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Some of you may think you know what hell looks like.

Get up!

You have no idea.

With former soldiers of six of the world's toughest special forces,

we've created the ultimate military boot camp

to help shed light on unique selection methods of these units.

For 12 days, 29 of Britain's fittest civilians will take this on.

Are you slow-witted?!

There's something about competition.

I do think I'm tough enough to be in the special forces.

Special forces is the biggest and the most extreme challenge, I think,

that's out there, you know.

When you think special forces, you think superheroes really.

- Go! - Go!

I'm Freddie Flintoff.

As an elite sportsman, I know that it takes grit and determination

to be the best.

- That's it. - I'll help understand their battle...

Keep going then, use it.

..and cheer them on, every punishing step...

..as our raw recruits attempt

to push themselves beyond their physical and psychological limits.

Only the very best will survive.

Go home now.

Taking them through hell are former officers from the US Navy Seals...

We were brought up to weed out the weak.

Up! Down!

..the Australian SAS...

- You've got the determination? - Yes, sir.

- The will to want to continue? - Yes, sir.

You sure?

Let's go, let's go, let's go...

..Russia's Spetsnaz...

Oh, shit.

You are bleeding! You are dying!

Put your hands up.

..Israel's Yamam...

- Are you quitting? - No.

- Are you a survivor? Yes or no? - Yes, sir.

..Navsog from the Philippines...

Back to zero.

And, of course, Britain's SAS.

We're going to be bezzies.

Only then will the final winner emerge

on Special Forces Ultimate Hell Week.

This is it. Where the fun begins.

Episode 1x03 Philippines NAVSOG Original Air Date on September 13, 2015

Previously, 29 recruits were fully immersed in elite military training

led by our former Navy Seals.

22 survived to face Itay and the Israeli Special Forces phase.

What are you, a pussy? Get out of it!

By the second day, Lycett was running on empty and quit.

Physically, it's just not happening.

Spicer was injured in fighting and left for hospital,

as did Falaran, who injured his hand.

Meanwhile, the other recruits faced a brutal challenge.

Come on! Let's go!

In the final parade, both Parker and Maguire were sent home.

Leave the camp. You have failed.

Controversially, Spicer rejoined the group with a medical all-clear

and rested shoulders.

Guys, I didn't mean to leave you. I'm sorry, guys.

I am so pissed off that he didn't have to do that carry thing.

And he's going to be fresh as a daisy tomorrow.

18 recruits remain, but who will make it through the next 48 hours?

It's day five in base camp, where our civilian recruits

are living under a strict military regime.

It is important that at all times, your levels of standard cleanliness

in your tents must be top level or there'll be punishment.

Directing staff, or DS, have ordered the recruits to ready the camp

for an early inspection.

- Ready? - Yep, happy.

Then it's a last chance to stretch out injured limbs

before the next Special Forces instructor piles on the pain.

I think I got a knee in the back of the calf.

Lacey was knocked in the same fighting exercise

that sent Spicer to hospital.

Here to win it for his late dad,

Lacey's short fuse bought him unwanted attention

during our Navy Seals training.

I want to be supporting my team and the crew.

- I don't want to sit in a tent. - Shut up, Lacey.

It almost earned him an early exit.

Lacey, you showed weakness.

There is no room here for weakness.

The medic checked it this morning, but it's quite swollen

so he just said, "See how you go today."

So I'm hoping we'll be all right.

OK, campers, let's get on parade.

And he won't have to wait long, as a member of the directing staff

prepares recruits to meet the next instructor.

Stand to attention. Stay in your pairs, follow up.

I can't believe how intense this is.

Our remaining 18 are battered, they're bruised.

They've already done a day's work

before they meet the next special force.

And that is Navsog from the Philippines.

I'm Dante Membrere

and I'm a Lieutenant in Navsog for six years now.

We deal with smuggling, drugs, kidnapping and counter-terrorism.

We encounter terrorism weekly.

Navsog stands for Naval Special Operations Group.

Set up in 1956 as underwater specialists,

today, the elite navy unit disrupts rebels and criminals

hiding among the Philippines' 7,000 islands,

striking by air, land and sea.

Our principles are simplicity, precision,

repetition and violent use of force.

The British recruits - they're going to hate me.

Dante has left strict orders

to make the recruits race the 400 metres to meet him.

He wants to see how fast you guys can run. Do not be last.

Do not be in the back end of this group.

Go! Come on.

British recruits, they are pampered babies.

They're not used to people treating them like shit.

I'm going to teach the British recruits about loving the pain,

because if you still feel the pain, you cannot think properly.

Over the next 48 hours,

if the recruits aren't prepared to take on that pain,

Dante can dismiss them on the spot.

And the scrutiny starts as the recruits are divided

into two teams at the finish line.

Red, blue.

Red. Blue.

It's Parrish and Hunter, the two oldest remaining recruits,

who are the last to arrive.

I want to find the losers, the quitters.

We need to cure the sickness, take out the virus.

Stand still. Don't talk.

Lacey's injured leg has already put him on Dante's radar.

- What are you doing, Lacey? - Oh, it's my calf.

You sorted?

OK, stand still, don't talk.

I'm Lieutenant Membrere.

I'm a member of the Naval Special Operations Group.

I'm still in active service.

You can call me Tor, short for instructor

or tormentor.

Lesson number one - in Navsog,

when instructors greet recruits like you,

they do 20 push-ups,

synchronised with the same counting.

Drop down!

