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I knew we'd get those motherfuckers. Yeah, but those suckers never figured

trail them back to their mother's womb.

Yeah, I bet you've never seen no Marines this far behind enemy lines before,

have you, honey?

Hey, we got a wildcat here.

Leave her alone.

She's not from Kong, Phyllis.

I don't give a damn where she's from. A gook's a gook. Tie her up.

All right, those VC snipers are held up in that village over there, and we're

going to knock them out.

Collins, Turner, take your fire teams into flanking action.

The rest of you, follow me.

damn villages crawling in BC.

Call in the airstrike.

Bird dog to bulldog, over.

There's no need for an airstrike.

Bird dog to bulldog, over. Just what the fuck do you know?

Innocent people. Children.

No airstrike. Please.

Bird dog to bulldog, over.

Bulldog, read you loud and clear.

We gotta get rid of some pesky Charlies across the river.

Be happy to oblige you, Captain.

Lay in the coordinates, then hug the ground.

They're only bandits.

Three booters. Get this clown off my case.

Blue, 1 .3.

Right, 1 .6. Come on.

Hey, what the hell is he doing? Killing himself.

He's gonna be a root that I've been.

A couple of men round up those women and kids and move them to a safe place.

Okay, Marines, let's do it. High kill ratio, no prisoners. Let's bring in that

body count.

I want corpses, not casualties.

Let's show those heathens the wrath of the Lord.

Back it up. We'll do the rest.

Okay, boys, let's take this stuff to its rightful owners.

This belongs to my people.

That's up to the authorities, Mickey Mouse.

We're Marines, not goldsmiths.

Man, I'll tell you, this job sucks.

I can think of a million places I'd rather be than this fucking shithole,

teaching you airheads how to fly.

Well, that's what I like about you, Huggy Bear. You're disposition.

What? Fuck off.

Get in here.

Sir.

How many times do I got to tell you to shut that goddamn door behind you?

Yes, sir.

Have you seen this?

Yes, sir.

Investigation report on Huggett's death.

Jim Huggett?

He's number nine.

And I blew the tupper with him. And that's how I know they're after us.

Who the fuck is he?

Some half -assed, yellow -skinned ghost.

Time mine.

Maybe. But I'm not going to let him get to me. We're going to get to him first.

Now, how the hell are we going to do that?

We don't even know where he is.

By looking under every damn rock. And I know just the man for the job.

Ah, yes. Give me Major Cooper.

Not that know -it -all kangaroo from down under.

Maybe, but he's the best.

He has a master's in forest and languages.

He was head of the scout sniper team in Cambodia.

Youngest decorated vet.

Fucking killing machine.

Besides, he was only raised in Australia.

He's American.

All American.

Yeah, but he sports a beard. He's got long hair. What's the call coming to?

He's undercover from the Pentagon. What can I say?

But we can't tell him about the gold.

Use your head, Pollock. He doesn't have to know everything.

Using him makes me look good with the top brass.

And it keeps General Walker off my ass.

I didn't see what hit me.

Was it a 10 -ton truck or a wrecking ball?

Reef lightning, man. You okay?

Hey, man, you'll have your day.

Oh, yeah? What are you going to do, call in the Queen's Cobra?

One Queen Cobra is all it takes.

Why don't you work out in my cup next week, huh?

Good idea.

See you next weekend, huh?

Hi, Nancy.

Hi.

Oh, Colonel Ryan would like to see you, sir.

Oh, yeah?

Yes, sir.

Tell the old man I'll be right there with him.

Oh, I'm sorry. Excuse me, sir.

There were savage and brutal killings.

I don't want to jump to any hasty conclusions, but the victims belong to

unit NOM, Recon Team Charlie of the 5th Special Forces Group Airborne.

If they were perpetrated by the same people, if there is a plot to snuff out

boys, I don't care about why's or where's.

I want to know who, and you're going to find out.

Begging the Colonel's pardon, I haven't the slightest idea what we're talking

about. Major Pollack will brief you.

Anything for the Corps.

Oh, by the way, Major.

You'll have to trust me on this one.

I can't cover you with a mission order for this operation.

So, uh, you're on your own. If you get into any trouble, any hassles, I won't

pry you out.

Why am I doing it, then?

Hey, don't get me wrong.

This is only up and up. Nothing illegal.

Fact is, it's high -priority official.

But we just don't know who we're up against.

But we don't want to play into the wrong hands. Get my drift.

Yeah.

Nail the sucker.

Target, James L.

Cause of death assaulted by Vietnamese terrorists.

Broken neck, cracked ribs, 28 October.

