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Hey!

You all right?

Yeah.

Hey. How's that?

Parts of mine, mate.

She keeping you waiting again?

Women's prerogative.

Well, I don't see your lot here. They'll be here.

Dempsey's all done for prize for first team in.

And Blue Troop intends to win it.

And Blue Troop intends to win it.

Well, you bullied at school.

Yeah, they are.

Luke! Luke, for Christ's sake, can you shut up for one minute, please?

We fit?

Yeah. Except I seem to have picked up this verruca that I can't get rid of.

Yeah, we had a drink down by the river.

Come on, Jack. Everyone needs to look at some goats.

Right,

let's move, yeah.

No time for that.

Retro per on the move.

Come on!

Nice one, thank you.

David Cox, Ed and Dempsey.

What's Cassie doing here?

I don't know.

And who's the little chap?

I don't know.

But you'd like to, wouldn't you?

Yeah, I would.

Is that

my escort?

Yes.

Not exactly how I pictured an SAS patrol.

No, nor me.

No, but I always thought there must be different rules for birds for blokes. Do

you know what I mean?

Like, for instance, when you were in the PP Corps, would you let the girls not

exercise if they had the paint of him?

Do you know what I mean? Seriously?

Why are we here?

Fitness and acclimatisation.

Yeah, right.

So the MOD dished out all this money for flyers to the middle of nowhere for

fitness and acclimatisation?

Yeah. They could have just as easily done it with an 80 -quid charter flight

Morocco.

What's that?

The winner's prize.

Heads up!

Look!

Boss. Henry.

So, Red Troop won my little competition.

And their prize is, they get to choose what to do tomorrow.

The options are a hike 125 clicks north to the mountains, or a more gentle tab

52 clicks south through forests and hill country.

Sir, the border is six clicks south of here.

Correct. So the second option is a 46k tab into hostile territory.

Correct. And 46 clicks back.

Hopefully. Alive or... Correct.

You see?

No one's right. No helis, no support.

A totally deniable operation. If we're caught, we're on our own.

Mm -hmm.

No, thank you, sir. We'll take the 120k tab north.

Give it to Blue Troop.

Absolutely. Sir, when do we actually go on the... Just a bleeding minute.

Off the up -forth.

Familiarisation, Reckie. In case the whole situation there blows and we have

exfil the White Farmers.

You mean the British passport holders.

And, um...

Who's this?

This is David Cox.

He'll be going with you. Luke, you guys have passed it down. We're in a

position... Who is he?

Journalist. You're not serious.

Guys, it's obvious you don't want the operation. I want it.

You're doing a piece in this, then? No.

On the situation inside the country.

Oh?

Well, do you want it or not?

No.

Yes. Yes.

It's a deniable operation.

That means we won't be able to take in our own weapons. Correct.

But you can choose from these.

Oh, yes.

Look at this.

CZ -75 automatic.

Stainless.

Eliminated. Calico. The Goopsy of guns.

Like pigs in shit. I am the senior NCO in Red Troop, and I say we don't go.

There used to be a consensus in Red Troop. KG -36. With the greatest of

sir, no, it didn't. You would ask everyone their opinion, and you'd go

do exactly what you'd want to do from the start. Oh, come on, N .O. It's a

-op for Christ's sake.

Well, looks like it's a Blue Troop operation.

All right, we'll go.

Do we get a guide?

Yes, me.

You, sir.

What, you as guide, or you as guide and troop commander?

No, me as guide.

You as troop commander, naturally.

We leave at first light.

Oi!

What?

Look, guys, this game's not just about stamina.

It's about checking your kit to make sure you're not carrying any unnecessary

equipment.

The safety elf makes a barrel against the side of your head and squeeze.

Good deal better than being cool.

And whoever or whatever you are, you slow us down, you

place any of my men in jeopardy, and I'll save you the trouble and shoot you

myself.

Understood?

Right, let's move.

And I warn you, it's not very nice over there.

No! No!

No!

We have caught a terrorist, Colonel Gagmond. How is that?

No! No!

Please, sir.