In Navsog, push-ups are a basic measure of strength

and are used to push recruits to exhaustion,

sometimes up to 3,000 at a time.

Three...

Halt. Halt.

Is that what you call all together?

Synchronised and coordinated? Back to zero.

Listen! Listen, listen.

- Three, two... - I just want one guy commanding. - Go.

Up, one, stop.

Down, up, two, stop.

Steggles stood out during our Israeli special forces training...

making him a front runner in the competition.

Steggles, I like your style.

You're a badass.

With this process, I think it's going to be a lot more mental.

If you can't navigate around a hill, which I'm hoping I can,

then it doesn't matter how fit you are

if you're running around in circles.

I will get at least to the last couple of days.

Down, up, five. Down, up, six.

Down, up.

Halt. Because Mr Anderson here stopped.

My God, only 20 push-ups?

You cannot do it? And you are joining the special forces?

OK, I want ten push-ups all together, coordinated.

Down, up, seven. Down, up, eight.

Down, up, nine. Down, up, ten and halt.

Halt on your feet, guys. On your feet.

Teamwork and physical conditioning is even more important for Navsog

than other special forces with bigger budgets.

We don't have the latest equipments. We don't have the latest machines,

so I want you to be tougher, stronger and smarter.

And I want you to beat the machines.

And straight away,

Dante shows there is nowhere to hide from his scrutiny.

I want these two guys who were the last ones during the race,

I want you to come in front.

Hunter and Parrish may be the oldest remaining recruits,

but they won't be getting an easy ride from Dante.

You'll be the leader of the red team

and you'll be the leader of the blue team.

Today, we're going to do a search and rescue operation.

- Is that clear? - Yes, sir.

So you're going to go to the coordinates 19201949.

(19201949...)

OK and I need you to brief your teammates. Go.

Using a map and compass, each team must find a medical casualty

and evacuate it to safety using what they pick up

at checkpoints along the way.

There's a turn in the river here and we're right at that bend there.

Part of your training is all about improvising,

using the best of the resources you have.

Yeah, I want to see them push themselves.

I need to see them synchronise

and I know I want to see the team leaders doing their job.

And to put extra pressure on the leaders,

each team must carry a Navsog training log

of 180 kilos every step of the way.

Hurry up.

One, two, three.

But the blues have a secret weapon.

Their leader, Hunter, is ten-times world coal carrying champion.

Lift the log upwards.

Up, up, turn it round to the right.

Tell them to go now. If the causality is dead already...

Double time, come on.

The blue team is away before reds have planned their route.

This is a search and rescue operation

and you're still looking for something there?

It's already Christmas.

Hey, guys, found him. Here we go! Come here.

Let's go, come on.

Under Hunter, the blue team find the casualty first.

- One up, drag him out. - Let's go, boys.

They'd been told to improvise a stretcher out of bamboo

to carry the casualty around the course.

OK, we're going to swap leaders.

Hunter has proved himself a competent leader,

so Dante puts the unwanted pressure of leadership on to Gatenby.

Ex-boxer Gatenby hung up his gloves undefeated in early 2015.

I'm built like a Jack Russell with the heart of a lion.

He was nearly down and out in hand-to-hand combat

with a damaged knee.

I fear it's not going to last two minutes.

- Do you want to withdraw? - No, no. Let's carry on with it.

I don't know how far I'll get, but no matter how much pain

or whatever hurt I'm in, I will not give up.

But leading his team in the race to make a stretcher

is out of Gatenby's comfort zone.

That's going to hurt the back of the casualty

if he has back injuries.

Twist at the bottom, OK, and create some knot.

You need to control your team, because you are the team leader.

Try it out, yeah. We know what we're doing.

Ah, jackets, boys! Jackets.

Swapping leaders is part of Navsog training,

simulating an officer's death or injury during operations.

Team leader, come here.

You're not doing your job. Hit the water.

OK, get back here, get back here.

OK. I need you to do your job, command your team, is that clear?

- Yes, sir. The strongest on the log, yeah? - Lift!

With the stretcher made of their coats,

they carry the 50-kilo casualty off to the next check point...

..together with the 180kg log.

40 minutes into the race,

the red team are lagging behind and the leader, Parrish, is lost.

What are we doing?

Guys, we're just looking at the map!

Guys, this is really heavy!

Second-last in the race to meet Dante,

50-year-old Parrish has failed to make an impression.

So out of these four, the weakest?

- Parrish. - This is natural selection.

If I was to describe myself in three words -

full of insecurity.

As an endurance athlete who's swum the Channel,

Parrish is used to training on his own.

But leading a combat unit is something new.

You think over here?

When weight-lifting coach Steggle spots the dummy,

he immediately takes control.

I've got my hand up. Come on, guys.

Don't walk in my back, mate, so they can see me.

- This is the stream. - Yeah.

Get the casualty out.

We're going to get a sleeve each, we're going to knot it.

Literally an over under and an under over.

As more confident team members get on with making the stretcher,

Parrish looks vulnerable for an early exit.

I can't visualise exactly what you mean

so you start organising how this looks to you.

- Parrish, they got... - Sorry, can I speak, please?

- Underneath. Underneath. - Did my suggestion make any sense?

Yeah, perfect.

OK, everybody. Everybody, you, you stay here.

All of your team stay there, sit down.

You're not doing...

- You're not doing any good. - OK.

Disciplining teams in cold water is standard Navsog practice.

- Think about this. - OK.

