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Ambush!

Son of a bitch!

Everybody remount!

Chen.

Hey, hey!

Freeze!

We just heard something
happened in Sadr City.

It is just a
peacekeeping mission.

LeAnn, what if
something did happen?

Sgt. Chen is dead, sir.

This was a wellplanned ambush.

Somebody tipped the enemy
off to our movements.

And it's usually
the interpreters.

This is citywide, sir.

There's no one else right now.

Just us.

I sent them to the Sadr Bureau.

You let that go, brother.

Let me lead Rescue 1,
they're my guys.

I'll take Rescue 2.
I'll be 15 minutes behind you.

We'll get them home, brother.

I'm sorry, brother.

- Maybe he's still hungry.
- He's not.

Are you packing your
uniform or wearing it?

Wearing one, packing, too.

- Hey, shh, shh, shh.
- What am I forgetting?

Um, my music?

I put it all on your iPod.

Maybe he has colic.

- What is colic, anyway?
- Nobody knows.

How long has he been crying?

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

I don't know.

I think if it's longer than
three hours, it might be colic.

You need warm socks.

Weather Channel says it can down to
the low 50s in the desert at night.

Warm socks.

Any of you guys
been there before?

One or two.

Desert Storm, no action.

At least you've all been
working and training together.

Shh, shh, shh.

But they're not
the ones in charge.

- Okay, okay.
- I am, no warm socks. -You know what?

Here take him.

They must be in the dryer.

Okay.

You okay?

Yeah, it's just the stitches
still pinching a little bit.

- Timing of this really sucks.
- Hey, don't worry about us.

We're gonna be fine.

Just worry about yourself, okay?

You know, in the ancient times, when men
went to war, their wives went with them.

Yeah?
- -I'll go.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, if I'm the one in charge.

Will that be any
different from now?

I'll get your socks.

My God,
he's really looking at you.

He really is, isn't he?

Yeah, that's not supposed to
happen for another six weeks.

But of course, he's the smartest most
beautiful boy in the whole wide world

just like his daddy.

I'm gonna miss
so much in a year.

I wouldn't get to see his
first smile or any of that.

God, don't you start because
if you start, I'll start.

We're gonna be a mess.

Okay.

At least we know
it's not colic yet.

No, no, I'll do it, I'll do it.

Gives me a chance to collect one
of those memories I'm gonna miss.

Hey, buddy, hi.

Daddy's on poop duty.

It's all right.

It's all right now.

It's all right.

- Gorgonzola.
- Thank you. -Let me put him down.

All this going on
and he's still asleep.

Yeah, it's because he
didn't sleep last night.

You think he looks
like me or Gina?

I think all babies
look like hairless cats.

- They do not, Dex.
- How's the little guy?

You think he looks
like me or Troy?

God.

Thank God he looks like you.

- Hey, you know Dexter Jordan?
- Yeah, of course.

Heard you won't be joining
us in the sand box.

Wish I was.

Jordan's our new Rear
Detachment Commander.

Yeah, Aimee told me.

She signed up for Care
Team rotation on base.

Gina, too.

Hey, you mind if I steal
your husband for a sec?

No way, you get him
for a full year.

I only have a few
more minutes with him.

Come here.

You and I should talk FRG
plans for a couple of minutes.

Well, I guess if you're
all ganging up on me.

Okay, but bring him back.

- You got it.
- And soon.

Well, you got a
handle on all this yet?

How's my game face?

Like Custer at his Last Stand.

Two columns on the way to reinforce
him, why the hell didn't he wait?

Standing orders.

Assault through the ambush.

Yeah, maybe he didn't want
his men to see him hesitate.

First thing you learn in Ranger
School, doubt leads to indecision.

- Leads to breakdown in morale.
- It's a slippery slope. -Amen.

Just remember, you can only
fight one war at a time.

You know, Troy and I haven't been
apart longer than two weeks since

we've been married?

All this must
feel really unfair.

Right now, I'm
just kind of numb.

How are you feeling working with
the Family Readiness Group?

Okay.

Sometimes I feel like all these social
events sort of keep us from thinking about

what's really on our minds.

Take care over there.