I must stay with, sir. I love the government.

Long live our heroic government.

God bless our leader and his... Patriotic Front?

I see.

That is the most expensive free gift.

Run.

He's got a patriotic front.

Let's see if he has a patriotic back.

Thank you for watching.

All clear. All clear.

Take five.

Roger that.

I, um... I... What?

I need a poo.

Oh.

And do I bury it?

Oh. I put it in your pack.

Not in mine.

In yours.

I know.

I was joking.

Hi.

Do it here.

I won't watch.

So you know this place?

Well, not every track, but most of the key points.

When we get nearer, I'll know where I am.

It's where my cousins live.

I spent most of my childhood here, Henry.

It's going to be used as one of the collection points if ever there's an

evacuation.

You white bastard, I'm talking to you.

Get back.

Get back from the gate.

Give us back our land.

Get out of here, Mr. Sir.

No, you get out or I'll cut your head off.

Mr. Sir, you're more likely to kill me with your breath.

than that little button knife.

Why the hell are you following this drunken idiot anyway?

He'll rob you just like he's trying to rob us.

I cut you, white boy.

Oh, you want to fight, big man?

No.

Come on.

Stop it there.

And you, Blazim Baldawana, you white man's dog,

chimboa's gut.

Tell it to your whiskey bottle.

All

right,

old chap.

Out you are.

Mr. Tundoki, you're very welcome.

Are they here yet?

The British?

No, not yet.

Not our fight.

Repeat. Not our fight.

Vehicle.

Inga!

It was nice.

Colonel Gagmandawi.

Minister of State Security and CO of 5 Brigade.

A highly trained band of recreational killers.

You all right?

Not really.

Who is Ginger Madeira?

Ginger Ingarida.

It means beware, we're watching you.

Let's cut the chat.

Ed, Louie.

Set up an OP on top of that hill there.

Monitor all troop movements and make sure our exit's clear.

Let's move.

I'll take point.

Hello, Taylor and Charlie.

Change three o 'clock, back at nine o 'clock.

If 20 is driving a desk, suddenly he's a bushy -tailed combat Rupert again.

What do you think about that cocksplug?

Don't take many outs for a journalist.

He seems all right.

Yeah? Yeah.

Don't mind him sniffing around, Becca?

Eh?

You bet he's there.

Didn't you notice that?

Why would I mind that?

Because of you two, eh?

There's something going on there, isn't there? With me and Cox?

Yeah, Becca.

I don't know how you managed to get so many wrong ends of only one stick.

I'm not interested in Becca.

She's not interested in me.

And Cox isn't interested in her either.

He's interested in you.

What?

Yeah. Yeah, it looks fine.

Is this it? Is this all there are?

What were you expecting?

You said that. Not all of them.

Aidan. Conjani.

Sarah.

Aidan.

You're looking as beautiful as ever. Thank you.

My God.

These are your kids?

Yeah. Hector.

Hello. Pierre over there.

Hello. And Luan. This is my cousin Aidan Dempsey. Hello. Flipping.

Thought these men aren't with places to dump their kids.

Come this way, please.

David.

Mr. Trumdokie, I presume.

All right, it's a good deal better.

Have you made contact with Louis?

No, mate. Do it now.

Romeo 1 -2 to Romeo 1 -1.

Romeo 1 -2 to Romeo 1 -1.

Romeo 1 -2, send over.

How you doing, mate?

Bored rigid.

All quiet.

I've just had the loveliest long bath.

And I'm about to have some barbecue.

Piss off.

Out.

Sounds like a five -star hotel.

Yep.

What if you're bored?

We could play I Spy.

Okay.

I Spy caught a lot of things beginning with T.

Trees. Well done.

Now why don't you shut up and get some sleep.

I'll do it in the next two hours.

You expecting somebody?

Yeah. Five Brigade.

Been operating this area for the last couple of days.

Yeah, we caught a glimpse of their methods in the village we passed

It happens all the time, eh?

Africa, I suppose.

Scum.

Government thugs.

Punishing people who don't vote for them or just if they're in the wrong tribe.

