Kuwait
Wilee! Is Wile E. Coyote around?
Wile E. Coyote! Majored in architecture at University of Virginia!
Member of the 20th Engineer Brigade, XVIII Airborne Corps.
Where is Lt. William Nelson?
I am Nelson! May I help you?
Oh, found ya!
I'm Captain Lehmbrick of the 1st Special
Forces Operational Detachment-Delta.
Nice to meet ya.
Sir! It is a pleasure to meet you.
I'd like to enlist your aid. Follow me.
The Delta Force?! What the heck does the Delta Force want with me?
If you're with the Delta Force, does this mean we're going on a SCUD hunt?
Is a battalion going to blow up a SCUD missile TEL?
Are you nervous, Wilee? This ain't that big of a job.
You don't need to get so riled up. There will be four of us plus you.
We're demolishin' a chemical weapons plant.
A spy satellite found the plant at the foot of a mountain in northern Iraq.
We gotta flatten it within 40 hours.
We don't have any internal pictures of the plant.
That's where you come in with your expertise on explosive demolition.
Please effectively destroy the plant with a limited supply of explosives.
Th-That's an important mission.
All I've done is write a college thesis on structural demolition...
But don't you have experience as a combat engineer? You'll do fine! Just fine!
Is that Wilee, Captain?
Wilee, this is Sergeant First-Class Arkin.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
And in the driver's seat, we've got Sergeant Howe.
Hello!
And I'm Lieutenant Eckhart. Please call me Echo.
I'm Nelson. Nice to meet you.
I keep tellin' him to drop that nickname
since it overlaps with the ICAO phonetic for "E," not that he listens.
Let me introduce you again. This is Lt. Wilee, the hasty explosives freak.
Everyone, be good to him.
"Captain Lehmbrick" is too long,
so just call him Lehm, Captain, or Old Fart.
I'm not an old man yet!
Oh, yeah, Wilee.
Sir?
Sorry, but this is all we've got.
I suspect the pillars are located...
Calm down...
We'll deal with the guards. You can take your time planting the explosives.
What?! Your parents are architects?! Even your grandpa?!
You majored in that field but somewhere along the line
you wound up in the army blowin' buildings up?
What the hell?! You're even crazier than we are!
Well, then. It's time to start climbin' down the mountain.
They seem like completely different people from a moment ago.
This is the Delta Force!
And most impressive of all, while we were chatting away...
While Echo was drawing me into the conversation...
...we reached the chemical weapons plant!
They're machines!
They are turrets that have been programmed to "quickly subdue the enemy."
Clear!
"Clear"? He makes it sound like they're cleaning house!
Come on out, Wilee! Follow us.
I don't have any other choice.
We killed most of their guards, but reinforcements are coming, Wilee.
You're up! Work the fastest you've ever worked before.
Roger!
I had expected as much,
but just how many of those stupidly big pillars are there?
The five of us brought explosives, but it's nowhere near enough.
But!
Fuck, Wilee!
You're insanely focused on this!
You're crazy, Wilee!
Echo, I have a favor to ask.
You got it. What do you need?
This is far enough.
Plus we're at the end of our cord reel.
Hit detonate!
Detonate!
Thank God. It worked.
What?! We flattened it like a pancake!
I thought it was going to explode with a big "Ka-boom!"
But this looks cool and professional.
Most impressive!
We were short on explosives,
but you cleverly rigged them to the 250-gauge chemical bombs.
This is worthy of admiration.
Winter 1991. I personally observed soldiers with extremely honed skills.
They were both terrifying and awe-inspiring.
After earning their praise,
I had but one goal.
Echo!
Wilee?! If it isn't Wilee!
How many years has it been? I heard you've been doing well.
Come take a seat.
I heard you passed the exam! Congrats.
Now we're colleagues, huh?
Thank you, Echo.
This is the explosives expert, Wile E. Coyote.
Wow, that's so groovy!
Is Captain Lehm doing well?
Major Lehm left the army.
