At ease.
Well, let's get to it.
I've never known you any other way.
An intelligence binder.
It's fallen into enemy hands.
It has the names and locations
of hundreds of Vietnamese operatives
working with our military.
As you can imagine, it's imperative
that their identities not fall into the Viet Cong.
That binder must be retrieved and destroyed
at any cost.
Understood.
We sent two Special Forces teams north to recapture it.
They're en route back to us.
- Where? - North of DMC.
Small outpost in the Quang Tri province.
The area's hot.
If the Viet Cong discover the binder is missing...
They'll send a division after it.
Expect a firefight.
- When do I leave? - Chopper's ready.
I'm sending Crawford with you.
Crawford?
What aren't you telling me?
It's chess.
Let's stay 10 moves ahead.
I'm Corporal Ackerman, engineer, sir.
- You in charge? - Of the camp, yes, sir.
The... the ARVN soldiers fall under the Special Forces
who are training them, sir.
Leaving you the tents?
Sir?
Do you understand the nature of my presence here?
No, sir. Your mission has not been disclosed to me, sir.
Take me to HQ.
This way, sir.
What are your orders?
Sir, to assess the viability of this site
as a forward base location,
study the topography, sightlines, threat levels,
evaluate what construction equipment is needed for a base
and to establish a 100% secure
camp perimeter concurrently, sir.
- Concurrently? - Yes, sir.
100% secure?
That is the attitude I must maintain, sir.
A highly classified package is due to be delivered here.
- This has yet to occur. Correct? - Yes, sir...
Uh, no. No, sir. It has not occurred, sir.
To be painfully clear,
if any package, no matter how small,
were brought to this location, you would know about it?
I'm in charge of the camp, sir.
Except for the ARVN soldiers
and the Special Forces commandos.
Except for them, sir.
Leaving you the tents.
Sir?
Dismissed.
Easy.
Belt-fed, gas-operated, 1,800 metres effective rounds.
Hey. Uh, do you need help with anything?
Well, aren't you eager?
- Sir. - What?
Did you find out what we are really doing out here?
They're not building a base out here, right?
- We're too exposed. - Guys...
Is that what that captain... Wait.
That guy is a captain, right? Is that what he's doing here?
I'm assuming you told him we've been done here for weeks.
- I mean... - Guys! Guys, guys, guys!
Please, please. I, um...
I just need to know if, uh...
Have you seen a package get delivered here?
A package? Do we get mail service out here?
- No. No, no, no. Never mind. - No, we...
Never mind. Just... as you were. Forget about it. Thank you.
Hey, hey!
I need to be painfully clear about something.
Have either of you witnessed the Special Forces boys
receive a package to this location?
Mail? We don't get mail service out here.
No. No, not like mail.
And not officially delivered.
- Covertly brought here. - No.
You seen anything that looked like that?
- No, nothing like that. - Well, you know how they are.
They might not disclose something like that
to the engineers, but I need to know
everything that goes on inside this camp, alright?
- You feel like you don't? - Yes.
No, I...
I do not have eyes on 50 men, alright?
So I asked my team for a little bit of assistance.
- You are a part of this team? - Yes, sir.
Yeah, I am part of your team, sir.
Who's the new captain?
He's just a new captain.
Were you supposed to have a package for him?
Never mind. As you were.
- You seen a package? - My friend.
- What? - I need you to get down.
- And grab yourself a rifle. - Why? What do you see?
- Movement. - Where?
Somewhere.
American?!
American!
Your engineers set mines around the camp, right?
Please safely escort our guests.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. OK.
Shit.
OK.
Hi. How you doing? I'm Corporal Ackerman.
- Water? - Water? Yeah.
Yeah, we have water. Sure. You want some?
Um, OK, just follow me. Uh, we got some at the base.
You have to be careful
'cause we've got mines around the perimeter.
So just...
Captain Mora, Special Forces Commander.
My family summers in Lake Tahoe.
Are you familiar with Lake Tahoe?
Tahoe is a term we are familiar with.
Just the two of you?
There were six of us, sir.
Does the enemy know about this?
There were six, sir.
Safeties off tonight, sir.
OK. Let's get you guys some R&R.
Shit. Friendly fire! Friendly fire!
You're crazy.
You don't want to do that.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
What the fuck were you doing?!
I did not order you to breathe!
I ordered you to answer my question!