And yet they leave you alone.

Yeah. That's because they know that we'll protect ourselves and the

won't.

I prefer a soft target.

Tell you what, man. Being in the wrong tribe these days is like picking the

wrong chamber in Russian roulette.

Well, aren't you lot in the wrong tribe now?

Well, I haven't thought of it that way, but...

I suppose we are.

Excuse me, madam.

I have the coffee.

Oh, good listening.

Just get it in the yard and put it in here.

Hey, good listening. Come get it in the yard with the table, boy.

Sorry.

You looking for a glass of water?

Yeah, there's a fridge just down. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'll show him where it is.

It's just through here.

Come, boy.

There you go.

Beer, juice, milk, whatever you want. Help yourself, boy.

What's the problem?

Have you seen the colonel?

Dempsey? No, they're talking to John Durkee, a new government man outside.

Government man?

No.

Dave?

Women are through there preparing the meal.

Sorry?

They're getting the braai ready.

I'll tell you what.

How about I cut your bowls off, and then you can go and join them.

Cheers.

Yes, sir. What is wrong with you people?

We are ready to overthrow the dictatorship and the hide killers like

But we need weapons, and we need training.

But most of all, best of all, we need the British coming.

No can do, I'm afraid.

Britain can't breathe in Africa without being seen to have some kind of

megalomaniac colonial ambitions again.

Military intervention is totally out of the question. No point in pursuing that

line. But the people will cheer you in the streets.

That's what they said in Iraq.

That's some snack they're cooking up for us.

Look, we may be able to find some weapon. To a third party, of course.

It's hot, isn't it?

Lights out.

You had enough men to send you back.

Emma.

No oil here. You're right about Cox.

He's not a journalist.

No oil is impossible.

No vote either.

So why can't you help us here, then?

If, well, we can see the proper command structure is zoned out.

Well, democratic policies.

Now what?

Well, I, uh...

You all right?

Okay.

Louis. Hmm?

We've been compromised.

We either need to find a new LP or... Or what?

You know what?

God damn.

He's asleep.

Let her be. She's all right.

Hark!

Sir, I am right in assuming that Mr. Cox is a government man and that this John

Dokey is a rebel leader.

Yes. And we weren't told because?

Too high risk.

If the information got into the wrong hands.

If any of you were caught... Henry, these people are my family.

I take that on board.

But I have a troop in hostile country with no briefing, no information.

To say the least, I'm not impressed.

Henry, you be bloody careful the way you talk to me.

Well, as this is an unofficial operation, I'm not sure the normal

applies, sir.

Julius, don't rush off, ma 'am. My wife's just... Oh, no, ma 'am, me.

Let him go if he wants to. Don't worry, ladies. I'm leaving.

Here, go and fetch the car for Mr. John Duffy.

Shit. Take cover.

Hurry up with the car.

We have company.

Fire brigade.

What, Alex? I warned you. He knows why.

I should like to leave now. What is he talking about?

I don't know.

You knew they were coming, didn't you? Look, I... You only have yourselves to

blame. I thought you were bringing a regiment.

Not three men and a woman.

He wanted the British drawn into a fight.

You bloody fool.

Now, I suggest that everyone runs. At least that way some of us may survive.

Now, open the gate. Just hang on, Mr. John Docky. Calm down. Open the gate!

We don't have time to chat.

Sir, he can't surrender, as officially we're not here.

That man was the leader of the armed opposition of this country.

We came to help him.

But you've just killed him.

I'm not a great loss as far as I can see.

Now, will you fight, or will Fire Brigade let you go?

If we just walk away from here, they'll probably let us go.

But we'll never see this farm again.

Will you make your decision?

Let us know.

Dave! They've got a jimpy in the storeroom. Get it up on the... Sorry,

I? Carry on, Henry.

Get it facing in a northerly aspect from the roof.

Becca, get yourself down here. Let's sort out some firing positions at ground

level. What does it have to do with us?

Dave, get on to Louis and Ed. Bring them up to speed.

