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- "Training and mentoring a section of Nigerians."
- Bogey, 9 o'clock.

"Working in a medical outreach project."

There you go.

"Towards the Boko Haram territories."

What could possibly go wrong?

Now, it was this area where
the schoolgirls were taken from.

- Colonel, what's happening?
- Child soldiers.

I need to treat that boy.

He's a child soldier who kills

and he'd have no qualms
about killing you.

If I catch you doing that
again, I will snap you in half,

- do you understand?
- Mercenary? I make you right, Rab.

- They earn shed loads.
- If we could locate these schoolgirls...

It would be great.

- She knows where they are.
- We're not going off-piste and risking lives.

We're not going off-piste.

There's some of the children that
could not make it into the clinic.

Well, why don't we just go?

Help, help!

Move!

Move!

Adewole!

What's going on, Kingy?

Adewole...

It looks like the older
ones are conferring.

I'm not so sure they're going
to be massively reasonable.

They were meant to be picking up kids.

What will they do with them?

Kingy's there. He'll be brilliant.

Yeah, they'll all be brilliant.

The abandoned vehicle
was discovered here.

- Way off where they were supposed to be.
- From here, there are

- a myriad of roads. They could have been taken...
- Anywhere.

More troops arrive at first light.

Undercover operatives will be checking

all known Boko Haram compounds.

They're not known for
their mercy, are they?

We will do all we can
to secure their release.

If anything happens to them...

I know I'm rattled here, but
tell me it's not for good reason.

What were your men doing there?

You just blew a three-month
undercover surveillance operation

and put everybody's lives at risk.

Maisie, come and sit down.

Rab.

Rab, there's nothing we can do.

Look, we just hold our
nerve and stay calm, guys.

They'll be out looking for us.

Well, how do they know where to look?

Because our guys are a lot
smarter than that rabble out there!

Three months we've been watching them.

He's definitely special forces.

- You need to be part of the solution, not the problem.
- I am the solution!

- You are the problem!
- Then be a solution!

Why didn't you say you were undercover?

What, do you think I
was there on holiday?!

Captain Ogucho...

... I don't believe you've met.

We have eyes on.

At the moment, they're alive,
but this situation is fluid.

Well, we need to alert Whitehall,
make sure they support us going...

The only thing we have in
our armoury is surprise,

so we're going to do this my way,

or you'll be the one
explaining to the families

as they unload the
coffins at Brize Norton.

Right now, they're going to think
they've got 24, maybe 48 hours

before one of our drones locates them,

so we act fast before
they kill them anyhow.

Move.

Hello, Zero Alpha, this is One Alpha.

We've got some big
boys turning up, boss.

Zero Alpha, roger that.

Out.

We're British Army. We need
you to release us immediately.

We're medics, here to help your people.

Whoa! Hey, whoa! We're not
here to cause you any harm.

Muslim?

- British Army.
- We work in an outreach project

distributing medication,
with Adewole, he's medical.

The British Army is not a religion.

That's not like being Muslim.

I'm Muslim and I'm British Army.

Adewole's a good man!

Hey, hey, hey!

All right. Easy, easy.

What is he supposed to
have done? He's a medic!

- Are you OK, Kingy?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Vision OK?
- What are you going to do if it's not?

It's what Georgie always asks.

Tell me you're OK, Kingy.

I'm cool. And I can see fine, OK?

What do we do now?

They're trying to unnerve us.

Look, we keep our shit together, right?

- Don't even think about it.
- Hey, hey, hey! It's me, it's me, it's me!

Peanut!

I'm undercover. A drug
dealer from Lagos, embedded.

Look, I saw you with
our boss, in the village.

- I was in the 4x4.
- Your boss?

- What, that dickhead?
- It's the best dickhead special forces

- have to offer.
- Get us out of here, Peanut.

Look, we'll give it a go.

Have you been able to
hold on to your watch?

- Yeah.
- Right, so, 1700 hours,

keep everyone away from the
back wall opposite the door.

- Why?
- Cos somebody is blasting

a great big hole through it.

- Roger that.
- And, in the meantime...

... you might want to struggle a bit.

- Hey! Do as I say. Floor, now.
- Get off me!