Sir, he was cleaning his weapon, sir.
That is correct!
He is under your command
so you will answer for him!
What the fuck was he doing?!
Sir, he was cleaning his weapon, sir!
I ordered him to do it, sir. Sir, it is my fault, sir!
What the actual fuck
does that child need with a gun?
That was not rhetorical, dipshit!
Sir, protection of this camp, sir!
He does not protect.
You and your engineers do not protect.
You build. You dig a ditch. You plant some goddamn mines.
But you sure as shit don't fire your weapons in my perimeter!
Sir, yes, sir!
But what you can do is help that fucking child
build a world class shit-eating latrine!
I have it in my possession.
Excellent.
Describe the contents.
I have a translator on that right now.
ETA for confirmation is five hours.
Confirmed.
What type of documents are these, based on the structure?
Maps and lists.
Does it read like a ledger?
Yes.
Listen to me.
Cross-reference the words from the ledger
and scan the map.
Yes, there is a relationship
between the markings on the maps and the words in the columns.
See if the same words appear on the maps in the binder.
Yeah, I recognise them.
This is Trie Phong, right in our own backyard.
Well, it seems we have a map
of potential locations to operatives, doesn't it?
The sooner we get this to a secure base, the better.
How long until extraction?
ASAP, first thing tomorrow,
barring a marine layer or any other bullshit.
Confirmed.
Oh, you missed the move.
Hey, buddy.
What the fuck you want?
Do we help them?
What? Dig a shithole?
OK, yeah, yeah. You could go if you want.
But, hey, make sure you're sleeping outside tonight, OK,
'cause I don't want to have nobody stinkin' up the place.
You already stink enough.
But it's not our call, is it?
We have to follow our... our leader.
Come on, man. What's in the binder?
Wait, you looked in the package?
Tell me you're kidding.
Is everyone in this squad a fucking moron?
Come on.
Let me tell you something, guys.
I don't have a good hand.
I haven't had a good hand all night.
Uh, so if you could, like, trade, that'd be good.
- You trying to... - What was in it?
Words, the letters, and the like, so...
Asshole.
Look, honestly, half of it was in Viet Cong
with some English code words next to it, so...
Like a ledger?
- What do you mean, a ledger? - A list.
Yeah, like a list.
Like why are so many of us engineers and ARVN
sitting out here for a month
if we're not actually building a base?
Maybe Captain Mora is...
Knows what our mission is
once he decodes whatever the binder is.
Hey, what's his deal anyway? Is he... is he in charge now?
Is anyone in charge?
Why do you rag on him so hard?
Gates wants a promotion.
What do you guys think, huh? Gates for corporal, 1966?
You know, I'm afraid there's gonna come
a time when he gets all of our asses killed.
You stick close to Captain Mora.
I'd rather have a hardass giving me orders
than a little buddy.
Take all three.
Oh, hey!
This bullshit tastes like horseshit this morning.
Yeah, I know that's right.
Hey. I like it.
Come on, man.
You eat that rancid babyshit and just do your job.
Oh, right on.
I'm crushed under the weight of your rancid words, sir.
So crushed.
- Ain't that right, boy? - Can I go home now?
What kind of horseshit are we
not gonna be able to shit later?
You know, the thing with, um... with that
is that MREs only contain one gram of fibre, so...
Did you sift through your own shit to discover that?
No, that information was achieved
through something called reading.
I'm reading that your face
was so far up Captain Mora's asshole
that you just sampled it off your nose.
Damn, man!
The ultra-smart engineer has no reply?
In front of your men?
- Y'all want him to roast me? - Whoo!
- Come on, please. - Come on, Ackerman.
Ackerman!
A true leader can out-shit-talk a dumb grunt like me.
- Not before my coffee. - Well, that's no fun.
Fuck! Get down!
Fucking get down!
Get down! Get down!
Take cover!
Arggh!
Take cover!
Go, go, go, go, go!
Arggh!
Get your head in the battle, son,
and get to the .60 now!
Yeah... Yes, sir.
Fuck!
Everyone, full assault! Now!
Kill them all!
No! No!
God! Goddammit!
Shit!
- Clear line. - Captain.
Give me a status report.
14 casualties.
40 enemy dead.
And the binder?
Gone.
Then why are you still alive? Huh!
You fought off an ambush outnumbered and surrounded.
They knew the value of what you had.
