I cannot believe this shit! Turn us around, Maddox.
They're trying to get us fucking killed!
Just get it over with! Drive!
Goddamn!
Get us out of here, goddamn it, drive!
Keep your foot on the gas!
Fuck!
Shit.
C-2, Shughart and Gordon are on the deck. Over.
Roger.
Friendlies!
God, it's good to see you!
It's good to see you. How bad?
My leg's broken and my back feels kind of weird.
We've got to get you out of here.
I'm pulling him out! Cover!
Wait, I--
I'm putting you down.
C-2, we're at the 64 crash site, securing perimeter.
- You all right? - Yeah, I'm good.
You're locked and loaded.
Any skinnies come around these corners, you watch our backs.
- Where's the rescue squad? - We're it.
All right, stop, stop, Maddox. Stop.
Son of a bitch.
Romeo 64, we're back where we started.
I'm low on ammo, I got many wounded including me...
...vehicles that are barely running.
Okay, Danny, I need a no-b.s. assessment here.
Can you get to the crash site?
Colonel, I can't see shit.
Negative.
With the amount of wounded we have, we'd do more harm than good.
We need to come back to base, rearm and regroup and then we can go back out.
Roger.
C-2, bring them back. Get them out of there.
Roger. Return to base.
We're going home!
Let's go. Left.
Roger that. Understand. Convoy returning to base.
- What's up? - They're sending them back.
The convoy's headed back to base camp.
Oh, now that makes sense, don't it?
We need to exfil the wounded now and get out of here before it's too late!
If Colonel McKnight went back to base, then he had a good reason.
It changes nothing.
All right, listen up.
We're going to hold the perimeter and we're going to hold the strongpoint.
Conserve your ammo. Only shoot at what you can hit.
The convoy is going to come.
We're going to get home.
Loading!
Randy, I need a pistol mag!
Loading!
Randy, last mag!
Gordy!
Fuck!
Gordy is gone, man. I'll be outside.
Good luck.
We need the 10th Mountain in there. Everything they got.
Pakistanis, Malays, I want their tanks and APCs.
They don't know we've gone in.
We have stirred up a hornet's nest here. We're fighting the entire city.
I want every vehicle possible that's got 4 wheels and armor. Get everything.
Once they've assembled, we'll move our men out of the hostile area...
...and back to the Pakistani Stadium, the safe zone.
- Now, let's go. - Roger that.
Mohamed Farrah Aidid...
claims this prisoner...
...alive!
On your knees! Get down! Get down!
Stay with me. You just got a bullet in the leg.
See where those tires are burning? All that black smoke?
Roger. I can see it, but I can't get there. Over.
Go 100 meters past it. That's the crash.
Negative. You don't understand.
It's roadblock after roadblock. You have to find us another route. Over.
There ain't one. The only other route is all the way around the city.
Roger that.
Kilo 64, this is Kilo 11.
Request permission to move to crash site number two on foot. Over.
Green light, Kilo 11.
Stop the vehicle. Let me out.
After I'm finished with this, I'll whip you boys up some margaritas.
The usual. Blended, no salt.
This is Kilo 12. We've got to change our position. Over.
Eversmann, come in.
Eversmann.
- Roger who is this? - Sanderson.
Do not-- I say again, do not fire to the east. We are coming to you.
Understood.
DiTomasso and his men are on the southeast corner.
We need you on the northeast building.
Roger. We'll take it.
Watch out for skinnies. They're on the rooftops.
They're in prayer but not for much longer.
Hold your fire to the east.
Eversmann? It's Yurek.
I got Nelson and Twombly with me.
We got the chopper in sight. Where are you?
We're on the southwest corner. Where have you been? Are you okay?
Yeah.
Hold your fire. We're coming in.
We got to go.
Shawn, listen! Sergeant Yurek's going to run first.
When he gets across the street, he'll turn around and cover you as you run.
Listen closely. When you get there, you'll turn around and cover me, okay?
You won't just run to Eversmann's position.
You're going to stop and you are going to cover me.
It's important you understand that.
Okay, you ready?
Yeah, I guess.
- Don't forget. - What?
Don't forget.