Do as I say, nice white girl!

Ah, leave me alone!

Compound, heavily guarded, 24/7.

Cell, located at the southeastern
corner of the compound,

approximately 100 metres
from the main gate.

Diversionary attack takes
place here, at the gates,

courtesy of Spanner and our friends
in the Nigerian special forces.

We blast our way into the cell here,
we breach when Spanner's got them

nice and busy at the main
entrance to the compound.

Extract and away.

Before they even know we're there.

Any questions?

Nobody lets me down.

- Pig!
- Throw her into the cell.

Boss.

She's coming back.

She's OK.

- Adewole...
- Shut up!

Get in.

- Are you OK?
- Yeah, yeah. Right, listen, listen.

They're going to try and
get us out, OK? 1700 hours,

- they're going to come through that wall.
- What do you mean?

- What, they know we're here?
- Yeah. We stood on the toes

of a special forces op. They're
going to get us, but Adewole...

- If anything happens to him...
- Lane!

Lane, focus up.

Things happen, we sort it.

Two Delta to One Alpha, waiting out.

Over.

One Alpha, eyes on.

Are you boys fully loaded?

Roger, over.

D-Day minus 30 minutes.

Georgie!

- It's my fault.
- Come on, no, it's not, Lane.

I was getting involved instead of
getting on with the task in hand.

You didn't know they
were going to hijack us.

Hit him. Hit him.

Hit him!

Hit him. Hit him!

Have you worked with Nigerian SF before?

Yeah. You'd better hope you
useless bastards can keep up.

We're not leaving him behind.

Ten minutes.

- Yup.
- What, you don't think I can tell the time?

- I'm just checking.
- You've got your own watch on, Rab.

Well, we've got to be synchronised.

Yeah, we are.

You can put my hand down now.

Right, guys, it's time.

Hello, Zero Alpha.
This is One Alpha, over.

Hello, One Alpha, this is Zero
Alpha on the start line, out.

Beta to Zero Alpha.

Showtime, over.

Roger that.

Launch phase one.

All call signs, Alpha One
launching phase one, out.

Breach!

Go, go, go!

Right, everyone stay down.
Richard, it's Captain James.

- On me.
- Kingy, it's Fingers.

Right, let's go.

- What?! We've got to get Adewole.
- Let's evacuate.

- I'm not leaving him!
- On that truck now!

Once I know you're not leaving Adewole.

Our job was to extract you four
and that is what we're doing.

Get on the truck. Get on the truck now!

Move, move!

Now, go, go, come on!

Come on, guys, on the truck now!

Move!

How are you doing, Lane?

Richards, Kahil... ?

- Boss.
- Fine, boss.

Skin of your teeth.

The skin of your teeth we
didn't need those body bags.

Textbook extraction, eh, Kingy?

- I love it!
- Yeah, but Adewole's not...

He ain't going to be
thanking you now, is he?

Blaming you, yeah, but thanking you, no.

All right, you've made your point!

Too right.

I'm not going to lie, I've never
been so pleased to see you guys.

- Mate, there was a moment when...
- Hey, you're back.

- Everything's all right again.
- When they took Georgie out that cell,

that was like a proper "we ain't
getting out of here" moment.

Boss, a quick scrub
up and debrief, yeah?

That's why I want to join
special forces. I'm still shaking!

Kingy.

You OK?

Yeah. I'm just going to
see if I can Skype my kids.

I need to see them, if
you know what I mean, boss?

Yeah. Good work.

Cheers, boss.

Bones, we need to debrief, 0800...

No, I've got nothing to say to you.

Well done, guys. Each and
every one of you played a part.

Kingy, Lane, Richards, Kahil,

you'll all need a psych session
when we get back to Lagos.

Right now, a scoff and an early night.

We want to be headed out of here

and back to the barracks
in Lagos at first light.

Any questions?

- No, boss.
- Boss.

I'm proud of all of you.

Well done.

Why the fuck are you lot
congratulating yourselves?

We have achieved precisely nothing.

Worse than nothing.

Because that Nigerian medic
won't be cheering right now.

- We never should've left him.
- You went off-piste.

This is what happens when you don't
follow orders, you follow chaos.