We'll talk soon.

Hey, Dexter, can you just run over
his foot with your car or something?

Nothing too serious, just
so he doesn't have to go.

Battalion, mount up!

All units board to transport.

Okay, this is happening.

How are we gonna do this?

Okay well, first I'm gonna give
you the best kiss of your life.

You've given me lots of those.

But this one will
be really awesome.

It better.

And then what?

Then we both walk away
and we don't look back.

- I don't think I can do that.
- Me, either.

I love you, Merrick.

Okay, well...

- I love you.
- I love you.

See you, gorgeous.

Anyone miss being
in one of those things?

I don't.

Hot as hell.

I miss the awesome sound system.

Captain got ours wired up for heavy
metal and they stick us in these damn.

Humvees, right, sir?

I can't see a damn
thing past him!

I can't see shit, either, sir.

We need real eyes
on the situations.

Pull around the Bradleys.

They'll need to cover
us from the rear.

Yes, sir.

Comanche White Four and White
Five, this is Comanche Six,

we're moving to the
head of the convoy, over.

Roger, Comanche Six.

They're all leaving.

All Warrior Blues report
to the staging area.

I'll say again, all Warrior Blues
report to the staging area.

I don't understand.

Where is she?

Just call her when we get back.

What if we don't get back?

What are you talking about, man?

You're good, all right?

Just stay close to me.

Maybe she's been in an accident.

Dude.

Hey, I don't know, maybe she's
just out partying, all right?

Okay, I can't listen to this.

See you guys on the truck.

Don't pay attention
to that fool, come on.

He don't get it because
he don't know Tracie.

He don't get what we have.

My whole life I've been trying
to find a woman like her.

Finally I did.

As soon as I'm back,
we're having kids.

Ain't nothing better
than being a dad.

Lancer Two, Comanche Six, Rescue
1 has crossed Alpha on Copper.

Some smoke in the air, but
negative enemy contact, over.

Lancer Two, solid copy.

Will advise Lancer Six, over.

Col. Volesky still in
the staging area?

Yes sir, he's on
with the Red Platoon.

Copy.

Red One, how are you
holding out, brother, over?

Lancer Six, enemy seems to have backed off
a bit, but they just burned our abandoned

Victors on Delta, over.

Can they still be used
as a landmark, over?

I hope so.

Lancer Six, my inventory says we spent
about a third of our combat load

on the initial ambush.

If the enemy comes back in full
force, we will not be able to hold

them off for long.

Any sense of a rescue ETA, over?

I'd say at most 30 minutes.

Red One, we still need your
exact location in the maze.

Can you signal an
extraction point, over?

We'll figure
something out, over.

Lancer Six out.

- All right, any ideas?
- Flares, sir?

That'll work.

- You think it's Chen's?
- What should I do with it?

He wouldn't want
it to go to waste.

Well then, take
it then, Sergeant.

Hey, I didn't mean it like that.

Enough, cover your sectors.

Coleman, any luck?

Negative sir, I ain't got shit.

All right, maybe someone
on the roof grabbed them.

Where the hell
are these hostiles?

Where's our QRF?

You know we have to pay
them for collateral damage?

Humvee ran over this Iraqi kid.

Family got, like, two grand.

How do they put a value on that?

Two grand for a kid...

What's a grandma go for?

Probably not much.

A couple hundred?

I got a feeling payday's over.

Well, we're still paying.

Just not with cash.

Hey, I'm sick of
hearing about it!

How we screwed this up or
the bad shit that we've done.

Just shut the fuck up already!

Jesus, Jackson.

Chillax, dude.

What do you think, Jassim?

It's not for me to say.

You must feel some
kind of way about it.

Go on, man, you can say it.

It's a free country, now.

Say it.

I work for you, do I not?

Jassim, I thought I told you to
stay downstairs with the family.

- Sorry, yes, I'll go.
- Come on.

Listen up.

Rescue's on its way, it
shouldn't be much longer.

Thank God.

We need a way to
signal them, all right.

When we stripped the Humvees,
did anybody grab a flare pack?

I did, sir.

Hey, I, I'm, I know I got one.

Shit, I can't find it.