Wanna see him? I can give you his contact info.
Please do.
By the way, did you always shave above your ears?
It's cool!
That's where you got shot during the Gulf War?
The hair wouldn't grow back, so you shaved the other side to balance it out?
You really are a riot!
And then I met Koko-san when I went to see Lehm-san, the man I had admired.
Enchanted by her charisma,
I couldn't bring myself to return to the army.
No matter how many times we hear it,
the story about Wilee's shaved streaks is always a hit!
Good story... about Wilee's shaved streaks.
Jonah, you totally spoiled Wilee's story about Iraq!
You have men who served in the Gulf War?
You came here to fight 19 years ago,
but now you're coming to aid in our recovery by building an elementary school.
That truly makes me happy.
Nazal-san, we didn't come because we wanted to.
It's bad for my image if all I ever do is sell weapons.
The expenditure is meant to save public face!
I personally came by and now I'm stuck spending money left and right.
This is one blunt lady.
I have highly gifted personal bodyguards,
so I don't need a PMC like Excalibur from stuffy England,
nor do I need you as an interpreter, Nazal-san.
I can speak Arabic!
Please don't be short, Miss Hekmatyar.
You need at least 20 guards for a convoy with ten trucks or less
otherwise we can't properly respond should the worst come to pass.
This is common knowledge for Iraqi PMCs.
No one in Excalibur understands Arabic.
And you need them.
Damn, I wanna fire away!
Same! I've got all this pent up stress.
That aside, did you see the melons on that HCLI chick? They're massive!
Yeah, I did! I saw her! I wanna do her!
I'll take the hot albino arms dealer!
And this is on an open channel.
What's wrong with these guys?
Koko, a car is coming up fast from behind. It might pass us.
Okay, Jonah.
Guys in back, check it out.
It's an elderly man driving on his own. He won't be a problem.
He's clear! I don't see any weapons.
It's an enemy car. Take it down.
Ya-hoo!
Hey, what the hell?! Make them cease fire!
It's too late now.
Dang, I feel loads better!
That group is crazy.
If we stop the convoy over every little thing,
it's gonna take days to get there.
I don't know what kind of easy-ass places you've been selling your shit,
but this is Iraq!
I know. And you do not need to worry about my convoy.
I'm firing you.
What?!
Have your ears gone daffy as well?
Don't lay so much as a finger on my wares.
I said to get the hell out of my sight, thug.
I'm sorry, guys! I know I went stingy on escort wages,
but I didn't think they were that cheap!
By the way, Excalibur's interpreter, Nazal-san, is now driving Truck 7.
He isn't cheap!
I've never seen a PMC quite like this one before!
It's been a while since I've seen you drive a semi. That's so cool!
Is it really? Does that mean you're falling even deeper in love with me?
I was in the Mechanized Jaeger Squad;
my body still remembers how to drive armored cars and various transporters.
Koko, would you like to learn how? I could direct your hands and feet...
But that aside, are you sure about this, Koko?
About sending Excalibur away?
We'll be safer without those scumbags around.
I'm more concerned about Nazal-san.
I appreciate his help since we were short a driver, but...
"I have some time to kill if Excalibur has been discharged,
so I'm going back to my hometown.
It's near your destination, so I'll lend you a hand."
That's just too suspicious.
He must have been sent to tell them our location. He's a sp—
Now, now. You should have some water, Valmet.
But honestly, they left without putting up much of a fight.
Going by past experiences, it's a common fact that ruffians like that
don't leave just because you told them to.
Well, our goods aren't worth millions of dollars,
so feel to abandon the convoy and run if they come after us.
Koko-san, you don't want to lose your wheels in the middle of the desert.
That's a good point, Mao!
Then let's do this. If they fire so much as one shot, exterminate them.
Roger!
It's just like you to issue orders like that, Koko!
These people are pretty crazy in their own right.
It's music to my ears!
They will definitely turn against us and strike.
What a coincidence! I had the same thought.