Now, chances are those
kidnapped schoolgirls

will be secreted away
and never seen again,

and our entire undercover
operation has been blown.

So clap that, you fucking morons.

Peanut, Spanner, on me.

Someone's tired.

Right, scoff and then bed.

Let's move, guys.

I did go off-piste.

I'm sorry.

We'll learn from it.

Boss.

Did anyone clock the look
in that nutter's eyes?

- Who, Bones?
- Yeah.

I'm telling you, he's the one
who needs to see the psych.

You've got to have a bit of
loon in you to be in SF, I guess.

Nah, he's away with the
fairies, off the scale.

Nah, it's needed, I
agree with you, Mais.

- Is he coming back to Lagos with us?
- Yeah, after-action report.

We've all got to do one.

- He's right, though.
- Bones?

Mm.

I've made it impossible now
to find those stolen girls.

I've practically signed
their death warrants.

That's bollocks, Georgie.
You tried to do something.

That's pretty good in my book.

Yeah, all right, he was
undercover and all that,

so why the hell didn't
they just rescue the girls

if it was that simple?
They were just observing.

It's the people giving the orders,
or rather not giving the orders...

... they're the only ones
signing death warrants.

The bloke's a frobber,
Georgie, just ignore him.

He wants you to feel bad.

Yeah, well, I do.

Maisie's right. He's trying
to get inside your head.

He's trying to screw with us all.

That's his...

... power.

Don't let him.

You're better than him, Georgie.

How are we supposed
to sleep after today?

What do you reckon the
psych's going to say?

- He's going to love you.
- Eh?

He'll get a whole new book
out of you and your nutty ways!

I did used to have to see
the counsellor at my school.

- Why?
- Well, I told him I was having night terrors,

like, waking up sweating
and screaming out and stuff.

- Did you?
- Nah.

I only said it as an excuse for
not doing my geography homework,

but the teacher was one of them
that always had to get involved

and, all of a sudden, I was
having these therapy sessions.

I'm a bit worried about
where this is going.

Anyway, I made the fatal mistake
of telling them I could hear voices.

I googled it, and on ASKfm someone
had said it's a good way of getting

- extra time in an exam.
- I'm starting to shake now.

Anyway, before I knew
it, I was being referred

to the child mental health unit.

- Go on, don't stop there!
- Well,

it only took them five minutes
to realise I was full of shit.

They can tell, can't they?

It's, like, what they're
trained to do, I suppose...

weed out the bullshitters.

I thought you were
getting an early night.

Just listening to an interesting story

about Maisie and the straitjacket.

Mm.

Bed. Get some sleep.

Come on, bed.

And no stupid comment, you bellend!

Hey!

I thought they said that
lightning doesn't strike twice.

Ain't this your second foray
into being taken hostage?

Occupational hazard.

It's never happened to me.

Yeah, well, it's my fault.

Or Captain James'.

I was at Sandhurst with that cock.

- You were at Sandhurst?
- Yeah.

They're letting the oiks
in now, what can I tell you?

What, you were in the same regiment?

Then I did selection while he
stayed behind playing Mother Hen.

Do you just hate everyone?

No.

I liked Elvis.

I was very proud to step into his boots.

Well, you're not doing a very good
job of filling his boots, are you?

He would've got the
schoolgirls out, so...

We were told to observe...

... gathering Intel.

It's politics.

What's that supposed to mean?

You know, I liked Elvis.

I quite like you, too.

Incoming!

Guys, get your kit on.

On your feet.

Come on. Go, go!

Brains, Sango. Guys, stand two position.

Get low. Low!

Hey, hold your fire.

Everybody, hold your fire.

Fellas, do not engage.

Rebels have surrounded the FOB,

but they said they won't attack
if we give them back the prisoner.

- What, the boy?
- He's the rebel leader's son.

His son?! Well, we
can't just hand him over.

Well, what do you want
to do? Stay here and die?

If they attack us, it
ain't going to be good.

Comms Room, one minute.

- We're all right in here.
- Aye, but the second we step out...

- Exactly.
- Or the second it goes dark...

This FOB's got a lot of weak points.

We're not going to be
able to defend them all.

Two options.