I must have dropped it.

Yeah, you rained that
shit all over the street.

Riddell, do you
know where it is?

You're with me.

Okay.

Sergeant, what did I
tell you about Jassim?

- I'm clear on it, sir.
- Are you sure? -Yes, sir.

Sgt. Bourquin is in charge.

Riddell, come on, let's head.

- Smoke's getting heavier.
- We must be getting closer.

Three more blocks to Delta, sir.

Burning debris ahead.

All Comanche
Whites, Comanche Six.

Debris ahead, reduce speed.

Stand ready for contact, over.

Anyone got a visual on
the rest of the convoy?

Weibley!

Hostiles?

- No, sir.
- Negative.

That's Route Bravo.

We can go that way.

Sir, that's exactly what
the enemy wants us to do.

Why the hell else would
they block the road?

It's a trap.

We go back around,
we lose an hour.

What do you wanna do, Captain?

Sir, we have to proceed.

Back and around, right, Captain?

We have visual on
convoy, Captain.

Lancer Six, this
is Comanche Six.

Comanche Six, do you
suspect a trap, over?

Bravo is a long way around, could
just be a delaying tactic, over.

Comanche Six, it doesn't
sound like you have a choice.

Is that your assessment, over?

Brother Denomy, is that
your assessment, over?

Roger.

That's my assessment, over.

I agree, take Route Bravo.

You make contact,
assault through.

We'll follow the same
corridor in, over.

Roger that, over.

All Comanche Whites,
Comanche Six.

Follow us on to Bravo, over.

All Warrior Elements, listen up.

I know a lot of these vehicles
still do not have radios,

so I need you to maintain visual contact
with the convoy at all times once

we're in the city.

Now we will follow Captain Denomy's corridor
in, make a route adjustment at Bravo.

Once we are near that target area,
you be ready to cordon on my order.

Gentlemen, at all
times, be aware.

This is a skilled and
highlyprepared enemy who has

coordinated a citywide attack.

They've successfully pinned down one of
our platoons and repelled a force of four

Abrams tanks.

So I say let's be
ready for anything.

Shoot them in the face!

You scared, Sgt. Butler?

Hell no, I ain't scared.

You scared, Cason?

Hell, no.

Give me my helmet.

I was starting to get worried.

Everybody on board?

Yeah, still got
no radios, though.

Come on, we're Oscar Mike.

I'll, ride in the back with men.

Don't mess around, get in.

No, I'm good, thanks, Miranda.

Hey, I ain't
nervous either, man.

I grew up in Juarez.

I'll ride with you guys.

No more room up front, Sergeant?

Somebody's got to
keep you fools alive.

Hey, I thought we were
just running security.

That's the plan, man.

You know, PFC Young, I know what
it's like to be in a war zone.

But I pray to God we
don't find one tonight.

Moving out!

Nope.

- You wanna email Daddy?
- Can I?

Okay, what do you wanna say?

Say I miss him very much and
I love him very, very much,

and I want him to be
very, very, very careful.

- Very careful.
- Put what I said. -I am.

- But just like I said.
- I did. -No, you didn't.

When did you learn how to read?

- I can't read.
- I know.

I want to send it now, now, now.

Put your finger on that
key, give it a press.

You just sent it
all the way to Iraq.

Leann Volesky.

Hey, Dexter.

No.

Can they get them out?

No, I understand.

Yes, yes, I will.

What's
your present position, over?

Still on Bravo.

Slowed down by a
shitton of debris.

We just crossed Route Delaware, so I
estimate two klicks to the target area.

Any update on the tanks, over?

The Crusaders still need
to complete CASEVAC and rearm,

so you guys
remain the spearhead.

Stay alert.

Lancer Six and Rescue
Two are inbound, over.

I'm sorry, Leann,
it is such a mess in here.

- No, no.
- Coffee?

Please, Dexter Jordan just found out
that a platoon's been attacked.

There's one fatality
in the unit.

No, no, no, no, not
Troy, not Troy...

or Gary.

The casualty's below
the rank of Captain.

Okay.

That's all that Dexter could tell me
until the next of kin are notified.

Is the platoon safe?