I got them in my sight, Sarg'nt. They're coming up on the west gate.
I see them.
Let's move out.
Can you cover us, Sergeant?
We got you.
Nelson!
Fuck!
Twombly!
Smith! No!
You all right?
Get it off of me!
Get it off!
Come on, man. Come on.
Doc! Need some help with Smith here!
My leg! My leg!
Come on, Jamie, I got you!
Up, one, two, three.
- You're all right. - I need some pressure on this wound.
My right thigh!
Pressure, yeah.
- Are my balls okay? - You still have your balls.
I need more men in here.
Twombly! Nelson!
- Put him down. - Oh, man, that really...
- It really hurts! - Direct pressure on that.
It's okay, it's okay.
- Let me see it! - All right.
All right, let me get a look at that.
Oh, shit!
Oh, fuck!
- What the fuck was that? - It's all right.
Hold that down. I need a medivac now.
Fuck. Galentine!
It's all right.
Galentine! Get me Captain Steele!
- Sarg'nt Ruiz, how you doing? - Juliet 64, come in. Over.
They're not going to come and get us. They're not going to come for us.
I need you to suck it up, Sarg'nt. I need you to focus.
- Can you do that? - Juliet 64, come in. Over.
Now, can you hold your weapon?
Yes, sir.
Anybody comes through that door gets two in the chest and one in the head.
- You understand? - I'm still in the fight, sir.
Captain Steele, I need a medivac in here now!
- Corporal Smith has been hit! - Hold on, 25.
Still in the fight.
He's hurt pretty bad.
25, we got wounded too. You'll have to maintain your situation, over.
If he doesn't get help in a half-hour, he's in trouble!
C-2, this is 64.
Requesting a medivac for a critically wounded at Chalk Four's location. Over.
Command, Chalk Four is requesting medivac.
Can't risk it. It's still too hot.
Captain, we cannot send in medivac at this time. Sit tight. Over.
25, this is 64. Negative on the medivac. It's not possible.
JOC cannot risk another bird. You'll just have to hold on.
All right. I got him.
I want direct pressure on the wound.
It's going to be all right.
I think this is mine!
This is Kilo 11. I'm at the Durant crash site.
Roger that.
Crash site two secured.
Lieutenant Colonel Cribbs for you, sir.
Cribbs?
- They're still debating the route. - How long?
At least a couple of hours.
We haven't got that long, Joe.
Pakistani General says, since we didn't deign to inform him of the raid...
...it'll take some time to mobilize the 10th Mountain and 100 vehicles.
You tell the general this:
I understand, but it is my duty to remind him...
...that my men are surrounded by thousands of armed Somali militia.
It's imperative that we move them out of the hostile area and into the safe zone.
I need his help now.
Yes, sir.
Durant.
Michael Durant.
Yes.
You are the Ranger who kills my people?
I'm not a Ranger. I'm a pilot.
That's right.
None of you Americans smoke anymore.
You all live long, dull, uninteresting lives.
What do you want with me?
You have taken hostages.
We have you.
My government will never negotiate for me.
Then perhaps you and I can negotiate, huh?
Soldier to soldier.
I'm not in charge.
Course not. You have the power to kill, but not negotiate.
In Somalia, killing is negotiation.
Do you really think if you get General Aidid...
...we will simply put down our weapons...
...and adopt American democracy?
That the killing will stop?
We know this: Without victory, there can be no peace.
There will always be killing, you see?
This is how things are in our world.
Mike Durant, we won't leave you behind.
You got to take over from me. Both hands.
It's the femoral artery, but I can't see it.
Which means that it's retracted up into the pelvis.
I have to find it and clamp it. It's the only way to stop the bleeding.
I got no more IVs.
So, I'm going to need you to assist. Okay?
Yeah, yeah.
Now listen, Jamie. I got to do something, it's going to hurt.
I got to cause you more pain, but I have to do it to help you.
All right, you understand?
- Morphine. - I can't.
It'll lower your heart rate too far. I'm sorry.
Twombly, why don't you take his hands?
Hold the wound open, keep pressure on the top of the leg.
Yurek, take the feet and a flashlight.