Wow.
To be fair, we didn't know if the information was legit.
I need to be in the field, James.
I don't know what's really happening
sittin' behind this desk.
You can do a lot of good at that desk.
The army needs combat vets calling the shots,
not bureaucrats.
Well, this office is full of those.
Dammit, James. I can't know the enemy if I can't see 'em fight.
Tell me the truth.
- They're relentless and fast. - Give me more.
They'll face down the barrel of your gun and charge in,
totally fearless.
What it must be like to command a platoon of men like that.
We are fighting them with engineers, sir.
Special Forces might be the tip of the spear,
but the rest, they're construction workers.
We're up against the clock, James.
Whatever your orders are,
I will not fail you again.
We have any idea which direction the attack came from?
We were suddenly surrounded.
And we have no trace on which direction they left with?
Minimal.
The battle tore up the remaining terrain.
I'm gonna send someone in,
someone who can take care of this,
someone who thinks outside the box.
Confirmed.
This is a new kind of warfare.
Sir. You, uh... you asked for the map, sir?
You've studied the surrounding topography.
If you had to guess, which direction?
Um, well, sir...
Cambodia is that way
and Hanoi is that way.
That is very fucking helpful.
- Morning, sir. - Good morning.
Where's your boss?
Captain Mora is CO.
You can find him at HQ with Ackerman.
Alright.
Captain Mora, sir?
Lieutenant Colonel Miller.
Drummond gave me a report that you guys were attacked
by an invisible enemy that seemed to come out of nowhere.
I'm not familiar with that description.
Now you are.
- Ackerman, right? - Yes, sir.
Let's hear it.
We had sightlines going out 50 metres, sir.
We surveyed the surrounding topography
and had claymores and flares
set to tripwire deep in the jungle.
But they seemed to bypass all that, right?
- Yeah. - Like it came out of nowhere?
More practically speaking,
we were dug in and they moved about undetected
because they're familiar with the land.
We need to find out where they're going.
Where they're going?
Don't you mean where they came from?
No.
Can you track them?
That's the idea.
We need to find them immediately.
Well, that is usually the desire, sir.
I'm not experiencing a sense of urgency from you, sir.
Well, Captain Mora, huntin' is huntin'.
There is a highly classified document
which is missing and must be retrieved.
Time is of the essence.
I appreciate that, sir.
- Ackerman. - Sir?
Get me a dead body, a nice fresh one.
Thank you, sir.
What's with the kid?
Engineer. Very green.
Engineer, huh?
Good.
We're gonna need him with what we'll find.
And what is that?
Well...
I expect to find their subway system,
so to speak.
Your cooperation on this is much appreciated, sir.
Come on. Go on.
Go on, boy.
Come on. Come here.
Hey. Look at me.
Hey, you good?
Alright.
Time to hunt.
I'll need three teams.
OK, boys, let's move out.
Come on.
Not bad back there.
That was you on the .60?
Yeah.
Hey, thanks.
That's where a boot like you will earn the rank.
More importantly, the respect of your men.
You, uh, mind saying that a little bit louder,
how good a job I done, just so the guys could hear?
It doesn't work that way out here.
Nothing can be faked. If I see it, they'll see it.
You short term, Rusty?
Double digits.
I'm so short, I can't see over the dogs up there.
64 days and a wake-up
and my ass is DD out of the bush.
You?
Um, 325 days.
How about you count the months at this point?
Rusty!
Medic!
Cole, where you at?!
Where you at?!
C-team, get my six! Get my six!
Wills!
Move your men to the right. Stay low. Go!
Yes, sir. C-team!
Wills! Go!
Make way! Make way! Make way left! Make way left!
Stay left!
Cole, I'm on your six!
Hey! Left side!
I got two! I got two!
Now!
Go!
Clear!
Right, go on. Go on.
What... what is that?
We're fighting a new enemy.
They don't come from the sky, they don't come across water
and they don't come on land.
They come from the earth.
Flashlight.
I need you to send a message to Captain Mora.
- Pay close attention. - Yes, sir.
What happened?
It's to a tunnel.
Miller said they can surface
an entire regiment through them.
They go on for miles.
Miles?
Did he say how long it would take to cover miles of tunnel?
He didn't.
Miller's plan is to cover above
and send a team below,
see what's down there and map it out for us.
He said subterranean warfare is new.
A lot of unknowns.