Took three airmen and a human with him, right?

That's him.

You'll find a more detailed account of these men in their case files.

The colonel feels we can establish certain facts.

Sure.

The killer or killers are oriental.

Two, the area of attack is confined to Southeast Asia.

Three, they don't use guns.

Bare hands.

Brute force and crude weapons seem to be the preference.

There's more to this than meets the eye.

And fourth, they all belong to recon team Charlie.

That's right.

I want a complete list of all the guys on the team. Their present status and

whereabouts. Best they're warned about these attacks.

Of course.

You guys weren't involved in anything funny and numb, were you?

Are you kidding?

They were all grade -A marines.

Why would anyone want to terminate a whole recon team?

There are a lot of fruitcakes out there, Major.

Yeah, maybe.

Besides, the Colonel doesn't want to know why.

Yeah, he'd just want to know who.

Well, maybe that's why I want to know why.

Danger Cooper.

Yes, sir, General.

Understand that Colonel Ryan has you working on a rather unusual case.

Yes, sir. I think you should know that the Corps is not particularly happy with

Colonel Ryan's latest fitness report. I'd appreciate you keeping me informed

your investigation.

Sure, sir.

Hey, Jenkins.

Hey, Coop.

What brings you to the City of the Dead?

You never know.

Dead men do tell tales.

What can I do for you?

There's a few things I want to know about your old unit.

What old unit?

Recon Team Charlie.

Never heard of it.

Hey, don't jerk me, pal.

Your name's on the roster and your mug's all over the file.

I buried that part of my life.

Well, dig it up.

Look, have a heart, Coop.

There's just some things a man wants to forget.

Like what?

I can't.

Coop, please don't do this.

I got myself reclassified just so I wouldn't have to live through moments

this.

It's a matter of life and death. Leave me alone, will you?

Look, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to shout.

It's just... I can't hack it.

Please, leave me alone.

Okay.

Just one thing, then I'll go.

I want you to identify a guy here.

That's all.

Just tell me who he is, all right?

Keeps turning up in the file photos, but there's no mention of him in the roster

or field report.

Must be ARVN.

Quang Nhan.

He might have some answers.

Where can I find him?

Hong Kong.

He's Vietnamese.

We used him in Nam as a scout and an interpreter.

He escaped from Vietnam sometime in 79 with some boat people.

He lives in the colony now.

Aberdeen.

You, Kwong Yen?

Brad Cooper.

General Ryan asked me to see you.

Very busy.

No time.

Just need a couple of minutes.

You better go now.

Didn't come here to make trouble, buddy.

You Americans say that in Vietnam.

You bring death, you bring war, and then you're left.

That was a long time ago, Kwong.

Nothing of change. What if I told you someone was trying to kill all your NAMM

buddies? I have no NAMM buddies.

Recon Team Charlie.

Fifth Special Forces Halliburton Assault Group.

You are scouting interpretive boredom.

A mistake I must not repeat.

Please go away.

I just want you to know there's some maniac out there trying to wipe your

off the roster.

If you change your mind, feel free to call me.

Do something.

Enjoy the pain.

Get your ass over here as soon as possible and bring Cooper with you.

Do you realize the risk you're taking by being here?

I've taken worse.

No, don't.

Why? Hiding something?

Very funny.

Yeah.

Major, Colonel Ryan wants to see us in his office immediately.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, all right. Be there in a second.

How the hell did he know you were here?

Well, what fun is it nobody knows?

Men. You love it.

You better have a damn good reason for getting me out of the warm bed while I

can go, man.

What does he want?

I don't know. I guess I'm upset about something.

Come on.

It's Animal.

The handiwork of the devil.

More like an avenging angel.

What the fuck do you mean, Cooper? You got something to say? Spit it out!

Message is clear.

You know damn good and well I don't speak Vietnamese.

That's what you're here for.

It says, remember Tan Mai.

Where next, Colonel?

Shut up, Pollock.

He's right.

Kong's in your backyard, and he's giving a warning.

You make it sound like he's got every goddamn right in the world to do it.

Tan my.

What are you getting at, Cooper?

I don't know yet, but I aim to find out. You're off the case, Cooper.

I don't want your filthy nose sniveling into my business.

You hear me?

Stay away from here, you half -assed piece of shit.

Colonel, you think... There's no time for thinking, asshole.

This is... a time for action.

Colonel, you think this has to do with the Tan Mai gold?

I told you, don't think.

Nobody knows about that except our team.

That wasn't stealing.

If you think it was, why don't you be a good little boy and give yours back to

Kong?

Just a thought.

The fucking gook wants war. We'll give him war.