OK. Well, brief them what to do.

And punishing the team puts extra pressure on Parrish.

Dante is testing his decision making.

OK, guys.

We need to think about this quickly cos you're sitting in the water.

- Come on then. - Yes, we know that!

Let's go and work out what you want to do as a stretcher.

You tell us what to do!

Calm down. OK, we have to use the jackets.

- How many poles are you going to use? - We'll need...

We're going to need potentially two or four, Danny?

Put the two poles through each arm of the jacket

and the jacket itself becomes then the stretcher.

Let's try that idea first and get out the water.

- Come on. - Do it now, do it now.

I feel a little bit sorry for Parrish,

pushed into a role that doesn't come naturally to him

so he's... I think he's definitely struggling there.

And Dante's not going to let Parrish escape the team punishment.

Just lie down and go back.

OK, come back here, Parrish.

- Yes, sir. - OK, go down. - OK.

I need you to prove yourself.

I don't want to see you be the virus again.

I suspect I might have a couple of long days ahead of me.

Always best not to be noticed.

Blown that, then.

It looks like Dante has found his virus already.

Parrish has made such a bad impression. Gatenby too.

He's had a soaking, but at least he managed to lead his team away first.

Say when you want to stop, please.

Gatenby's team has successfully made a stretcher

out of coats for the 50-kilo casualty.

But with five recruits now stuck on the log full time,

the exercise is showing up who is and who isn't pulling their weight.

Hellard, you are doing fuck all on that log.

Don't think you can sit there and do fuck all on that log

and I'm not going to notice.

Get hold of some of that weight and help your teammates.

I am, sir.

Hellard's singing voice made popular during the Navy Seals phase.

♪ Without saying a word ♪

♪ You can light up the dark... ♪

But he was spotted by Itay as a potential weak link.

Hellard, I don't think so. He'll never be a real sergeant.

He's a little too soft.

I'd lose an arm wrestle to most grannies,

but I do think I'm tough enough to be in the Special Forces.

That's why I'm doing this,

to show that actually it's about mental willpower.

This side is hanging out there.

When the blue team nearly drop the casualty,

it's a chance for Dante to see how much difference Hellard is making.

Let's put the head in.

OK, you're not taking care of the casualty well,

so let's change that with a real person.

Hellard, come here.

Hellard, you will be the one lying there.

Makes it interesting, means it's more weight for us on the log.

Just psychology. They're trying to shift the goal posts on us.

We started off playing football and now we're playing Aussie rules.

Might as well get a nap.

Well done, guys.

With four, not five, on the log,

there's increased pressure on Lacey's injured calf

as the blues race to the next check point.

And even Hunter, a coal carrying champion, is feeling it.

Tough. Very tough. I'm at me limit now.

I don't know how much of this I can take. It's just horrible.

- Oh, fuck. My shoulder. - Left, right, left...

Meanwhile, the red team have finally made the stretcher

and are 15 minutes behind blue.

My shoulders are already screwed from yesterday.

OK, drop load. And down.

Dante has put frontrunner Steggles in charge,

after sacking Parrish for his poor performance.

Well done so far. Fantastic.

Very quickly what we're going to do - listen, don't talk,

just look at me, eyes on me -

it's roughly along this road 150 metres. That makes sense?

Same chaps on the log. Us three, we'll be on the stretcher.

If everyone is happy with that say, "Yes, Lee."

Yes, Lee.

OK. Let's get going.

We're running a little bit behind.

I think Steggles has just taken over now.

In order to get the job done, I think we need a strong leader.

I want to hear a "Hell, yes." if you want to win this task.

- One, two, three... - Hell, yes!

Thank you.

Uneven ground, uneven ground.

The blue team's lead has dropped to seven minutes

as they find the next check point

and Hellard is released from the stretcher.

As in the real Navsog search and rescue test,

recruits must find a military cache...

Help me carry it. Help me carry it.

..a hidden boat and a pump waiting to help them evacuate the casualty.

Pull it back, spread it out.

But they haven't looked for the pump.

Come on, everyone. Find a point and start blowing into it.

It's coming out. It's blowing out of here.

It's cos it's not sealed.

It's strange. They managed to find the boat,

but they're blowing it up with their mouths.

It's going to take ages.

Dante decides it's time for a new leader

and wants to see if the injured Lacey

can keep his cool under pressure.

Can't you see you're missing something?

That you need to blow that up?

Come on. Use your common sense, man.

There's got to be something else that I'm missing like a pump.

There's got to be a pump somewhere.

- Lacey? - Yes. - What are you missing?

- I'm missing a pump. - OK.

There's a price to pay for a little help.

OK, do 20 push-ups more, because I gave you the pump.

Go.

One, two, three...

Move, move, move, move!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Three, two, NEXT!

Navsog trainees practise teamwork, carrying rafts up to 10km.

Straight on your shoulders. Everyone all right, yeah?

Lacey just has to lead his team 200 metres to the river,

but Hellard is struggling.

You go in there and I'll jump out. Ready?

- OK. - Go, go, go, go.

- Call it when you're ready. - Yep, ready.

Ah, that's better. Thanks, man.

I'm just too tall to be in the middle.

I've found a boat!

Under Steggles' leadership, the red team are catching up with the blues.

Danny, you are in charge of scouting and finding a pump.

- Let's just get this undone first. - "Steggles is a good leader".

I think we've all got a lot of respect for him.

He's strong and he's a nice guy.

We've found one.

Guys, guys, guys.

