We Were Soldiers Page #4
We will follow your approach.
I want you to get over there
and reinforce Charlie Company there!
Medevac, abort! Abort!
This is a hot LZ!
You see that? My Medevac guys are
buggin' out and leaving the wounded!
We're going down!
- Snake, get out of here!
- Bring me the wounded!
Wounded! Get the wounded!
Come on! Come on!
Okay, here!
They're still trying to flank us!
Stretch out along the line!
Radio!
Trojan-Six! We are in heavy contact!
If they get into that LZ,
we've all had it. Can you hold?
We're spread thin, sir,
but we'll give 'em hell!
Crandall, this is Trojan-Six.
It's too hot down here.
- I'm closing the LZ.
- You copy that, Too Tall?
Copy that, Snake.
All 7th Cav air units:
LZ X-Ray is closed.
I don't like it. First time out,
You think this is a massacre?
Losing draftees is a bad week.
Losing a colonel is a massacre.
Moore is still fighting.
He's under strength
against more men than he can count.
- He's got a whole platoon lost.
- They're not lost.
They're only cut off
and surrounded.
Then they're lost.
- Sergeant Major!
- Sir!
We need to carve out
an emergency LZ right over there.
- Sir!
- Blow the trees down!
Fire in the hole!
Colonel, this is Snakeshit
and Too Tall.
We're comin' in
with two loads of ammo.
Crandall, we've blown a new LZ.
When you come in,
come in from the east. Out.
Colonel, it's Brigade Headquarters.
They want you out.
- Well, we can't get out, damn it!
- Not all of us. Just you.
- That doesn't make any sense.
- Say again.
Will you repeat that order?
Too Tall, follow the colonel
to the new LZ.
I see him, Snake.
He's right here!
Let's go! Move!
Let's move! Move!
Oh, sh*t.
- Come on! We'll give you a hand!
- We're moving on board!
All right, get that ammo off
and get the wounded on!
Bring 'em on!
Get 'em on, boys!
No, we're overloaded!
- Leave him!
- I'll get out! It's Ray!
He's hurt worse than me!
You hang on!
I'll see you back there, Ray!
You, me and Ouellette
are all we have in reserve.
Yeah, but it's
slacking up a little.
No, they're just regrouping
for another assault.
Distribute that ammo.
Ouellette, tell Crandall he's got
time to get one more flight in here.
Yes, sir.
Doc, you give this water
to the wounded.
Running out of water.
Must be terrible for 'em.
Those guys are cut off out there.
Running low on ammo, Sarge!
Pick your target.
One shot, one kill.
- Roger that, Sarge.
- How we doin', Doc?
Ernie, we're out of water.
That's the last of it.
My face is on fire! Help!
Foster, hold still!
Hold still!
I'll cut your face!
Hold still!
Doc, Doc, it's Foster!
Okay.
Does anybody have
any more bandages?
Ernie, you hit too?
You hit?
No, no, I'm okay.
Our guys are gonna
come for us, aren't they?
Yeah.
When?
Plug his wound.
That's the main LZ,
but it's closed.
Go! Move!
Go, Parker! Get up in there!
This is too Tall. I'm clear...
Crandall's clear...
Colonel!
Go over and reinforce that company!
On that ridge there! Look!
Yes, sir!
Okay! Keep your head down!
To the top of the ridge!
Move it!
Come on, let's move!
Move!
Run! Come on!
Captain Nadal, we've got to break
through to that cutoff platoon!
We got an American platoon
out there.
An Air Cav platoon cut off
out there!
Air Cav!
Garry Owen!
He said, "Really? Me too."
I said, "I know.
Your mama asked me
to give you $600."
Good luck to you.
Hey, you got enough room
for one more?
If you're crazy enough, get in.
Yes, sir.
Hey, what are those lights down there?
Enemy soldiers.
They use candles on the trail.
They're moving into position to attack.
Here we go!
Unload that sh*t!
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go!
You and your boys have done
a hell of a job today, Snake.
It's the last flight for the night,
but you need us, you call us.
Who in the hell are you?
I'm a reporter, sir.
Yeah.
Joe Galloway, UPI.
How's it going, Colonel?
We've been flat to the boards since last night,
and we're outnumbered.
I saw a chain of lights coming down the mountain.
Is that so?
Yes, sir.
Well, I can't guarantee
your safety.
Yes, sir, I know.
Where you from, son?
Refugio, Texas, sir.
Well, that's the first thing I heard
all day that makes any sense.
Captain, you see those lights coming
down the trails on the mountain?
On it right now, sir.
You fry them sons of b*tches.
Whiskey-Six, this is Trojan-Three.
Fire mission.
Tango Foxtrot:
All operations are suspended
for the evening.
Morning operations will be
scheduled for 0530 hours.
Where's Crandall?
Where's Crandall?
He's right there, sir.
You led my men into a hot LZ.
Somebody had to fly out the wounded.
Don't you play hotshot with me.
You know the rules.
You suckered us in there.
Do it again, I'll have you busted!
You got the balls to face me,
but not the balls to face the enemy?
Get outta here.
Whoa!
I ever see you again, I'll kill you.
That's right.
Quite a day, huh?
Tomorrow will be worse.
If they make it to tomorrow.
Ernie, it's pitch black.
I can't see anything, but I can smell 'em.
Dead bodies stink, Bungum.
No, it's not the dead ones.
I can smell them crawling up on us.
I'm telling you.
I need illumination, 6-5-0, 1-5-0.
I need artillery on previously established targets!
Alpha, Bravo and Charlie! Fire for effect!
Fire for effect!
Save your ammo!
Cease fire!
Is anybody hit?
Captain, if you guys are coming
you gotta let us know.
It's pitch black out here. I don't
wanna shoot any of our own guys.
Savage...
we can't make it tonight.
Don't worry.
You're gonna make it.
We'll come get you in the morning.
Yes, sir.
Out.
You're doing a fine job, son.
Don't worry. We gave them
more than they gave us today.
How you boys doing?
Fine, sir.
You keep doing what you're doing,
we'll be fine.
Your men have done a hell of a job today,
Lieutenant Geoghegan.
They won't get through us, sir.
You can count on it.
I know that, Jack.
Keep it up, son.
It's Rear Headquarters, sir.
How is it out there, Colonel?
We're surrounded, but we're holding on, sir.
Sir, I need a confirmed count
of our dead and wounded.
I got to know where all my boys are.
You'll get it, Hal.
Here they come.
Captain Edwards.
We need illumination
on the perimeter.
Whiskey-Five,
this is Hot Wire-Six-Alpha.
We need illumination now.
Kathy?
A telegram.
A cab delivers a telegram.
"The Secretary of the Army...
regrets..."
Mrs. Moore?
Colonel Moore's wife?
Yes.
I need help
finding an address.
I'm looking for...
You jackass!
Do you know what this is?
Do you know what you just did to me?
I don't like this job, ma'am.
I'm just trying to do it.
Wait.
Wait.
I'll take it to her.
And tell the cab company, if there are
any others, just bring them to me.
Julie.
I just went by to see Catherine.
Everybody knows.
No chaplains or counselors?
Cab drivers?
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