Crawford there?
As requested.
So we can expect the binder is in the tunnels.
And they have limited comms...
which gives us a window of time.
Do we have protocol for tunnel warfare?
No.
Improvise.
You got two hours.
What's at the end of two hours?
The end.
Where do we put the pawns and where do we put the queen?
Bishops, rooks,
knights, up on top.
Pawns down below.
And one queen with them.
I'll go below.
Negative.
I need you above ground.
Sir, my experience is an asset.
You're my link in this fight.
I can source a radio man.
Are my orders received, Captain?
Crystal clear, sir.
Speak.
They're kids.
I'm afraid they don't have the stones for close combat.
Then tell them to grow a pair!
Confirmed. Over and out.
Captain, step aside.
I want to speak to Crawford in private.
Stepping out.
Sir.
Crawford.
Are you seeing anything Mora hasn't?
I believe you're asking for a contingency plan
when the two hours are up.
Does a failsafe exist?
It does.
Is it an ironclad solution?
It clears the board of all the pieces,
but that's only a call you can make.
Two hours, then clear it.
10-4.
OK. Understand me?
We gotta get to L-4.
We got two hours.
Copy that.
Let's brief them.
Gentlemen, if I could have your attention, please.
A binder was stolen during the battle
that contains information
about South Vietnamese operatives north.
We need to retrieve or destroy that binder at all costs.
Now, we will have teams covering the jungle
for enemy resurfacing,
but we will have to send a team below.
Ackerman, your team's below.
Cole, you're with them. Cole takes the rear.
The rest of you concentrate on mapping that network.
Sir, what does my team offer, sir?
Jesus, Ackerman.
Are you seriously asking me why you're being sent below, sir?
Yes, I am, sir.
OK.
It's obvious.
You're an engineer and you're smart.
I need your eyes to analyse what's down there.
I will provide a detailed map, sir.
Well, I'd appreciate that, Ackerman.
However, the priority of this mission
is the retrieval or the destruction of that binder.
While that is being pursued,
I need you boys to focus on mapping that network.
And, boys, it's likely gonna be a labyrinth down there.
So watch your topknot.
At minimum, you're recon.
At best, you get in the shit and you save the day
and we all live above ground as normal mammals.
Yes, sir.
We gonna save the day, young man.
Ackerman.
Cole is your ace.
If it gets hot, you lean on him.
The rest of you boys,
concentrate on mapping that network
and get back here alive.
You have two hours to complete your mission.
What happens at the end of two hours, sir?
You have two hours.
Lock and load, gentlemen. Godspeed.
Damn, man. That's fucking narrow.
I'll take point.
I don't mind, sir.
No, that's my job.
Why don't you lead from the middle,
help Boyd and Tommy...
Hey, sure thing.
You ain't gotta ask. Just make the order.
Wait until the person ahead of you
gives the all clear before descending.
Clear!
I'll see you on the other side, man.
These are cool, man. They made all these?
Hey, count pace with me.
Yeah, you got it.
What the fuck?!
Oh, shit! Fuck.
Make space. Pass it along.
Cole says make space.
What's... what's your count to this juncture?
I got 35 metres. You?
OK, I had 40. That's close enough.
Keep charting.
OK.
It's clear.
What's the status?
Mapping the tunnels.
But, um, I think we... we gotta split up or...
We can split up.
Who else can create a map of the progress?
Nevins.
OK. He'll go with me and another.
Give me anyone difficult off your hands,
I'll see to it they stay in line.
Gledhill, Nevins, you're going with Cole.
So, Mera, Boyd, Gates, you're with me.
If any direction gets too hot or confusing,
we rendezvous back here, OK?
Copy.
OK.
Let's move out.
Shit.
Hey, I... I can take point.
I need you to cover my six.
Don't you know that's most important?
Yeah, that's... that's right, that's right.
Hey, thanks for your bravery, Gledhill.
Yeah, no problem.
God, you're a tool, man.
OK, alright.
Mera, I need you to take point.
Go slow and don't go far.
OK, sir. Yep.
OK, Gates, stay on our six.
OK.
Fuck! Fuck!
- Fuck! Shit! - Mera, what the fuck?
Mera! Come on, get here!
- Fuck, fuck! - Here! Come on!
Mera!
What's wrong?
Calm down, calm down. It's OK. It's OK.
What's wrong?
Holy shit.