After spotting the other team's abandoned pump,

they're hoping to make up more time.

OK, go. Yeah, it's going. I can hear it.

Just get it in the water.

Keep going. Walk the boat out.

Arriving at the river, the blue team have to transport their casualty

500 metres to the end of the race.

Stroke. Stroke.

Down boat, in three, two, one. Down boat.

With Dante swapping Steggles for Miller,

the reds now have the blue team in their sights.

OK we are going to paddle pretty hard.

Front and centre move. Move.

Miller was picked out as class leader during the Navy Seals phase.

OK, guys, listen in. I want...

She's been consistently strong ever since.

If you follow, give me a "Boo-yah!"

Boo-yah!

I see them.

Let's go get them.

With her now in charge of the red team, they may be in with a chance.

Stroke. OK, harder left.

But Parrish has been put in charge of steering.

Left, OK, now all stroke.

And a left straight.

Left, I mean, hard right.

Not left, sorry.

You can see their direction just keeps on zigzagging.

There's no leadership. They're not doing it together.

Three, two, one, go. Three, two, one, go.

As the blues bring the casualty safely to shore,

Lacey's team are triumphant.

OK, drop it down. Straight down in front of me.

When the reds cross the line 14 minutes later,

they've lost all the time they made back under Steggles.

One, two, three, lift. OK, and just hold it there.

For both teams, it's been a tough morning.

Hellard thought he was going to get away with coasting,

Dante spotted him.

For the red team, Steggles really shone,

but Dante seems to think that Parrish is dragging the team down.

Recruits grab some rations while they can -

a tin of tuna with 150 calories.

Oh, I hate tuna.

I have to chuck, like, half a jar of mayonnaise in it.

Hellard is concerned about his shoulder.

This shoulder here is, is pretty ruined

and the staff was having a go at me.

And despite his storming job on the log all morning,

medics are seriously worried about the state of Lacey's calf.

I'm just going to squeeze that calf just to make sure

that your Achilles is still...

OK, right, we won't do it again if it's hurting.

All right. OK, look, we're in a bit of a pickle, aren't we?

So shall we take a wander away from, from the guys and, erm,

have a chat about what we're going to do about it?

The medics believe that Lacey may have torn a muscle in his calf.

- There is only one option left. - That's the problem, isn't it?

You haven't got the opportunity not to put major pressure through it

so I think, from a medical point of view,

it's probably safer that we withdraw you from the competition,

erm, as a result of that injury.

- See you, son. - See you later, bruv.

Take care, mate. See you soon, yeah.

I did say, "Can I just dose up on pain killers and just carry on?"

And they just said,

"If you do that, you're going to have permanent damage."

Take care. Unlucky.

I thought I could come here and win the whole competition

and I still feel that.

Erm, that's why I didn't want to go.

Me dad passed away from cancer

so it would have been nice to make him proud

Just choked to be going, but there you go.

Come on, get tidy in twos. Teams of two.

Medical checks completed, Dante's tormenting continues,

which starts, as always, with press-ups.

OK, recruits. Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

OK, guys, are you all listening to me? Down, up, one...

Once again, Steggles leads the group, but not everyone can keep up.

- Down, up. - 19.

- Down, up. - 20.

Because Hellard is not doing it properly, another ten.

I can see you, Hellard. Do it properly.

I thought it was, staff. Sorry, staff.

Hellard, suck it up. Down, up.

Hellard, lower!

Down, up, two.

Hellard, push yourself.

Down, up, three.

- Down, up. - Hellard. Push it up. Halt. Everybody halt.

It's just ten push-ups, Hellard, and you cannot do it.

- Sorry, sir. - You want to quit?

No, sir.

OK, another ten.

Down, up. Come on.

Hellard, you've got this.

Driver, get down to the floor and release your hands.

OK, another ten again, because Hellard cannot do it.

Everyone up. One more.

One more, Hellard. OK, another five.

- Fucking hell, guys! - Another five!

- Down, up. - One.

- Down, up, louder. - Two.

- Louder! Down, up. - Three!

- Louder. Down, up. - Four.

- Down, up. - Five.

On your feet.

Get in line.

After once again showing physical weakness,

Hellard will need to prove himself to Dante this afternoon.

Now the search and rescue continues

with an obstacle course to increase pressure on the recruits...

We've divided you equally.

And Dante wants to change the team dynamic.

So what I'm going to do now is I'm going to swap the teams.

Parrish, Spicer and Martlew join the winning blue team

with Martlew as leader.

As a world-class obstacle course racer, this should be her event,

but she struggled as a leader during the Yamam phase.

Lacey, do you want to...? Do you want to take over?

Just be confident that what you say goes.

Ready? Off you go.

Wait! Steady, steady.

Stop. Halt. Wait, wait, wait. OK.

The teams have to race across the course

without the 180-kilo logs touching the ground

or the obstacles and as always, Dante is watching.

I've got front, I've got front. I've got weight at front.

Yeah, look at Spicer. He's saying I got back,

I got front and then he's not even carrying anything.

- Yeah, I've got front support. - Move back. Move back.

Yesterday, Spicer missed out on a tough final challenge

due to an injury.

He's been trying to show

his commitment to his teammates ever since.

Take it easy, man. Come on.

Stop feeling guilty about yesterday.

I've got supporting back, guys.

The new team dynamic is doing its job

and has revealed another weak link for Dante.

He's a danger for the team, because he creates confusion.

He steals authority.