Henry. Sir, may I suggest that you muster as much ammunition and all the

you can lay your hands on and find out who amongst your family is staying and

they're prepared to fight.

Run here, one -two.

On our way.

They are really rather deeply in the pool.

Are we the relief column?

Uh -huh. And they really are rather deeply in it, aren't they?

Oh, yeah.

No, don't even.

Louis!

The way's left and left for bread.

We'll top her off and make the military count.

What have you done?

That shit.

You see a way out?

We're surrounded on all sides, and they're in numbers.

What are we going to do?

Pray.

The men are on position, sir.

Everything's about to kick off. Who's hanging on is a fighter.

Quick, let's get him in here.

Get it down, okay?

All right.

I'll let you free.

Now, apply the pressure.

Find out what he wants, but be careful.

I hear you!

We know you have Julius Chondoki in there.

Just let us have him, and no one will harm you.

I can let you have Chondoki as long as you give us your word you'll go away and

leave us in peace.

He won't. He knows we have Chondoki, so we're all dead.

You have my word.

Just give us Chondoki and... The British handboy.

I don't suppose I'd be any great loss either.

Time. Just buy us some time.

We will consider your demands and let you know. But just understand this.

We will resist any invasion of our land with extreme force.

I have several hundred men here.

You have none.

You have ten minutes.

And they don't know about you. Just John Docky and Cox.

I suppose that was the trap John Docky thought he was setting.

Thinking that Gagmandali would arrive in platoon strength, not with a whole

bloody brigade.

I suppose that gives us some element of surprise.

They're going to get a shot when they find out we're here.

Having said that, four against 200.

Oh, eight.

Nine. Well, I could always give myself up.

Don't be so bloody stupid.

You could still leave, Alex.

No, Pierre's right.

Now he knows we've had John Docky here. We did.

I want Hector taken to the hospital.

They'd tear him and anyone else with him to pieces, Sarah, man.

Look, our only hope is to hold out until nightfall.

Then we have to hope that our night vision goggles will give us the edge to

us to escape.

That's just about two hours. So may I suggest just before the deadline we hit

them with all we've got from the roof.

Then drop down to a lower position.

Mr. Debray, I need you to go back out there and try to delay the deadline.

Stall it.

Make sure the electrolyte is moving through.

If you feel any signs of being in pain, give him these.

Thank you.

You're still the inevitable.

I'm sorry, but he'll be dead within the hour.

Either way.

I give you the five o 'clock.

If you do not come out, I promise you, at five minutes...

It'll be all right.

Will it?

Well, no, probably not.

Very poor odds, actually.

Don't you get afraid?

Yeah.

I suppose I do.

What do you do about it?

Well, I... I just try to keep myself busy, focus my mind on something else.

Or better still, find someone who's more afraid than I am and take care of them.

All right.

I hated flying until I took my mum to Madeira.

She was so terrified that when we landed, I suddenly realised I hadn't

scared once.

The only problem is I doubt I'll find anyone here who's half as scared as I

Mrs Dupree.

She's not scared.

She's just angry.

Her son's going to die, isn't he?

No.

Not that I've seen him be hidden.

The widest hill of fire.

Come on.

What can I do?

Just stick with me.

I want to help.

You will help being quiet and staying with me.

Right, let's move downstairs and prepare the secondary positions.

Fifteen minutes.

Do five more minutes here, then take your position on the roof.

Who the hell do you think you are, telling me what to do?

They didn't tell you? Well, I'm the expert.

The man who'll give you and your family the best chance of living through this.

Now, if you can't see that, you're even more than ignorant. Five minutes till

deadline. Let's move to our primary positions now.

Alex.

Mom, you look after Hector. I can shoot.

No, darling, you can't. They need everyone they can get. Mrs. Dupree, I'll

over her.

Now you stay close to me, okay?

You're not the clue.

Get my answers in your eye.

Good luck, everybody.

On my shout.

Your deadline has been reached.

Five.

Four. If you do not fall, come out with your hands raised.

Two.

Yeah, we'd better get going.

Louie!

The girl?

Oh, yeah.

Two seconds.

Wow.