There has been a recent increase in thugs like them.
I swear, the way wars are waged changes with incredible speed.
And they keep growin' nastier and nastier.
When we fought here ten-some-odd years ago,
people said it "looks like a video game!"
Nowadays, you've got businessmen mixed in the squads out fightin'.
Ten-some-odd years ago? So the Gulf War?
I'm surprised you know about it, Jonah-kun!
A little while ago, Wilee was saying that he admired you as a soldier.
For real?! Did he say I'm a "majestic, divine soldier"?
He didn't go that far.
I didn't catch it since I was listening to Excalibur's channel.
What's goin' on, Wilee?
Reminiscin' over the old days the second we hit Iraq?
He's gettin' old himself.
You know what, Jonah-kun? It's a given that I'm a super soldier,
but Wilee is a pretty high-level soldier himself.
In fact, he's dangerous. Wilee is dangerous!
He's dangerous?
There are two people in our group who are on the FBI's blacklist.
Koko and Wilee.
So the police think he's as dangerous as Koko?
Exactly! Next, let me tell you the reason why Wilee is driving in the front.
He can sniff out explosives.
He's a former combat engineer. Plus he's a certified explosives expert.
He's gone on a bunch of missions.
Supposedly he can tell where amateurs like to plant their bombs.
After Koko's debut as an arms dealer, we've had to fend off explosives experts.
The king of international shipping's daughter waltzes around hot spots.
People have tried to abduct or kill her.
"If you don't want to be blown to smithereens, do as we say!"
Wilee managed to shoo the guys who'd say crud like that.
Don't you see? While hangin' out with Koko,
Wilee's skills grew to surpass those of top-rate explosives experts.
Wilee's thing is to "give it right back."
I bet it confused the police.
Explosives experts who were after Koko started blowin' themselves up one after the next.
Wilee was clearly suspicious, but the bombs weren't Wilee's handiwork
and the only people that died were terrorists.
There was this one incident in either Turkey or Greece.
Some grimy hotel was stuffed with enough explosives to blow the place sky high.
How's it look?
This'll be a piece of cake.
When the bomb didn't go off, the culprit went inside to investigate.
The six-story hotel became five stories.
That is horrible.
Ain't it? He has a thing for playin' with explosives.
I bet dowsing him in complements during the Gulf War played a role in that.
He's like, "I want to see even cooler explosions."
And Koko being Koko, she was a sullen little brat at the time.
But Wilee's "art" put her in a good mood.
It went non-stop from there!
Next was the incident in a north African—
There's more?!
Okay, everyone! It's break time!
Dang, I'm hungry!
This looks good!
Miss Hekmatyar, may I call my wife?
Sure, but of course! Go right on ahead.
Jonah-kun, would you like some grape soda?
Thank you, Wilee.
He's scared of me!
Lehm-san! Did you tell Jonah-kun any stories about me?
I-I can't say...
This looks fishy.
Truck 1 to Koko-san and the other trucks.
Could we ease into a stop in 60 seconds?
Sure thing, Wilee. Do you sense a trap?
Yes. Although I can't say for certain, the upcoming turn is screaming ambush.
I will check to see if there are any bombs.
Koko-san?
If that's what you think, then they're there.
It's Excalibur!
They contacted the group that went ahead of us and are planning a pincher-attack.
That's not happening! Prepare to make the first strike!
All trucks, stop!
Lehm, Lutz, use rifles.
Oh, jeez.
Nazal-san, phones are off limits as of now, okay?
Roger.
Impressive, HCLI. You identified the ambush point and stopped your vehicles.
Was it know-how? Experience?
Excalibur doesn't stand a chance against there guys.
Move! Move!
Everyone has gotten out of their vehicles. Contact Nazal!
I can't. He isn't picking up.
Then contact the team coming from behind!
It's hot!
What's he up to?
Want me to snipe him?
If you shoot now, it'll defeat the point of setting the ambush and IEDs, moron!
This feels about right. I'd plant them somewhere around here.