Yeah, we're coming back. We're coming back.

OK. Yeah, jumping off.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't do that again. Don't do that again.

The red team may be trailing,

but they're making steady progress under Anderson's calm leadership.

This is nice, guys, well done.

Get a little conveyor belt going.

But as they head to the end of the course,

what the teams don't realise is Dante has a painful

and frightening Navsog speciality waiting for them.

Take your helmet off and you're going to pick up a mask.

Recruits have to fill a mask with water

and run with it on their faces,

making it difficult to see and breathe.

OK, everybody, go through me so that I can see these have water.

OK, you have water.

Navsog use the exercise to condition combat divers

not to panic under water.

Breathe in your mouth. Relax, breathe in your mouth.

I feel like I'm drowning.

I feel like I'm drowning.

In training, Navsog divers run 5km in masks filled with salt water.

Yeah, trying to breathe and talk through my mouth. That's horrible.

If you're down in the water, you shouldn't panic.

You should love water.

If they finish, I think they're going to grow gills already.

Now the stretcher comes back into play,

as both teams carry their 50kg casualty...

Keep it going.

..and 180-kilo log to the next check point.

Under Martlew, the blue team is first away

with stretcher and log.

Argh... I need to switch.

I'm sliding back, I'm sliding back.

- OK, change shoulders. - Rest there, rest there, rest there.

- OK. - When you put your hand out like this,

and you can just about see a blob, a pink...

- It's really irritating to the eyes as well. - Yeah.

The pain of the challenge plus their inability to see

are causing problems.

Oh, shit. Hold on.

I'm walking into stinging nettles here.

With the search and rescue operation going on for three hours,

Dante wants to see which recruits have the mental focus

to complete the mission.

Keep going. Keep going.

The recruits don't realise it,

but their judgment is about to be tested.

For the last task, they have to travel to the final checkpoint

and signal for evacuation by starting a fire.

Once I'm confident I know where we're going...

Dante singles out Hellard to show what he can do as leader.

So we know how to get there from here?

- Are we happy to go? - Are we allowed to go?

Is it straight across the field or are there better paths?

But in their haste, the reds set off without one crucial team member.

They forgot the dummy.

They've been carrying this thing around all day

and the minute when they need to evacuate it, they left him by river.

That's a basic error, isn't it?

The reds are the first to find the final checkpoint.

It's fine, we can light a fire.

- Who's the team leader? - Yes, sir.

Hellard, you're going to do a medical evacuation

but you don't have the casualty.

OK, so, sir, do we need to give a body for the casualty?

Of course, this is a medical evacuation.

Right, stop what we're doing. We've got to go get the body.

The blues are arriving also empty-handed.

- That's it. We're here. - Where's the casualty?

This is a medical evacuation and you don't have the casualty.

I just sent back the two teams.

They're tired and they are in pain and they made a mistake.

I'm not really impressed with that.

The blue team leave their secret weapon behind to start the fire.

Had to go with my son on a little survival course

and I learnt how to make one then without matches.

OK. Gently, gently.

It's going. Come on, come on, you...

After half an hour...

Dante has seen enough.

Everybody, gather round.

OK, my instructions were so simple.

Make a fire and there's no fire yet

and then the casualty I think already bled out.

So I think both of your teams failed.

Fall out.

So close. I was so close to redeeming myself

in the eyes of my team after this morning's fiasco,

but alas, it wasn't to be.

OK, we're round to the right. Right wheel.

You've got to feel sorry for Parrish and Hellard.

That is not the afternoon that they was after.

Dante's also picked up on Spicer.

I think he's trying to maybe win his teammates over after yesterday,

but Dante is far from convinced.

Quick march. Left, right, left, right, left, right.

It's the end of the first day but Parrish, Hellard and Spicer

still need to impress Dante in this evening's final test,

based on Navsog's hell blast ceremony.

Sprint to your tents and retrieve your metal mugs. Go.

Will they suffer for the team or prove themselves as the weak link

Dante has been looking for?

The ceremony starts with a foul-tasting drink

made with fish and soy sauce.

Just don't throw up.

That's awful. That is awful.

- And what happens if people refuse? - They're going to go back home.

- It's as simple as that. - Simple as that.

Welcome to hell blast.

Come to the front and fill your cup.

Drinking the liquid is the test of obedience

all Navsog recruits face before graduation.

Bottoms up.

Come on, guys, bottoms up.

Spicer, you're cheating.

Come on, Parrish, finish it.

Don't throw up, Parrish.

I want everybody to put their cups on their head when they're finished.

OK, I forgot, good evening!

Good evening.

Get ready for press-ups.

The original test mixes exercise and alcohol

with drinking penalties for the losers.

I want the teams to do a competition of push-ups.

Ready?

Go. Until one gives up.

Down, up, one.

The task is about pushing yourself to protect your team.

Down, up, three. Down, up, four.

Down, up, five. Down, up, six. Down, up...

It's Hellard who is the first to break.

- Down... - Halt.

On your feet, because Hellard gives up.

Red team, go and fill your cups there.

Hurry up, hurry up.

And now the whole team is punished.

Why are you giving up?

I'm not giving up, sir.

You're pulling them down.

They're going to drink the nasty stuff because of you.

I will drink all of their drinks, sir.

OK. OK, everybody drink.

No-one cheats.

Hellard, come here in front.

OK, do a push-up properly.

Yes, sir.

I'm going to give you a last chance.

If you can do 50 push-ups, you're going to stay.