On my count.
All right, Jamie. All right.
One. Two.
Three.
Wait, wait. Okay. I feel it.
I feel the pulse.
I got it. I got it.
I got it, yeah. I got it.
- I got it. - You got it?
Clamp?
I got it clamped.
- Hold it. - Got it.
Here, grab it.
- It's tearing. - I got it.
- Doc, it's going back in! - Hold it!
It's tearing!
- Okay. Get out. Hold the wound. - Okay, I'm holding.
Move your hand.
What?
Fix it?
Yeah, yeah. We got it.
What the hell are you doing?
It's all in the grind, Sarg'nt. Can't be too fine, can't be too coarse.
Grimesy, you are squared away.
Sarg'nt, how would you like a nice hot cup of Joe?
Gold Coast blend.
Sit down. I want to take a look at that foot.
- No, it's not a problem. - Come on.
- Where the hell did they find you? - Behind a desk.
No, really. What, you think I'm kidding?
- Is anybody hit? - We're good!
You all right?
Yeah!
Is everybody all right?
Yeah!
Incoming!
Keep firing... faster!
DiTomasso's hit! Pull him out!
Ranger here. This is Kilo 11.
Chalk Four. We're at the southeast corner of the crash. Who's this?
This is Hoot. I'm coming with three friendlies.
I need cover fire. Over.
Roger, Kilo 11. Hold your fire! Deltas coming in.
Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
Ground personnel will have to mark target positions with infrared strobes.
Get Little Birds on strafing runs and keep them going all night long.
If we don't hold back this city...
...we'll have a 100 caskets to fill by morning.
Yes, sir.
Colonel Harrell, ground personnel at crash site one...
...will have to mark the target with infrared strobes to prep for air strike.
McKnight.
Between the 10th Mountain and U.N., we got enough personnel, okay?
Danny, you guys do not have to go back out again.
I can't die here, man.
You're not going to die, all right? You're not going to die.
I'm sorry.
You don't have anything to be sorry for.
You saved Twombly. You did perfect.
You okay, Twombs?
Yeah, I'm okay, Jamie.
You did what you were trained to do.
You should be proud of that.
Be proud of that.
- Ev? - Yeah.
Do me a favor.
You tell my parents that I fought well today.
And that I fought hard.
You're going to tell them yourself, okay?
Do you hear me?
All right?
- Are the humvees here? - They're coming, Jamie.
They're coming.
You just got to hang in there a little bit.
- You hold on for just a little bit. - I can.
I can.
It's nothing.
- It's nothing. - It's nothing.
Nothing.
Oh, shit.
Hold the wound.
Doc.
It's okay.
What are you doing?
We need the ammo.
You did all you could here.
They should've sent a medivac.
Right now we'd be out there defending another crashed chopper.
More men would get torn up.
Maybe.
See, you're thinking. Don't.
Because, Sergeant, you can't control who gets hit or who doesn't.
Who falls out of a chopper or why.
It ain't up to you. It's just war.
Yeah, well, Smith's still dead.
- This all happened because Blackburn fell. - Should have, could have, don't matter.
You'll get plenty of time to think about all that later. Believe me.
Sergeant, you got your men this far.
You did it right today.
You need to start thinking about getting these men out of here.
Well, shall we?
I need four guys in this corner now!
RPG!
This is Barber 52 in position for gun run.
Jesus Christ. Look at that.
This is 25! I can see you. You're right above me.
Eversmann, I can't tell who's who down there. Too much activity.
I'll mark the target with a strobe! Over.
Roger that.
You see it?
Nah, I can't see shit.
- I'm putting it on the roof. - You're going to need help!
Cover me.
Okay, guys, we're going to lay down some cover fire for him on three!
Ready?
One.
Two.
Three. Go!
I got your position. I got the target. We're inbound and hot.
C-2, miniguns dry. Request permission to return to base. Rearm. Over.
Roger that. Second team inbound. Your station.
On your location, four minutes.
All right, they're here. Get the wounded ready to move.
Lay down some cover fire!
I thought I heard a noise out here!
- Load up. We're getting out of here. - Yes, sir.