We'd be on the receiving end of that.

Day there.

What, until a lion comes and eats her?

Yeah, well, at least a lion won't rape her.

Louie?

Yeah.

Louie.

Christmas. Christmas?

Christmas?

Okay, Christmas.

You stay down and wait.

Good girl.

Second reposition!

Move!

It's always solid, this is it, right?

Just do it!

It's going to be enough of a month to make a decent fight, isn't it?

She's

dead.

Coming Romeo 1 -1, this is Romeo 1 -2, over.

Romeo 1 -1, this is Romeo 1 -2.

Hello?

This is David Cox.

Over.

I've got to get into the kitchen!

I've run out!

Point! Pull the trigger!

Zero Alpha!

Alpha!

We're holding them up!

would be hugely appreciated and could be useful.

I'd move if I were you.

How are we doing?

All the better than we deserve.

Down to my last two, Meg.

Two? Well, they come again before nightfall.

We're bollocksed.

It's about 30 minutes.

I will come back, little brother, and keep you company.

But madness will not go on forever.

We've been on this land for over a hundred years.

And no murdering black bastard is going to change that.

We'll be back.

I'm sorry, Alex.

I thought I'd come to help.

All I did was bring you a load of trouble.

Ah, Aiden, man, trouble was here already.

You'd be a fool not to see that our days were numbered anyway.

At least Hector gets to stay now, huh?

Has everyone got everything they need?

Mr. Dupre.

The way I see it, there are only two ways out of here.

We either take the wall or the ridge.

The ridge.

There's a stream on the other side there. If we make our way down that, we

eventually get to the swamp.

They won't be bothering to guard that.

Right, Louis, we're following the stream, leaving the plot north

It heads towards about 40 degrees north of the property.

So why wouldn't they bother to guard it?

Of course, it's full of crocodiles.

Then we head over to the swamp, which is apparently safe. Don't tell him.

Because there are no soldiers there.

Okay. I've set the diversionary charges for... 18 minutes. 18 minutes from now,

and we've done you some smoke too.

There's a shitload of reinforcements coming in. You've really pissed someone

off. Move in now.

We'll make our way towards you from the other side of the swamp to make sure

your exit is clear.

There's a few Nazis in there for them.

Better keep them interested.

Yeah, Aidan, try these, man.

All set.

All right, first group, depart 20 seconds.

Ten.

Good luck.

Five.

And go!

Second team, prepare.

Roger that.

Ten seconds.

You take care.

You too.

Five.

Stand by.

Go.

Two men.

Speak to.

What's up?

Move!

Thanks, boss.

you

Here. Without a mind for the swamp.

GPS.

840 -372 -14.

It seems pretty quiet here. How are you doing?

Pretty good.

We're all out of the farmhouse and on the south edge of the swamp.

About ten minutes tap to you. Over.

Henry, one of yours?

Yep.

Nothing much.

You okay?

Thanks, Totten.

Hello, Reverend.

How are you doing?

Louis, how am I glad to see you?

Blessing knows the way. The trail across the border goes straight through his

village.

It's here.

Looks good enough.

Blessing, go.

Right now.

Well done, Henry.

Boss. I want to apologize.

Look, we have to move. Wait, listen for a minute.

I took my eye off the ball.

Too much like mixing work and home.

You were right, I was wrong.

Sir, now we really have to move.

They're not. Bring out the dead and fit them to the dogs.

Turn out, sir. We have found their trail. Put our best trackers on them.

They must not get away.

Hi. Right here.

Where's he going?

I'm picking up a friend.

Who? The hell is that? Christmas, I want to be better moved.

Hold on. Look, we'll dump her at the old fella's village.

Now let's leave it, okay?

Oh, nice cheap form of body armor. Not a bad idea, eh?

Vicar, can I ask you something?

Sure. Is Dave a vicar or something?

No. Ed called him Reverend.

No, it's just a nickname.

Because... Well, because it's so thoughtful.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Tell me, what is this?

It's sadza.

Maize and water.

Sadza. Okay.

Some sadza for you. No, I'm fine. Oh, please. I'm fine.