And if you cannot, you'll go.

- I cannot do 50 push-ups, sir. - Do it.

- You're not even trying. - Come on, David. Come on!

You're not even trying.

One... Two...

You're going to hit your face on the floor.

Come on, David!

- Goddamn it. - OK, come here.

You need to go home now.

- No, sir. I apologise... - You need to go home now!

There, it's finished.

You're not pushing yourself.

I want silence in the parade ground. Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

I just... I just feel I've, erm...

I just feel a bit humiliated, to be honest.

I consider myself a strong person.

I don't know in how many battles you'd choose someone

who can do push-ups over someone who can do navigation,

who can manage a team

and who can then lead them to victory.

I think I've learned enough today so I'm going to keep an eye on you.

Off you go.

I wasn't expecting that. I'm not sure Hellard was either.

These guys are going to have to be at the top of their game

and Parrish, he's going to have to watch out tomorrow.

I thought I was definitely going.

I thought the whole thing was, you know, I'm the virus.

He's been calling me that.

So he wants to find out... Yeah, I thought, you know,

I accepted that I was going.

15 hours on duty and they're not finished yet.

Knock, knock.

OK, lads. Dinner. Get in there, we'll have your meal

and then we'll do a check.

Make sure your weapons are secured and you know where they are

and there's not just shit lying around.

Dinner is a chance to remember a fallen comrade.

Hellard stood up there, in Hell and sang Ronan Keating.

- Boo-yah! - Boo-yah.

Long live Hellard. To Hellard.

Hellard's one of the people that should be there in the final.

If there's five in the final, he should be there.

And I thought it was frigging disgusting.

I'm really annoyed at myself for not standing up and giving it back.

It's the morning of day six.

16 recruits remain.

OK, get up, everybody.

I'm just doing my duties, getting everyone ready.

This morning, staff have appointed Steggles camp leader.

Guys. Let's look at the toilet. Let's look at the showers. Guns.

With transport waiting to take the recruits to the next challenge,

there's no time for stragglers.

I need it all tidy as well.

I want it all laid out like, erm, like it was going to get inspected,

which it is. Nothing on the floor, like, tidy as you can.

I think it's fair to say

that I have started to be able to sort my shit out.

My admin has improved 3,000%.

I'm feeling proud of myself this morning.

Quick march. Left, right, left, right.

But how many of our 16 recruits will make it back to base?

For the second day, Dante from the Philippines will test the recruits.

So many of our recruits are endurance athletes

so today is the first chance that they'll be able

to show what they're made of.

Recruits have to swim round an island

then run 15km back to base camp.

It's based on Navsog's Ironman circuit,

designed to find the ultimate recruit.

With Hellard's shock departure last night, the recruits now know

Dante will eliminate anyone on the spot he thinks shows weakness.

If yesterday is about teamwork, today is about individual endurance.

So no more hiding.

So those guys who were not navigating yesterday

and just depending on their teammates,

I hope you can find your way back home.

- Get life jackets. - Go, go, go.

Quiet man Bent has a score to settle.

I want to be ahead of all the people who are becoming army types

and barking orders and this sort of stuff. I want to be ahead of them.

Go!

The recruits have to swim 400 metres breaststroke in full kit.

Real Navsog trainees don't use life jackets,

but they swim in tropical water at 30 degrees.

But the water in the lake is a chilling 15 degrees,

making hyperthermia a serious risk.

Medical boats are on stand-by to pull anyone out in trouble.

Just two minutes into the race, Francis is already struggling.

I see Francis here, he's coming back already.

He's got one of the safety canoeists bringing him back.

What's happened? What's happened?

I don't know. I was just getting pains, pain in my chest

and I was... I couldn't breathe.

In the heating tent, medics give Francis a thorough check over.

I started to get a pain in my chest and then I started to panic, you know.

Obviously couldn't breathe properly. I'm fine now.

Medics have ruled out hyperthermia,

but with Francis failing to complete the swim, he's out of the process.

I'm feeling a bit gutted. I would have had a great chance

if it wasn't for the swimming. It was just maybe towards the end,

but I guess you can't win them all.

This event is perfectly suited for those in trouble yesterday.

Parrish and Spicer have both done triathlons.

But Parrish is struggling with breaststroke.

Parrish, are you going to impress me today?

- I'm doing my best, sir. - OK.

100m in front, Spicer is pushing hard in fifth place

behind frontrunner Brassington.

Brassington is first out of the water.

Get your bergen, Brassington. Well done.

The times will be carried forward into the run.

Pleased with that.

Spicer sprints his way from the back of the runners up to

grab his bergen and finish second.

Spicer.

Happy to get out the water at the front.

Great swimming, it feels great.

Bent has done better than he thought.

Yeah, really happy, actually. I think I'm seventh in.

For the man who swam the Channel, it's a disaster.

- Feeling strong? - Erm, no.

- Come on. - I'm knackered, mate.

I'm not sure that's the right mindset

he wants to take into after this.

I think he's got something to prove to Dante.

And there's another surprise, Steggles comes in 13th out of 15.

Don't look like he enjoyed that, Steggles.

It was good. Slow, it was slow.

Coming in last place, Gatenby spent almost twice as long

in the cold water as Brassington.

His confusion could be an early warning sign of hypothermia.

Well done, mate.

Get in, get dry, get out and get on the bus.

Dry off. Come on, help yourself. Get moving.

The dazed recruits need firm direction from the med team

trying to stop mild symptoms turning into something more serious.

