Not one of us!
Damn! We have contact!
Come on, Sergeant.
Do not miss the party.
What?
Contact!
There are military moving forward.
Follow my trace.
They're on the air!
Is anyone else organizing their air.
The Americans, Sergeant?
Silicon One Zero, change.
Zero copied out.
It is a Special Forces operation.
He said he knew it was not necessary,
al verlos would give us advanced warning.
Kill the capture.
Son of a b*tch!
What did you say?
Nothing, boss.
He said it would be good for the next ...
warn us that we would receive
the visit of OE
Les we would have invited a cup of tea.
Everyone to bed.
Tomorrow we will begin a long journey.
You heard the man. A bed, ladies.
Someone will pay for this.
What do you mean?
It is good that the SAS Scout den,
but they'll go in the morning.
I do not understand.
B*tch, Stab! Afghans are going
to be pissed ...
the problems of the SAS
And they will find someone
who hanging.
How do you know they were from the SAS?
They might be Americans.
In sum I think, sergeant.
Ellos believe that we are all Russians.
I care ...
Thanks, man.
Keep working.
Well, folks. Come over here.
Is it heavy?
Sumdge.
Well.
There was a change of plans.
We're going to stay a while longer.
They had a contact this morning
to 3 clicks and it seems
Terry is mounting a counterattack.
So, let's keep the line
and we will call in air support.
See if we can control the situation. OK?
Well.
Dismissed.
And me thinking that cold shower.
I can walk but I can always smelly bath.
However, you will always be Welsh.
They should do like 50 C heat.
And why stop now?
Because I'm the hot sh*t.
We stopped us.
Do not shoot unless you tell them.
What is this type of contradefensa.
Three patrol days online.
That sucks offensive.
Good. I'm going with the union.
Bird coming!
Let me F***.
Lieutenant waste much time
on the phone ...
- No I see a while.
- Yes. That's why it is hiding.
That will be all. Right, boss?
Hopefully if.
Muvanse!
What do you do with us, Ginge?
Can not go with your major?
You lose sleep. Iraq.
They said if I did not get a PVR ...
Naaa ...
Best for the army anyway.
You would like a dress
and caparan anytime.
Just say, Ginge. Great gay.
You're only gay if you push back.
El pobre Ginge,...
Been a long time for men.
Stab.
This is a great piece of sh*t.
Soldier Smith. Please,
could you stop complaining team?
Yes, sir.
It's just a shame that
the SAS do not do well.
And my name is Smudge, sir.
In fact I would like you calling me
by my real name.
Of course not.
Soy Smith, y no Smudge.
Taff es gals.
The sergeant is Sol Campbell.
Thus we see.
Y Ginge...
Ginge has the worst name in
the history of mankind.
And you ...
you are also Smith.
And if there are two with the same
name is entangled patrol.
So you call yourself a stupid bastard.
Smudge!
Wanted to read all be clear, sergeant.
Lest you be confused officers calling for
our real names. Right?
Hold this, Stab.
See that bike?
And ... how you handled the situation?
I did what I had to do.
I could not keep it to myself and you.
Alli Llevbamos of weeks.
And I could not get supplies.
If you are the leader you have to be
the head of the line.
- You presided line?
- Yes I did..
I let him know the men who was upset.
What we were in a shitty situation.
- They can not do just that.
- Why not?
Because if they do, everything falls apart.
Hello, Lieutenant.
All set in front.
Oye, Johnny.
Tell me if you found it supplies.
Staff,...
Can you make that out?
I have a fear of snipers.
Good.
I heard it was the day of prayer.
They seem to take a while.
I tell you something, Lieutenant.
If you're going to be here a while could
plant lettuce.
Y so will eat vegetables.
Leave it!
I understand why you do not complain.
You get to lose some weight.
Yeah?
The galeces not have that pint
of skeletons.
Yes. S because they are beasts.
I hope that in me bizarre.
That I never will.
So take care with the 7 bridges.
OPERATION Icarus.
OPERATION Icarus. DAY 11.
Ammunition!
Ammunition!
F*** you,
Staff! When I cry ammunition ...
You have to bring me ammo b*tch!
Do not waste ammunition.
We're in a f***ing war here.
Maldito idiot!
Aim!
What a piece of sh*t! Come on!
Man down!
Aguanta, friend ...
Stay with me, mate!
Are you okay? Yeah?
Qudate conmigo ...
Vamos!
Hblame...
Stay with me!
Let's go!
Mike 1-1, 1-0 this is Mike.
We have a low rate.
Stab!
Come on, Mike, 1-1. This is Mike 1-0.
We have a low. Rates.
You're doing fine. Stay with us.
Stay with me!
F***!
F***!
F***!
Chucha!
... Let's go!
Follow us! You hear me!
Are you ready, Stab?
She ran this sh*t! Go, go, go ...!
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