Not yet, um, they've
launched a rescue.

That means Troy
will be involved.

Gary, too.

Dexter said he will, um, he'll call and
let us know when we it's time to start

readying the Care Teams.

Yeah, I have, um,
I have the list right here.

God, how am I gonna do this, Leann,
comfort the families and help them?

I can't.

I'm sorry, um, God, I'm having a
meltdown, I'm not normally like this.

You just had a baby, Gina,
and surgery, it's okay.

It's okay, don't you
beat yourself up.

Come on now.

Maybe I shouldn't
have volunteered.

I felt like I had to,
because of Troy's rank.

That sounds so selfish.

- Not at all.
- Thank you.

You know why I
volunteered, originally?

It was just to stay sane
while Gary was away.

Over the years, I've counseled families
through divorce, and depression,

and drugs, but never
anything like this.

So we're both in it
for the first time.

I would say that is
comforting but it really isn't.

Everyone says, "You're the other
woman when you marry a soldier."

"You got to accept that he's
really married to the Army."

But it was never that with us.

Troy know how you felt
about volunteering?

He really thought the
fighting was over.

We all did.

So, listen, guys, shit.

Lancer Two, Comanche Six,
we're about to have contact.

Shit!

All Comanche Whites, Comanche Six, we have
contact, assault through the ambush, over.

Lancer Two, Comanche Six,
Rescue 1 is in contact.

Repeat, Rescue 1
is in contact, over.

Copy, Comanche Six.

Lancer Six's current position?

Nearing entry into the city.

Last known location is
Route Aeros near Silver.

- Advise him of contact.
- Yes, sir.

That's got to
be our rescue team.

Cover me.

Go.

Jesus Christ, they're
fucking babies, shit.

God, it's messed up.

Almost the same age as mine.

I'm never having kids,
not after this.

How could I bring kids into a world where
this, this shit happens all the time?

Shit.

We didn't do this.

This was not us, okay?

We did not do this.

Okay?

Riddell, she doesn't understand
a word you're saying.

Not us, this is not us.

Your own, your own people.

All right, we got
to go, come on.

It should be over here, sir.

Right there.

Get to it, go.

Okay, sir...

you hear that?

Focus up, Riddell.

We need those flares,
time now, come on.

Yeah, yeah, all right.

God sir, my God.

I swear I saw
the flare right here.

- You got them?
- Yeah.

Fantastic, come on, let's
get the hell out of here.

Sergeant B.

Sorry, he's asking
if the women can eat.

They're hungry, they didn't...

No, no one moves.

Let them eat.

But the men stay tied up.

All Comanche Whites, keep
punching through, over.

Why aren't the Bradleys firing?

White Four and Five, Comanche
Six, go hot on the main guns,

target the enemy
positions at 11:00 and 1:00.

Comanche Six,
this is White Four.

We cannot identify targets.

We do not have a
line of sight, over.

Comanche Six, this is
White Five.

Same deal, cannot risk fire
without blue on blue, over.

I fear no evil, fort thou art with me,
thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

I fear no evil, movement.

I don't see anything.

Cease fire.

Congratulations, you
killed the laundry.

That's not funny.

A third of our ammo is gone.

We have no idea how
long we'll be up here.

Rescue has to get here, right?

Yeah, and we were on a routine shit
sucking mission and now look at us.

Hey, watch what you shoot.

Sir, did you hear the good news?

I won't have to worry about putting the
toilet seat down all the time anymore!

I got word from Leslie last
night, we're having a boy.

All Warrior Elements, Lancer Six,
we are approaching city proper.

Everyone be on alert, over.

You doing all right?

Listen up.

You all hear the fighting ahead.

As I said before, you got
one job, cover your sector.

Confirm your target and
fire and do it again.

No matter what happens, you don't
turn, you cover your sector.

Yeah, I seen that;
I seen that look.

New blood about to
pop his first cap.

You into this?

- It's not like that.
- Yeah?

What's it like?

We all got this
warrior muscle, right?

We've been training it,
we've been perfecting it.

This is our chance to
use it, use it righteous.

That's what it's meant for.

- That's some deep shit, homie.
- Young's an idealist.