I felt so bad. I thought I was going to drown.

That was a real gutsy performance from Gatenby

but I'm not sure what Dante is going to make of him coming last.

And Spicer, he couldn't talk his way out of this one

but fair play to him, he came up with the goods.

I want these bags on the bus in two minutes.

It's a tense drive from the lake to the start of the run where,

for the first time, each recruit will have to navigate

for themselves.

First, medics need to confirm each recruit is fit enough to

continue after the swim.

Going to just go round

and take your temperatures to make sure that you're all rewarmed.

Everyone is declared fit

and the first coordinates for the run are issued.

Yesterday the recruits were given a navigation lesson.

This is another bit of mission-essential kit for you guys.

But recruit Martlew struggled and was helped by Steggles,

a more confident map reader.

How would you know if you've gone too far? What's your backstop?

Erm.

I can't navigate very well. It's a bit worrying that we're on our own.

I might not be here tomorrow cos I might not have returned home yet.

This is Martlew's last chance to plan the route with Steggles.

That's that river that we looked at.

OK, I get it now.

Recruits are about to face a course twice as long as the Navsog original.

The 15km run will also test their navigation skills

and stamina, essential for covert operations.

For the first time, they're going to be covering distance with

fully loaded bags.

Recruits will carry forward the time from the swim

so first to start is Brassington, an experienced triathlete.

- Ready? - Yes.

Go.

Spicer, stand by.

Miller C, stand by.

Go! Miller C, go!

Go, go, go.

Bent, go.

Bent is seventh away.

After a disappointing swim, Parrish has a lot to prove in this

final test.

I've got my eyes on you, Parrish.

- I know you have, sir. - Go.

Steggles, go.

Gatenby is the last of 15 to leave.

Go.

A full ten minutes after Brassington.

This is tough, especially after that swim.

- Sorry. - You all right?

Yeah.

Bent, who started two and a half minutes behind, has caught up

with the frontrunners after overtaking Spicer.

I mean, a little bit further and no-one's going to see us.

The front runners soon arrive at Checkpoint 2.

There's four along the route where staff will give recruits

the next destination to head for.

This junction here.

OK, the next grid.

How's the terrain?

Oh, it's...

- Is it tough? - It's vertical.

Is it? You've done some climbing, have you?

You've sweat dripping off your face the whole time. It's hard.

But near the back, yesterday's favourite, Steggles, is finding

it hard to catch up.

How you getting on, buddy?

Erm, nightmare, got a bit confused with what

I was reading on the bus and I've just come off route slightly.

Over an hour into the run, weight and distance are taking their toll.

This is hard work. Just the constant pounding with the extra weight.

Dante wants to see how physical pain

and exhaustion affects their judgment.

I'm lost.

Went in the wrong direction for about 600 metres.

I don't know where I am now.

And Martlew is going round in circles.

OK, your next grid.

Is just up there. I've been to him already.

You've been to him already?

Yeah, that's where I went, I went all the way along there and up there.

Up ahead, the leading group have split up.

Brassington and Bent are ahead, miles ahead. That's fine,

I like them so it's all right.

It's the end of the longest physical challenge yet

as the front runners approach base.

And Bent arrives first after overtaking Brassington,

leaving Steggles and the Army types for dust.

Well done, Bent.

Drop your bergen by the tyres and stand on your spot.

Over six punishing days of training

under three special forces veterans,

Bent has been sleep-deprived, starved

and pushed physically and mentally but Dante has one more surprise.

Just when recruits think they've finished,

Dante will give them one more exercise

to see who gives up.

OK, I'm going to need you to give me 100 burpees.

After you've finished 100, you get one pebble there in the bin.

OK, sir.

Start.

With hundreds of pebbles in the metal bin,

recruits don't know how many they will be expected to collect

and how long the burpees torture will continue.

Dante, what's going on?

It's what we call the sickener.

We try to test their determination

in how they push their limits and how they waste their frustration.

Is this something which you've done before?

Yeah, we always do that in Navsog.

And how did you react to that?

In the first, I was hating it and later on, I'm loving it already.

I'm embracing the pain.

Frontrunner Brassington comes in second.

Brassington, stay in your place.

Yes, sir.

OK. Give me 100 burpees.

OK. Go on, Danny. Slowly, slowly.

I've done some things in me time but this is,

this is the toughest thing I've ever done over this period of time.

I'm hoping the end is in sight.

- Well done. - Thank you, sir.

Miller's back in time to see Ben

finish his first 100 burpees.

100, sir.

Get one pebble there.

Just one.

OK, go back in your place. Give me another 100.

I'm on it.

Not only does Dante keep recruits guessing how many burpees

they'll have to complete, he needles them to see if they'll quit.

You sure you're going to go on, Brassington?

- Yes, sir. - Are you sure?

- Yes, sir. - OK.

Dante's looking for recruits channelling their anger to

help them survive the sickener.

It's what Navsog call embracing the pain.

18...

You really want to continue this? Come on...

19!

20!

We're going to stop now.

21!

- Come on, Bent. - 22!

All the time, Dante's just into them.

Trying to get them to quit, pushing them and pushing them

and pushing them.

If you know someone that doesn't deserve to stay here, you tell me.

Come on, Bent, tell me. Just one name.

- Is that better? - I'll tell you who's strong.

David Hellard. David Hellard is strong. That's 50. 150.

Good. Continue, Bent.

151 for David Hellard.