Hey Joe, do you want some fun?

One girl, two girls?

No, thank you.

Wow, 20 bucks.

That's the 20 you owe me.

Hi.

Yeah, baby.

Way up high.

Lord of the sky.

I need your help, Jenkins.

Will you come down a little while just for that?

That's nice, sweetheart.

Let's see how you've been.

Look, I've got to know what really happened in Tan Mai.

Tan Mai?

How did you know about Tan Mai?

That's the wrong guy, man.

I had no part in that.

I swear on my mother's grave.

I had nothing to do with that.

I swear to God, man.

Stay away from me.

Well, the colonel told you to keep your nose clean, candy ass.

I'm going to get a food up your ass, man.

You and who else?

Tell the colonel I don't want any more trouble.

Neither do we then don't look in my direction

That's right. Prove how stupid you've already become.

I do not deserve this treatment.

Your greed has made you blind to everything else. Your thirst for

made you careless.

And now your trail of blood has brought an intruder into our sanctuary.

No one knows of this place.

This old man followed you here.

I did not arrange your release from that miserable communist free education camp

for you to go after other thieves like yourself.

Forget this, this gold.

That was years ago.

It was never yours.

You stole it.

Now it's theirs.

You fool.

These empty dreams of yours, this obsession to become the supreme master,

preposterous.

You're here to train my people, nothing else.

Bring this private vendetta to an end now.

I will not have you jeopardize my operations.

We have much more at stake here than a few gold bars.

Take him away.

Kill him.

Shazam!

Oh, yeah. Oh,

yeah.

Your brother, he has become all evil

over the years.

He now teaches the forbidden art

to tell the truth.

Read the sternum.

to a killer.

Now, he is after the Americans

who took the gold from Tanmay.

He must

He must be destroyed.

He asked me to give you this.

This terrorist he speaks of.

I know where they are.

It is heavily guarded, as the instructions will tell you.

No one can get in without being seen.

I must try.

Buddha bless you.

Put him through. I'll take the charges.

There are no charges, sir. It's a local call. Go ahead.

Hello?

Kuang Yen, this is Brad Cooper.

I did not wish to make this call, but I need your help. You need mine.

We should meet.

Copy? No, thank you.

Actually, I never figured I'm ever bumping into you again.

This sensei, he caused our paths to become one.

Sensei, that's Japanese for teacher.

He's more than that, but you will not understand.

Try me.

He is life, nobility, the code.

That is my path.

He also know identity of the phantom you chase.

That is your path.

They both lead to a terrorist camp.

Terrorist camp?

Up on the Kohenor Mountains, hidden from view, the man you see trains terrorists

in the art of ninjutsu.

How do you know the man I'm after?

Why doesn't Ryan do this himself?

You were not in Tanmai.

Why you?

What is this Tanmai story?

I don't want to talk about that if you cannot help me.

I will go.

The old man must have meant a great deal to you.

He taught me everything I know.

You said he was a 36 direct descendant of the Yiga ninja and you fished him out

of the enemy's waters.

We pulled him out of the sea.

My brother and I.

We were only kids.

But he grew stronger.

He taught us the martial arts and the sacred code.

Then he was gone, as mysteriously as he had appeared.

The war came, my brother and I parted.

He joined the Kong.

He is the man you seek.

He is the brother I must kill.

This was the wish of my sensory.

You, here. You too, here.

All right, move him. No, sir.

As you can see, we're totally isolated here.

No one knows this stronghold exists.

Undisturbed, we turn out the finest crop of assassins, terrorists, saboteurs the

world over.

Of course, we're not just talking about equipment here.

We're talking about men.

Primarily men.

Over here we have the comprehensive obstacle course, always a part of the

training.

How long will it take to get these men ready?

We are always ready.

That's the man you're after.

Now wait.

Move!

Move!

Right there!

This looks like live ammo. You guessed right.

Let our useless kill him.

No.

That's an order.

Unless you want to join him.

Hey, Coop!

Anand! How are you doing?

Not bad.

Phuong Yen. Oh, hello.

Listen, I need a favor that could just very well make you faint.

Oh, save the bull, Coop.

What trouble are you in this time?

You know of a training camp or army base of any kind under the Kelly Mill

Mountains? Coop, why don't you Americans understand that Rambo was only a movie?

A training camp at the Kohinoor Mountain?

Who the hell is trying to fool you? Meet me at the turnoff in one hour with some

of your boys.

Maybe I'll change your mind.

Why are you using Miami?

You don't have own people?

Now it's illegal in these territories for the US Army to become involved in

sort of military operation.