It's OK. It's alright. You're good. It's alright.
- It's alright. - Can't these things kill me?
No, they... they're just like really bad bee stings.
How you know that?
I read about it.
OK, listen, Mera.
If we come across an exit shaft,
I'm gonna send you and Gates up and back to camp, OK?
- Yes, sir. - But I need you to get up.
- You gotta get up, alright? - OK, get up. Come on, come on.
Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
Come across here.
Alright.
OK. Come on, boys.
Easy, easy. Shh.
Gledhill?
Gledhill! Fuck.
Gledhill?
Oh, fuck.
Hey. You OK?
He's fucking dead.
Fuck.
Oh, fuck. Fuck.
Hey. Hey, look. We have to go.
Look. Listen to me.
We have to go.
Come on.
Stay here.
Nevins, come here!
Check... check them. Check all of them.
Find the goddamn binder.
I... I can't.
- I don't see shit. - Just look.
Hey, I have to...
I just gotta find this thing and I'll get you out of here.
Hey, we'll get you topside and it'll all be good, OK?
It ain't here, brother.
Fucking... fucking useless shit!
Hey. Hey, prop me up.
I command you.
Now!
OK, OK.
Hey, hey, I got you.
I got you, bro. Come here, man. Come here.
Fuck. Oh, fuck.
Give me... give me the AK.
Listen. Listen.
They're closing on in.
Your friend's dead.
Go and get out of here.
Hey.
We don't leave men behind.
That's a command.
It's just war.
I'll buy you time.
It's gonna be OK.
Clear.
OK. Mera, Boyd, I need you to cover our exits.
Oh, here we go. Here we go.
It's a... it's not gonna be papers.
It's... it's like a ledger.
It's bound, like a book.
Mera, exits!
Yes, sir.
- You see this? - You found something?
- It's a map. - OK. OK.
They're trying to find our camp.
Well, write some down. Write some down.
Boyd!
Boyd, I heard something.
- See these? - Oh, shit.
Watch the rear!
OK. OK. Let's go.
Let's just give them everything, right?
- It's not here, man. - How do you know that?
Because you saw how many guys came after it at camp.
They wouldn't leave it unguarded. Alright?
And those shots we just heard, that's our team.
We gotta find them.
Let's go. Get up.
Come on.
OK.
These fuckers need to come out and start fighting like men.
New objective.
We take the fight to them, put an end to this bullshit.
We're in and out in under an hour.
An hour's up, anything in that tunnel is dead.
Come on.
It's better for the dog if we move in downwind.
Copy.
What is it?
- Bunker. - Where?
I don't know. I gotta flank wide.
How do you know?
It's that nasty fermented fish sauce they fucking eat.
Dogs aren't the only ones who can smell.
You slacking on me, boy? Huh?
No!
Alright, let's go.
Move up. Slowly.
Lights.
Alright, we're clear.
Shit.
Oh, fuck, fuck.
Look at the size of this thing.
You could feed a whole regiment.
How many soldiers you think are down here?
That doesn't matter.
We're at a dead end. We gotta keep moving.
- You know where we are? - Yeah.
Then why are we at a dead end?
Because it's a maze.
You find your way through by eliminating dead ends.
Stop.
- Nevins? - Ack?
Hey, hey, hey, come here, come here.
- Oh, shit. You're hurt? - Fuck, fuck.
Hey, where's Gledhill?
They're all fucking dead.
- Gledhill's dead? - Yeah.
Cole?
- It's his blood. - No.
Cole's gone? We're fucked.
He was our best chance of getting out of here!
Tighten up. What happened?
I... I don't fucking know, man.
We... we found a room.
I mean, everything fucking just went to shit, man.
We... we fucking found this room and there was nothing in it.
We searched the whole fucking thing and I...
I just couldn't find shit, man!
- OK, it's alright. - And then... and then...
I, uh... I crawled back here. I got bit by spiders and shit.
Fuck, man. Fuck, fuck!
This place is fucked, man. We're all gonna fucking die!
Hey, we're not, we're not.
- We're not gonna die. - Yeah? Do you know the exits?
- Yes. - Yeah? Then which fucking way?!
He doesn't know what he's doing.
Yes, I do. I know where we are.
- I know how to get out of here. - Bullshit.
That map tells you the same exit that we already came,
the same exit we all already know.
You are lost!