Spicer, sir.

OK.

Spicer's done well coming fourth

but it's clear he's not out of the woods yet.

Glory burpees. Glory burpees.

For David Hellard. 153... 154...

These guys are already here. Is that good for you?

No, sir. I wanted to win.

OK, you wanted to win and then?

- And then I, I felt... - And then you lose.

100 burpees for that.

200, sir. Permission to get another stone?

Impressed with Bent's determination,

Dante releases him from the sickener.

OK, go take a rest, man.

Thank you, sir.

Hurry up and get in here, now.

Back in the mountains,

Anderson's finally managed to find his way to the second checkpoint.

Right, stand to attention. Where the fuck have you been?

I went, took a detour and went terribly wrong.

Your next grid is 11312044.

Get over there quickly and work that out. You've got two minutes.

Worst thing that can happen is I get pulled, you know, that's

worst-case scenario. Erm, I just want to try and get across the line.

Come on, Spicer, don't conserve your energy.

Eventually, Parrish strolls in an hour behind the frontrunners.

Parrish, go here.

- 34. - Do 100 burpees for me.

- Just 100? - Yeah, just 100.

OK.

As Gatenby finally completes the run...

You look too pale. You don't think you're going to pass out?

No.

..recruits have been under Dante's scrutiny for 36 hours.

After performing badly in yesterday's

obstacle course challenge, Spicer is redeeming himself.

28.

Good counting, Spicer. You're impressing me, huh.

But Parrish still has more to prove.

Parrish, go and get a pebble.

Great.

(This is well worth it.)

Dante keeps pushing the recruits to quit.

We still have a lot of pebbles in the bucket

so we're going to have a long time.

Here's a pebble for you. Do another 100.

200, sir.

When he's seen enough, Dante sends recruits back to the tents.

Go and rest now, get a little drink.

Parrish is the last to finish.

Last two, Parrish.

- Parrish. - Thank you, sir.

You're loving the pain already, huh? Yeah, you're smiling.

Look at you, you did 200 burpees. Loving it already.

- OK, go get rest. - Thank you, sir.

Don't lose those pebbles.

I won't... ever.

Bent came from nowhere to win the ironman. It's like no more

Mr Nice Guy. I wonder if Dante knows what he's unleashed.

But two recruits have been let down by their navigation,

Anderson and Steggles.

And they're still missing.

Up in the mountains, the DS have followed Steggles' GPS tracker

and he's gone way off course.

I'll just push up here a bit.

Yo! Walk towards my voice.

"Yeah, all call signs, all call signs.

I've got eyes on Steggles now. Over."

Right, show me where you think you are.

Where I think I am.

I understood the checkpoint to be that bit there.

That is nowhere near the last checkpoint.

- 20 press-ups with your bergen on. - OK.

One, two, three...

When Anderson finds a checkpoint Steggles missed, his race is over.

- We're going to pull you from the race, OK? - OK, sir.

And I'm going to return you back to base.

- Do you understand? - Understand, sir.

Anderson and Steggles are now en route to the parade ground

where Dante and the other recruits are waiting.

It's up to Dante who goes home tonight.

And who's a virus dragging their teammates down.

Anyone can go home tonight.

Steggles, yesterday you're a good team leader.

Anderson, I see how you're organised, I was impressed.

While you were strolling in the mountains,

your teammates here were really, really working hard...

..so...

..go home.

I feel pretty shit about it, to be honest with you.

You want to kind of do as well as you can in the competition

and you want to stay on, but I've only ever done this once before

so, erm, yeah, I just didn't cut the mustard today at all.

If you can't, you know, work out navigation then, you know,

you can't, you can't be in the special forces.

You go out on your sword, you mess up, you mess up.

- Steggles so far has been strong. - Yeah.

Anderson as well seemed to be getting stronger.

In a real-life scenario, you're going to get lost in the mountains,

you're going to risk the lives of others.

Steggles and Anderson have gone but have the rest done enough

to impress Dante to continue to the next phase?

For the rest of you...

you were tough, you got better. I was impressed.

So... good evening.

Good evening!

Good evening, sir.

Dante has decided not to fail anyone else.

The two which you've kept in, Parrish and Spicer,

have they done enough to turn it round to stay here?

Yeah, they were pushing themselves a lot,

showing me a lot of spirit. I was looking at Parrish and he was

like accepting everything - the pain, yeah.

20. On your break!

You're dismissed.

Parrish has dodged a bullet for a second day in a row.

I did feel I was holding people back and, you know, is that what

he meant by a virus? Somebody who's pulling teams back, but... erm,

I'm not, yeah, I won't quit. I'm a bit mental but I think that's what

Dante was picking up on - just like, "You just won't go, will you?"

The mood in the camp is high but Steggles'

departure has hit Martlew hard.

He was teaching me how to map read.

He never would have got lost if it wasn't for me.

The constant mental pressure has begun to

take its toll on the recruits.

I marked his start point wrong on his map, that's why he got lost.

He shouldn't have gone cos he's the strongest person in here.

But that's his fault for messing up the nav,

he shouldn't have followed you.

It's not your fault.

I don't even want to be here now.

Next time.

Get up, you scumbag, get up.

The recruits are taken to hell and back,

behind enemy lines with Jason, a veteran of the Australian SASR.

They face new levels of hardship.

Welcome to Vietnam.

Everyone is pushed to breaking point.

Do you understand that?

This is so fucked up.

What's this - a bastard holiday camp?