I'm full.

You're leaving me alone, Tim.

You need to tell Dad.

You know what he'd say. What is your problem? You are.

You come into our country like you own the place, but you're nothing but

trouble.

And I wouldn't say need any help making a mess of things here. And frankly, it's

a bit rich you calling me boy and treating me like a calf for one minute,

blaming me for all the wrongs of British imperialism the next.

Dave, take a turn on Stag up the hill.

I'm sorry about Pierre.

He's a... old -fashioned, I suppose.

What with Hector dying and... And me being black.

Yes. It is weird for us. I mean, for me, with you.

Yeah, but why?

Because you're... It's like you're white in a black skin.

Look, I'm...

I mean, I don't mean to be offensive.

No, I'm sure.

You just can't help yourself.

I guess I know what you mean.

You know, I've got more in common with my white SS pals than I do with them.

I've certainly got more in common with them than I have with your moron of a

brother.

Forget about him.

What did you say?

What did you say?

Enough.

Come on, be a man.

Enough.

Now you tell him to show my man some respect.

Henry. No, you tell him.

Pierre, you must pay this man some respect.

I'm sorry for my boy's rudeness.

Well, I suppose that'll do.

Right, let's move out of here.

Becca, take right flank.

Ed? Left.

You two, try and keep apart.

You stick with your mother, she needs you.

Dave?

Hold on, Charlie.

What's the best you can find out for this?

A challenge, obviously.

I can figure that for men, maybe.

They're nature to want to pit themselves against others for the mayhem and

misery.

But a woman?

Well, I never played with dolls like my sister. To me, it was always gone.

Loved them. Still do.

Sorry. My only trouble is what I'm going to say to London.

That this situation is more complicated than they imagined.

Now even further complicated by the fact that the one rebel leader with whom we

have contact has been killed by one of your men.

Don't worry, I shan't tell them.

In any way, in his rather blood -tender, mythic way, your man Garvey seems to

generally come up with the right solutions for most problems.

His techniques would catch on like wildfire in Whitehall, if you're

It's the village.

Poor bastards.

We have to go back. No. We don't have the ammunition for a firefight.

Whether we have the ammunition or not, the fact is the border's only two clicks

away.

Shit.

Don't be a bloody idiot. Let me go. Let me go.

You go on. I can't. I can't just go.

Be quiet.

They don't stand a chance without us. They don't stand a chance with us.

We've got 20 rounds between us.

Now think.

Let's move.

I'm not here to save the world.

Oh? And what are we here for? That's enough.

Now let's move.

Now what?

I'm with Louis.

What? Yeah, so am I.

Look, what the... No, Hen, I hate to say this, mate, but if this was a village

full of white people, we'd all be going back.

Rubbish! We're shorthanded, we've got no ammunition, and we've a clear duty to

get to the border. This has nothing to do with race. With respect, sir, I think

it does. Like I said, I'm going back.

Well, you can't.

I'm going too.

I'm giving you all a direct order.

Sir, there seems to be a consensus.

Henry, don't push it.

This is, after all, an unofficial operation, so the normal protocol

apply.

You'll all be court -martialed, if you survive.

We'll have to hope we all get slotted, then.

Sir, you take the Dupre family and Coxey onto the border.

Coxey? I've arrived.

Wear a radio on your head, so you can RV with Sean Smith and Blue Troop.

We're with you.

You're more than welcome.

What is it with you crazy boys?

7 .62 short. OK.

Now you're talking.

Right, we get some more weapons, we load up.

We hit the village.

Hey!

Bye.

conversation oh no no no no

I'm not you old man come on

not you

What are you doing here?

Well, you might need it sooner or later.

You can't do the simplest thing right, can you?

It's all that about.

Let's leave it.

We'll

be

back one day, Pierman.

It's too much of our blood in the soil for us to leave it behind.

Boss?

All right, let's have another go at getting out of this godforsaken country.

Louis.

Let's go, mate.

Poor kid.

What kind of life is she going to have, I wonder?

Like the boss says, we can't save the world.