Yeah, bro, you're an idealist.

Maybe, what's wrong with that?

- I just ain't never tried it.
- Come on, man.

Hey, what did I say earlier?

If I see it again, I'm gonna throw
over the side, you understand?

Yes, Staff Sergeant.

If you wanna survive, you'll maintain
situational awareness at all times.

All right, get these seats
up, asses on the ground.

Security out, pick
up your sectors.

That's Bravo, sir.

How are we supposed to turn?

All Warrior Elements, this is Lancer Six,
be advised that Route Bravo is blocked.

Proceed down Copper and be
ready for contact, over.

Proceed straight.

Roger, sir.

No, no, no, no, no,
don't do that.

- What is it, Hayhurst?
- I got a kid with an AK.

Put the gun down kid.

Don't do it.

No, damn it.

What happened?

Don't do it, come on, don't.

We got the flares.

You got to be kidding me, again?

I just killed three
generations of one family.

Sergeant B, we got the flares,
we got to set them up.

Where's the LT?

He's on the radio.

Captain Denomy's convoy's been
ambushed, they're stuck in the shit.

What about the other convoy?

Unknown.

Who else we even got
left at War Eagle?

Not very much, is it?

I don't know what I
expected but not this one.

- Father Pena.
- David Mathias. -Nice to meet you.

Please don't tell me we're it.

No, doctors from the outgoing
battalion are returning to help.

Where do you keep
the blood supply?

- Well, there isn't one.
- What? -And very limited power.

Everything's still
under construction.

- You're kidding me.
- I wish I was.

Well, without a blood supply, we
can't do intensive surgeries,

all we can hope is to
stabilize for medevac.

Right, we can set up initial triage
here, overflow in this area here.

Soldier, I need you to get whatever Humvees
are left, circle this area here, okay?

We're gonna need
those headlights.

- Yes, sir.
- You've done this before.

I'm a pediatrician and up until a
couple of days ago I was looking

after the soldiers' children.

God bless you, doc.

- Step on it, Weibley!
- I'm trying, sir!

- I'm okay.
- Can you shoot, God damnit, can you shoot?

Yes, get us out of here!

The hell's it look
I'm doing, sir?

Assault through,
that's the damn order.

It's wrong.

It's the wrong choice.

We have to abort and regroup.

Sir!

Everyone okay?

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, yeah.

It's dead, sir.

Okay, I need everyone to...

Are you sure I can't help?

The more I move around the
quicker I heal, thank you.

At first they said, "You're
already five centimeters."

So we think the baby's coming soon
but then everything just stopped.

Before I know it
they cut me open.

The worse part about it was I didn't get
to see him for what felt like an eternity,

that everything was just still.

- Are you all right, sir?
- I'm okay.

Get your weapon and
light the shitheads up.

Do it.

White Four, Comanche
Six, White Four, come in!

White Four, do you copy?

Shit.

Comanche Six, White Four, over.

White Four, we are down,
we're abandoning the vehicle,

I need you at our position
now, Comanche Six out.

I can't drink any more coffee.

I'm gonna make us some tea.

Sounds good.

You know that whatever Dexter Jordan
tells us, we can't share it until formal

notifications have been
made to the next of kin.

What about the other
members in the FRG?

Can we tell them?

No, and they're gonna be asking.

So get ready for that.

You know, before he left,
Troy's at an ancient times

wives went to war
with their husbands.

I guess we still
do that in a way.

This is Gina, she's right here,
we've been waiting for your call.

And Troy and Gary?

Okay, we'll get started.

Dex says there's a serious
combat going on in Sadr City.

As far as he knows, Troy and Gary are
still okay but it's pretty bad and

it's gonna get worse.

They are expecting casualties so we
need to get our Care Teams together.

Okay, okay, let's split up that
list and start making calls.

Let's go, everyone out now.

Weibley, if you don't move your
ass I'll leave you right here.

Weibley.

I'm sorry, sir.

We got to move,
let's move this way.

Thank you, sir.

Fuck, hey, hey, I'm
on fire, I'm on fire.

I'm good, I'm good.

- I'm hit.
- Cason!

Hiller.

Keep going.

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