Fight our way out, or we negotiate
our safe passage out of here.

Call for back-up?

They have Boko Haram
fighters between here

and the government-controlled territory.

They're unable to get through without...

Significant loss of life.

They're not going to attack us in here.

If they were going to do that,
they would've done it already.

They want their kid back, and
we're going to need safe passage.

And we can call air support
from Lagos, but it will take

hours to arrive. They will
just scatter and return.

- They want their boy back.
- And we want Adewole back.

Let's offer to swap him for the kid.

Tell them we need a
safe passage out of here

to a government-controlled area.
That's where we'll do the exchange.

I see you. I see you.

- If you get caught...
- I can't get caught.

I won't get caught alive.

- What's going on, Kingy?
- Bear with us, mate.

Right, guys, listen in.

Once we get confirmation Adewole's
still alive, we board our trucks,

safe passage back to the Nigerian
force on the demarcation line.

That's where we'll exchange
the boy for Adewole, understood?

Boss.

Right, confirm that's Adewole.

Yeah, it's him.

- Prepare to move.
- Boss.

Boss.

- This is getting too volatile.
- The only important thing is-

that everyone makes it
to Lagos in one piece.

How profound.

If we see you with
weapons, we will kill him.

Right, lads, let's get
some water down you.

Come on. Here.

Take it.

Are you OK, Richards?

Yeah, boss.

Right, I want to see how this pans out.

Try to remember that you
and I are on the same side.

Well, whatever happens,
it shouldn't take too long.

Send my boy!

Send him!

Are you sure you want to come?

Cos if anything happens,
I'm pulling the pin.

I'm coming.

- I take it the grenade's an insurance policy.
- Exactly.

Let's go.

God, I'd love to pull the
pin right now just to see

the look on your face.

Prepare to move. Move.

Prepare to move. Move.

They need to send Adewole, boss.

Get them to send Adewole.

Send Adewole and we'll let him go.

Once we've got Cala, we send him.

Have you got this little
fucker in your sights?

Oh, yes, boss. Roger that.

Send Adewole!

Let my boy go and we send him.

Send Adewole now!

Lane, Fingers!

Fingers, on me.

OK, we've got you. We've got you.

The girl...

- What?
- The girl, the girl...

- Fingers, get her arms.
- Arms up, up.

Vest!

Vest! It's a vest!

Kingy, we've got a vest.

- Exclusion zone.
- Fall back behind the vehicle.

Brains, Rab, on the boy now!

Just stay calm.

Boys, get them out of here.

Come on. Come on, lad.

Right, help will be at least
two hours coming from Lagos.

- I'm going to have to neutralise the device.
- No, no, no!

- You need equipment.
- It's unstable. We can't risk waiting.

The vest looks quite naive,
it could blow any second,

but, on the plus side, I think
I can defuse and remove it.

Captain James, I'm going to
need you on the wire to Lagos,

a direct line between me and you,

- I might have questions you'll have to relay.
- Roger that.

You, come here.

Get him into the ambulance now.

What's your name?

Grace.

That's my mum's name.

Listen, we're going
to get you out of this.

We're going to get you
back to your family.

I didn't want to do this.

Will you please keep still?

We know. We know, we understand.

For once in my life, I'm
praying Bones comes out the hero.

Maybe he will, just to spite you.

Sandhurst.

I was a duty student.

Bones came in pissed one night.

Gobbed off to the guy on the gate.

You reported him?

I put it in my report.

I'll make you right, boss.

They were about to award
him the Sword Of Honour...

... best student.

So he got it taken off him
and he's blamed you ever since.

Worse.

They awarded it to me instead.

Get the vest off, get the vest off!

- Get down!
- Get down!

Get down!

Get down! Incoming!

- Take cover!
- Get down!

- Take cover!
- Take cover!

Are you OK?

- Yeah.
- Brains, Kahil, cover your arcs.

Monk, get the comms off
the back of the truck.

- Send a ten-liner.
- Is everyone OK?

- Yeah.
- Boss.

It was a timer.

Ten seconds. I had to be a bit lively.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- That's yours, Lane.
- Thanks.

- Hero, boss. Your prayers were answered.
- Yeah.