We are about a click away from camp
so we're due for another exit.
Now, I told Mera I would get him out of here.
That's what I'm gonna do. But I need your help.
Please, man.
We've been, uh, yelling
and... and they can probably hear us.
So can... can we move, please?
Let's go.
He's fucking lost, man.
Hey, Gates for corporal, 1966.
Double the space between you.
This is tighter.
Mera?
I got daylight.
OK. Come on.
Hey, you think you can cover me?
- Yeah. One second. - OK.
- You got me? - Yeah, I got you.
OK.
- Friendly?! - Yeah.
- Who is it? - It's Ackerman!
I've got a wounded man! Am I clear to come out?
Hold your fire!
They shot Mera!
- Ackerman? - Yeah?
All clear. Come out.
Guys, send Mera up! Send him up. We're good.
- Come on, Mera. Hey. - Come on. Come on, man.
- Come on, man. - Come on. I got you, buddy.
- No, no! - I got you.
OK, I won't touch it. Here.
- Come on. Come on. - Come on, come on, come on.
Lay down. Lay down right here.
Where's he hit?
Mera, where'd they get you, buddy?
- Huh? Where'd they get you? - My shoulder.
Shoulder? It's his shoulder.
- I can feel it in my body. - OK. Alright.
- Please! - It's OK.
You're gonna be alright.
- Ackerman? - Yeah.
- On me. - OK.
It's alright, man. It's alright. It's alright.
Your boy's been shot in his extremities.
No organs or arteries damaged.
He ain't gonna die.
But his body is trying to panic and go into shock.
If that happens, his life's in danger.
What he needs right now is people around him
who aren't panicking, who are firm and calm.
You're his leader. What do you think you should do?
You're alright, you're alright.
- Yes, sir. - You're alright. You're alright.
Hey, uh... Hey, Mera?
Hey. Hey, can you do me a big favour?
Can you hold this for me?
Hey, so I just spoke to the colonel.
And you know what he said? Huh?
Look at me. He said you're gonna be fine.
So... you're gonna be fine, right? Yeah?
- OK. - OK, do me a favour.
Breathe like you're fine. Alright?
- I'm going to be fine, sir. - Yeah, you can breathe.
OK, you three, take him back to the camp
and report his status to Captain Mora.
- It's you and me, cowboy. - Copy that.
- You got the documents? - Yeah. Yeah.
Wills, take a look.
Can I see them?
You want one, sir?
Here you go.
What we got?
- These ain't them. - Fucking shit.
We missing someone?
Sorry.
Cowboy, why... why don't you take a minute?
Take 10 steps away. Turn around.
You are ordered to breathe. You are ordered to be alone.
Go on now.
I'm sorry about your boys.
Pretty hot down there, huh?
It's heavy contact with the enemy, sir.
Two KIA and now one wounded.
It twisted and turned.
It's a very extensive system down there, sir.
You're just a click away from forward camp.
Yeah, that was roughly my estimate.
- Let me take a look. - Yes, sir.
You do this just by counting steps?
Been trying to.
Is it accurate?
I hope so.
Gates, Boyd,
I need you two to make me a copy of this map.
And, Gates, I want it detailed as this one is.
You got it. No problem.
- I know you will. - Alright.
So you want the good news or the bad news?
How about the bad news, sir?
The Mets lost.
And you gotta go back inside.
You did good, Ackerman.
- You did real good. - Yes, sir.
Get some chow.
Clear.
Hey, hey.
- Fuck. - Hold your fire!
- Friendlies? - Yeah.
Yeah, there's four of us in here.
Hey, you're, uh... you're Crawford, right?
Yeah. You're 'Hack', right?
Ackerman, 'Ack'. How many of you are there?
There's three of us. You find the binder?
No, did you?
Would I ask if I had?
No.
What's with the arsenal?
Oh, we found their weapons storage.
About 50 metres down there, turn right.
Go grab yourself something.
I think we're good.
Suit yourself. There's some good shit in there.
Check this baby out.
- Need a light? - Hey, stop!
It's not a fucking joke, man!
Where are the rest of you? Lost?
There were three casualties, one wounded.
Is what it is, hmm?
Come on. Let's check this out, see what we can find.
Aren't you supposed to be topside covering the exits?
Let's go, big man.
Recon down left, see what you find.
- Yeah. - Ditch diggers?
You're going right.