25, this is 64. The rescue column's here and will be with you in about 5 minutes.
Prepare your men for exfil.
Yeah, roger that, sir! Roger that!
Five minutes! The convoy is going to be here in five minutes!
I need a mag! Eversmann, I'm out!
My last one!
The convoy is here!
Sergeant Eversmann. I heard you guys needed a lift!
Yes, sir!
Bring your wounded and start loading them up!
Hey, I got you. I got you.
It's okay. I want to walk.
Yeah, I would too. Let's go!
Move!
We get the pilots' bodies out, and then we go to the stadium.
We're running out of room around here.
Cram into every possible space.
Okay, 10th Mountain provides security for armor, walks us out of the hot zone.
10th Mountain? No.
Sir, with respect, my Rangers can provide rear security.
We'll walk you out of the hot zone, then we'll jump on the last few vehicles.
Okay, let's get out of here.
Let's go.
- All right, you got him? - Yeah, come on.
Come on!
These things are fucking bullet magnets. Come on, let's go!
We go when I'm ordered to, soldier.
Careful.
Easy. Go easy.
Easy.
Colonel, what is going on down there?
They're dismantling the entire cockpit around the body.
How long is it going to take? I need an honest, no-shit assessment.
They can't say!
Danny...
...no one gets left behind.
You understand me, son?
Yes, General.
Do what you have to do.
Roger.
- Come on. Bring him through. - I got him.
- Get all his gear. Get the wounded out. - Got you, sir!
- Move! - Got you!
Move out! Move out! Let's go!
Fuck!
Fire in the hole!
- Let's go! Move! - Let's go!
- Open the hatch! We got men back here! - No room here! Go on the roof!
What's going on?
- The roof? - I'm not getting on no fucking roof!
No, no, it's full.
We're running out. Keep moving. Use the vehicles as cover.
Move it! Let's go!
All right, hold it up. Hold it up.
- Move! - Go! Move!
Go!
Get down! Get down!
Get down, lady!
I'm out of ammo!
Sanderson, I'm out of ammo!
Don't you do it.
- What are you doing? - Don't you damn do it.
Kurth, let's go!
Easy.
Ah, shit.
Bullet missed your jugular by about three millimeters. Don't move.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Little short on coffee, but I got you some tea.
How you doing, soldier?
Can't feel a thing.
Take his pulse.
Hey, Sarg'nt.
Captain.
Lorenzo. How you doing?
It went in and out, so the medic said I should be okay in a couple of days.
That's great news.
Are we going after them?
You bet your ass we will. We got to regroup.
Don't go out there without me.
Don't go back out there without me.
I can still do my job.
You get some rest now, okay?
You're going back in?
There are still men out there.
Goddamn.
When I go home...
...and people ask me:
"Hey, Hoot, why do you do it, man?"
"Why? You some kind of war junkie?"
I won't say a goddamn word.
Why?
They won't understand.
They won't understand why we do it.
They won't understand it's about the men next to you.
And that's it.
That's all it is.
Don't even think about it, all right? I'm better on my own.
We started a whole new week. It's Monday.
I was talking to Blackburn the other day...
...and he asked me, "What changed? Why are we going home?"
And I said, "Nothing."
But that's not true, you know. I think everything's changed.
I know I've changed.
A friend of mine asked me before I got here...
It was when we were all shipping out.
He asked me:
"Why are you going to fight somebody else's war?"
"What, do y'all think you're heroes?"
I didn't know what to say at the time...
...but if he asked me again, I'd say no.
I'd say there's no way in hell.
Nobody asks to be a hero.
It just sometimes turns out that way.
I'll talk to your ma and pa when I get home, okay?
My love, you are strong and you will do well in life.
I love you and my children deeply.
Today and tomorrow, let each day grow and grow.
Keep smiling and never give up, even when things get you down.
So, in closing, my love...
...tonight, tuck my children in bed warmly.
Tell them I love them. Then hug them for me...
...and give them both a kiss good night for Daddy.
Ripped and Verified by CdinT (Cristi_Polacsek@SoftHome.net) Somalian dialogues and some corrections by alph4n53@yahoo.com
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