You're on, by the way.

Sorry, what?

I've been saving this. You're
on SF selection when we get back.

Right, guys. We're here...

... just about in one piece.

Lane, how's Adewole doing?

- He's going to be all right, boss.
- Excellent.

Guys, are you all too
knackered to go out tonight?

- No.
- No, boss.

Hm. There is one bar that
you're permitted to go to.

The rest of them are out of bounds.

Slinky's.

There's also a section of nurses
from the Army Medical Services

out here on a six-month
training and mentoring tour.

Now, gentlemen, please, do
not heap shame on the regiment.

Three beers each, guys, and by
three, how many do I mean, Brains?

- Six?
- Twat!

Three. Captain James and
myself will be in attendance,

along with officers from
the RAMC and military police.

Nobody let me down.

- As if.
- Hey, you know that's my dad's name.

Don't take the piss!

- I like that shirt on you.
- You bought it for me.

Yeah, I know. That's why I said it.

You going to have a drink tonight?

- Yeah.
- Really?!

- Coke.
- Ha-ha.

Did you think you'd
driven me to alcohol?

I thought I might've done.

- You said the army was small, Rab.
- How are you doing?

- Birmingham.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

When you left in the
morning, you promised a text.

Well, I got an upgrade, right?

And your number wasn't
saved to the Cloud.

How long are you here for?

Oh, we're back to the UK any moment now.

- Ships.
- Pardon?

That pass in the night.

Rab, I've had enough.

I'll see you back at base, yeah?

Roger.

- Is that your girlfriend?
- I don't have a girlfriend.

- Are you on duty?
- We said we'd ferry the guys back.

- Have you had enough?
- You deserve a drink.

We will when our tour
is over. Not before then.

- Do you want a lift back?
- No, no, it's...

- I'm waiting for the bus.
- Come on.

Hold the fort, guys.

Won't be long.

You know what? You're right.

I do deserve a drink, don't I?

Yeah, you do.

Go back and get one.

Or, or...

... I've got this bottle of
single malt in my single room

that we could share.

OK, you actually couldn't
sound more creepy.

Oh, come on. Time's short. I
didn't want to beat about the bush.

You're going tomorrow. You're
never going to see me again.

- Right.
- Right, well, I defused a bomb and saved your life.

What more has a guy got to do?

I can genuinely say...

... "It's not you, it's me."

Thanks.

You know, if you change your
mind... the offer's still on.

- Evening.
- Good evening.

Yeah. Right.

- You all right?
- Thank you.

- Kingy.
- Yeah?

- Have you seen Rab?
- No.

What? You don't want to kiss me now?

Well, I just thought, erm...

... I'd better be getting back.

I can meet you round the back of
the scoff house later, if you want.

Look, I don't want to
let you down again, Clem.

- Can't sleep either?
- No.

Well, we saved one girl.

You must have been kacking yourself.

I was.

The state that girl's
nut must have been in,

agreeing to blow herself
up. I don't get that.

Maybe the alternative was worse.

You OK?

Yeah.

I just did what any of us would've done.

I know someone who
would've been proud of you.

You must miss him so much.

You can't ever really get
over something like that.

Yeah, you can.

You have to.

Really?

I miss Elvis. I think about him...

... every day.

I'm never going to forget about him.

But you have to get on with it.

It's just complicated.

What?

Everything. Life.

Yeah.

I make you right there.

If it were simple, anyone could do it.

Life?

Exactly.

I hope you're all looking forward
to regimental duties, guys.

Yes, boss.

Like our kids, eh, boss?

We're not even married, Kingy.

Right, guys.

- Let's move.
- Boss!

I trust you've all read the casualty
extraction plan and programme.

We'll be dividing into two teams.

Each team will be given a grid
reference of their casualty.

- Animals live in the jungle.
- What sort of animals, boss?

- Man-eating ones.
- Do people live round here?

- Rab!
- Kahil!

We need to get him medivac-ed from here.

There's no way he'll be
able to make it up there.

We're going to tab it back as
quick as we can to the RV point,

leaving the patient and the medic here.

- We need to wait here for our men.
- Bandits here.

They see you, they kill you.

We're not safe here.

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