You and me are gonna hold this junction, chief.
This ain't up for discussion, kiddos.
It's OK. Just be careful.
How you feeling, chief?
I'm great.
Too bad about those casualties.
Yes, it is.
Hell of a thing, sending all you engineers into this shit.
Yeah.
Why you think they put this whole mission on your shoulders?
I don't know.
You would have to ask Captain Mora.
Well, they want you to find this thing,
but what else is your objective?
To map the tunnels.
That's a mission, huh? Draw maps?
"What did you do in the war, Daddy?"
"Well, son, I drew maps."
Wow. You got us figured out.
Eh, wanna know my guess?
- Sure. - Bait.
Send you down hoping they'll go topside.
How's that sit with you? Hmm?
Hmm? Bait.
Less than an hour of map-making left.
Nothing that way. Just a water well and a dead end.
But no enemy contact.
My team, on my six.
Ackerman, you and your boys hold this junction.
Arggh!
Turn your lights off.
Contact! Hold your fire.
Hold your fire.
Hey, what are you guys waiting for?
Whoa, whoa! Leave them be!
- What the fuck do you care?! - He's barely alive.
Yeah, well, then it's a mercy kill...
Hey, you leave them!
There's no honour in killing sick and wounded.
Honour?!
These guys sharpened stakes, hid them in the ground,
and Gledhill died on them, man!
I'm sorry that you weren't there to watch him bleed out!
- Were you guys there for that? - Relax.
Relax? Relax? Is that the honourable thing to do?!
Look, I'm not trying to take away from what you saw.
But this is war, right? It's what you signed up for!
- You think... - Hey! Hey! Hey!
- I didn't grab you! No grabbing! - None of us were there!
None of us were there! That's my fault!
It's my fault, OK?
And if you think it's right to kill these people,
then you should do it, but I am ordering you not to.
It's your choice.
Captain Mora ordered us down here, right?
- Yes. - Well, then, it's his call.
And he doesn't give a damn about us or anybody's life!
Well, Mora ain't here, is he? Ack's giving orders.
Hey, weren't you the one that said, "Stick close to Mora,
"don't listen to Ack," because Ack was gonna get us killed?
Yeah, you know what?
Topside, that's the right call. You follow the vets.
But it's just us down here.
And like I said, you choose to follow my orders or you won't.
Do you want to do this, Daniel?
Do you want to kill these people?
We're moving out.
Go ahead.
Fat fuck!
Sh...
What the fuck was that?
That was Crawford.
Hey, what's the point of the map, man?
I mean, this is fucking chaos.
- Do you know the way? - I'm just saying.
The map's only good for the next person you give it to.
It's so we don't keep going down
the same tunnels we done been down.
Can you quit your bitching?
The fuck is that?
Nevins?
Nevins's gone.
Come on, baby. Come on, Nevins. Come on.
I'm not leaving him. I'm not leaving him.
- We have to. - No, we don't.
- You're hurt. - We don't leave men behind.
We don't leave men behind.
Ack, we either take Gates or we drag Nevins's corpse.
We can't do both.
Come on, man. Come on, man.
You're strong, man. I'm gonna get you out of here.
We're leaving him.
- No. - We gotta leave him.
- I'm gonna get you out of here. - No, we gotta leave him.
- No! No, we don't. - We gotta leave him.
- Gates! - No, I can't!
We gotta... we gotta leave him.
- No, I can't! - Gates, please!
- No! No! - Please! Please, man! Please!
Stop!
OK.
- Move. - Grab my fucking arm.
Go right. Right.
Fuck...
Sit. Sit.
Fuck, fuck...
I can't hear anything!
Hey, that, uh... that grenade came from up top, right?
The ceiling had a hole in it.
OK.
So they're ventilation shafts.
That means multiple layers.
The smoke from here has to be fed up and out somehow.
How big is this fucking place?
Hey, Gates, we'll find a ventilation shaft
big enough to put you in, get you topside.
What about the binder?
Do you give a shit?
Hell no.
I'm not losing you guys.
OK.
Come on.
Good? Let's go.
Oh, shit.
Shit, I think this is a dead end.
We can't go no further down.
We gotta make a stand.
He's right. We fight our way out.
Fuck!
No!
Oh, Gates.
Hey! Hey, hey, hey. You alright? Gates?
Boyd, you're doing good.
Don't listen to Nevins. He's an idiot.