Oh, found one! Found one!
Going from the looks of it, there should be some on the other side of the road.
Is it just me or is he toying with an IED?
Ya-haa! Don't take a pincher-attack lightly!
Instant K.O.! They're so dead!
Let's kidnap the arms dealer! Her ransom'll be sweet!
We're going to earn a fortune off of you, Miss Arms Dealer.
The ambush team and Nazal aren't responding.
And the convoy stopped in some random location.
The worthless idiots! We'll kill them, too!
Huh? They stopped right—
Ya-haa!
They're firing! They're firing at us!
Beware of the M2 Auto-Cannon! Don't let them use it!
Got it.
It started!
Hey, where did that bastard go?!
Cover fire! Kill that man the second you find him!
What gives? Were you guys nothing but talk?
Ah, found him! He's over there!
Send him flying with the IEDs!
The bastard!
We've lost contact with the ambush team!
Give me a break!
Bring that out! Is he still alive?
The guys behind us have stopped shooting.
Wilee, they have a human bomb.
Roger. I'm on my way.
I swear, they're the image of lowlife scum!
He doesn't look like he's with Excalibur. He's a local.
We almost shot him down.
Have you fully taken this side of the road?
Sure have.
Roger.
This really wears you down.
Mao, Ugo, could you run over to that mountain and bring back someone barely alive?
Roger.
G-God, why are You putting me through this?
Trip!
Trip in this direction, mister!
Wh-Wh-Who are you? It'll explode if I do.
You'll be fine. Now hurry and fall down!
Wow, this is horrible!
Think there were any survivors?
And why are you tagging along, Nazal-san?
The man on that boulder is still alive.
He is Excalibur's president. I believe he might be effective.
And could you give me the man to his left?
His father works in England's Home Office and he comes from a wealthy family.
That moron! He fell down!
Damn it! Damn it all! What's goin' on here?!
They were supposed to be easy meat,
but they've practically wiped us out in just a few seconds!
We're in the middle of the desert with nowhere to run!
Zip it! Don't complain to me!
Detonate the bomb! Detonate it!
Yes, hello?
It isn't going off...
Fuck!
Someone's coming.
H-Hey, isn't that the president?
Say, guys... Could you get this off of me?
Crap! That totally freaked Jonah-kun out.
Now I've done it! I always lose my head when it comes to explosives.
He might not take my language classes seriously anymore...
I need to make sure to take Wilee's classes seriously. He's dangerous.
(Baby, you know...)
(Ready, move!)
(Stand by! Yeah!)
(Five, four, three, two, one, zero, go ahead!)
The burning hot grip and my frozen vision
hoteru gurippu kouchoku no bijon
The midnight's making me sick.
hakike ga suru no midnight
You put your gun against my forehead
hitai ni juukou mukete
putting me to sleep with anger to the world.
nemure sekai shousou
Where is God? There's no way out.
where is god deguchi wa nai
orokamono dreamlike utagau wa
I suspect it's like a fool's dream
Let's embrace the black and white
dakiau yo black and white
bokura wa nani wo yume miteite
What is this dream we're having?
(Ready!)
(3...)
(Right now!)
(2...)
(Stand by!)
(1...)
This gunshot reminds me that judgment day begins tonight!
'cause I loathe people like you.
We'll break the fake blue sky.
itsuwari no aozora wo yabutte
dareshimo umare shinu dake nara
If we're merely living from the cradle to the grave,
I will put my trust
only one shinjitai
houkai kara umareru ashita wo
in the only possible future, born after the apocalypse.
You ready? Brace yourself!
The past two weeks working to infiltrate Excalibur have paid off.
You have my gratitude, Miss Hekmatyar.
As for driving your truck. Would it be all right if I took my leave?
Fine, fine.
Their human bomb was a truck driver they kidnapped on the highway.
I'm glad to hear it! Your destination is fairly close, so watch yourself.
Take care.
The people in this country can be pretty impressive entrepreneurs.