What have you got on detail watching these choppers? Johnson and Williams.

It's not a very good job. Get it straightened out.

Yes, sir, you're right there.

You're slugging off a lot lately.

Hey, wait a minute.

Collins, isn't that Cooper?

You're right, sir.

Who in hell is that guy with him?

I don't believe it.

It's Mickey Mouse, our old Arvin.

I want those two shadowed 24 hours a day.

I'm looking forward to some good hunting, Coop.

Place is damn near impregnable.

With the proper diversionary tactics, maybe the two of us can sneak in.

We'll be happy to put up diversions.

But don't be surprised if we'll go all the way to the top.

That may be easier said than done.

Even for the Queen's cobras.

We'll soon find out.

Good luck.

See you there, Coop.

Go for your ass.

Quan and I will make our way across the table.

You and your boys must wait for my signal.

How much time shall we give you?

I'd say 15 minutes. We've got to avoid being seen or heard till we make our way

across.

I said before, this is a viper's nest.

Oh, yeah? But a cobra is the king of snakes.

Yeah, well, maybe this time we'll find out.

All right, men, bring in the other stuff. We'll wait here.

I'll meet you near the entrance of the cable cross.

Bye, Samson.

Six men, come with me. The rest of you, stay behind.

Ollie's getting into trouble, cool?

This trouble's just starting.

He will make a good moving target in our fighting day.

Mudaris will be beat.

Tie him up.

You take some of the men and go this way.

It's the only alternative path that leads to the top.

The rest will come with me.

I'll go around this side toward the cable crossing.

We'll meet at the top.

But you'll need a head start.

Yeah.

That's easier said than done.

Two miles east of Kohinoor Mountain.

It's a terrorist camp.

Repeat. Terrorist camp.

Captain Anand. Royal Thai Army. Queen's Cobras Division.

Requesting U .S. military assistance.

Charlie One, this is Colonel Ryan. Repeat your location.

Where the fuck are you? Repeat your location.

You heard him, Ryan.

Kohinoor Mountains.

Terrorist camp.

And in that camp is the man you're after.

The Kong who survived your... Fucking tan my mission.

Terrorist camp?

Son of a gun, I get to see some action after all.

Major, may I be relieved, sir? Where the hell are you going, Marine? I've got to

get these to General Walker, sir. He asked me to keep him up to date on these

operations.

Hot dog, a terrorist camp.

Goddamn Kong played right into my hands.

Sitting on a powder keg just waiting for me to blow him to smithereens.

We can't do anything without top -level clearance.

How are we going to get him? Simple.

Just light a few fuses, sit around, wait for the fireworks.

I'll be in my office.

Keep me posted.

You took my gold, huh?

What the hell?

Thank you for minding the story, Major. General Walker is trying to get a

mission order to the Pentagon. We're going to level that terrorist camp to

ground. But the General's requested that you stay here to monitor any further

development, sir.

Interesting. Yes, sir.

Mighty interesting.

Sir,

I just got the green light, all channels clear to assist the Thai Army in a raid

on a terrorist camp. Going on.

Yes, sir. I want the chopper and a squad combat ready on the double.

I'm going to go talk to Ryan and work out a game plan before we pull out.

Where is he anyway?

Sir, look at this.

Ski masks, sir?

That's right, and Captain Anon's radio message said that all those terrorist

sons of bitches wear ski masks.

Where'd you find it, sir? In Ryan's office.

You mean one of them's been here?

That's right, and they've killed Ryan. That is an outright challenge to the

United States Marines, son.

Nobody, I repeat, nobody gets away with that. Are your men ready? Yes, sir.

Well, saddle up. We've got a battle to win.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Congratulations, men.

This will be the last leg of your training.

Soon all the hardships that we put you through will be rewarded.

As you now know, your target is a nuclear power plant.

Unfortunately, we don't have a nuclear plant for you to practice on.

But you'll find that our abandoned cement factory is a good training ground

all industrial targets.

Amen.

No! No!

Bleh!

You two go ahead.

What's that?

History.

Collins, take care of him.

Okay. The relief shop is on the way.

So when do I hear this tan my story?

I can tell you a better story.

Over a cup of Marine's coffee.

We've got General Walker on the radio and he wants to talk to you, Major.

That's okay, Captain.

I'll see the General back at the base.

Okay, you son of a bitch.

I'll talk.

You ain't got a lot of time.

All the killing at the bloodshed was in vain.

It's the goal.

We took it.

It was never reported.

But it's all still there.

I can take you to it.

We never spent it.

We were too afraid.

It wasn't my idea. It was Brian's.

Please.

Oh, God.