Ack's a good leader. OK?
Just tell... tell Gledhill to do... do what he says.
No! Boyd?!
Yeah?
He's gone.
It's... it's just us.
- I'm sorry. - It's OK.
We got... we got 30 minutes.
What happens after that?
I think Mora only cares about the mission succeeding.
Nothing else matters. We... we don't matter.
Is the mission over?
I don't know.
What do you wanna do?
They died for that binder.
If we finish, it's for them.
20 minutes. OK?
We don't find it, we get out of here.
OK.
But for them.
Not for Mora.
OK.
OK, for them.
Where do we go now?
Up.
OK.
Ready?
Boyd, come on.
Hold on.
OK. We need to go that way.
Um, you take point.
- You sure? - Yeah, you're faster anyway.
I'll follow you.
OK.
You know where we are?
Yeah, hold on. I think so.
Right or straight?
Um, go straight.
- Alright. OK. - Yeah.
Storage.
Rockets and grenades.
Good job.
OK.
Jackpot.
- What? The binder? - Yeah.
- OK. - OK.
Um, let me think. OK.
You turn around.
We're gonna go back through this way. Alright?
- OK. - Come on.
Hey, Boyd, I'm, uh...
- I think... - Yeah?
I'm out. You got any other clips?
- No. I'm out too. - OK.
We're gonna search the boxes when we get in there.
OK. Quiet.
If we... if we can't find something,
we gotta grab an AK.
Boyd, go and get the binder!
Get the binder! The binder!
Fuck. Hey, hey, hey.
Fuck.
Come on. Get up, get up, get up.
Hey, Sam. Hey, hey, hey, hey!
The binder? The binder?!
Have you seen the binder?
The binder? The binder?
Have you seen it?
Yes? Where? Here?
Fuck! Here, here, here?
Here? Here? Here?
Here? Here?
Here.
Fuck. OK.
Fuck! Oh!
Fuck!
Open. Please, please.
Oh, fuck! Oh!
Arggh!
Come on!
This way. Come on.
Boyd! Boyd, no! Go that way! Go that way!
Back! Back! Back away.
Hey, hey, come on.
Please, please, I need a minute. My fucking leg.
- We don't have a minute! - OK, go.
You just go and I'll catch up with you.
What? No. We don't leave men behind.
I left fucking everyone behind, Boyd!
They're all fucking dead because of me!
No. Those deaths aren't on you.
These are Captain Mora's orders,
from someone above him, from someone above him!
You always gave a shit.
Ack!
It's nearby. I was here last.
I lost my... my torch.
- Come on. - OK.
Hey!
Arggh!
Hey!
- Get up. - Go!
Time's up.
They're still down there.
Is that a problem?
We needed a failsafe. Crawford took care of it.
I've never known you to turn a blind eye.
Or fail.
No, but not like this.
Victory is measured in body count.
How do you count them when they're buried?
One by one.
Hell of a war.
Link up with Miller at the LZ.
Confirm mission success.
Yeah.
It's just a war.
Come on, Ack! It's just right there.
Identify yourself!
- We're friendlies! Hold fire! - Who is it?!
It's Boyd and Ackerman!
He's wounded. We need help.
Come on. Oh, you gotta stop eating, man.
Can you see my hand?
Do you have the package?
There. There.
How'd you find us?
His dogs.
Cowboy, we good?
Yes, sir.
You won the hunt, son.
Let's try this again.
We've got it.
Destroy it. Direct orders.
Put the engineer on.
General Drummond.
This is Ackerman.
You did good, kid.
It seemed like it was, uh, do or die after two hours, sir.
We can't let that information get into enemy hands.
If you're overrun before that Huey arrives,
we're gonna have to start this whole shit show over.
Failure didn't seem like an option, sir.
This your first time in combat, son?
Yes.
Well...
this is your one time to speak to a general freely.
What the... What are you doing?!
That is a general on the line.
You will talk and you will accept.
I'm gonna let you go now. Understand?
I have to confirm that they're burning the binder.
My friends died bringing that binder back.
Is there no...
is there no record of what they did here?
Listen to me, son.
Now, I didn't write this and I'm not the first to say it.
But a warrior's record
is not written in books
or decorated with medals.
You and your men...
you're part of something deeper now.
Their blood is in the earth.
They live forever.
Out.
Let it go.
That's not what you take from here.