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Tully Oscar, tully Oscar, snakebite, how copy?

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Tully Oscar, tully Oscar, snakebite, how copy?

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Tully Oscar, tully Oscar, snakebite, how copy?

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Tully Oscar, six, give me the latest.

Six, snakebite.

Missions of us, four down hard.

Requesting emergency extract from strike to hold.

Six, the advice.

We can not continue the mission.

We are adapted to two.

I say it again, we are adapted to two with that...

You two, I want you both up on that ridge ASAP.

We're looking for a Major Wallace.

That'd be me.

It's the new fuckers.

You're gonna tell me where the rest of your stash is, huh?

The Wallace.

S-2, first field force.

You guys must be the field reps I was told to expect.

So where is it, Major Wallace?

Guess what I thought I'd seen at home.

Follow me.

You guys are what, court, M-A-C-V, SOG, C-I-A?

We need to know, Major.

Right.

And I clearly don't need to know.

You told me you'd have to.

That's the drill.

Sergeant Jensen, would you please get this kid

a lollipop or a shot of morphine or something?

My sight from the sun.

Fire is your problem.

I told you, I don't understand the fucking world.

You say...

She said a demon took her husband.

A feathered demon.

That's what I heard.

You speak Gook?

A little.

Comes to the territory.

Yeah.

We can have that territory.

Jumps over here.

Same barrels, Russian markets.

You.

What are they for?

I need to know about that.

My men are out here, Major, and so are you.

Charlie Oscar, Rampage, how copy?

You need to talk to the six.

Rampage, Charlie Oscar, six.

What do you got?

One truck, ten barrels, only seven markets.

Measure 3.46 on a counter.

Honest hell.

The NBA driver is showing early symptoms of a radiation poison.

This message number five says we're starting to track.

Any further word on snakebites?

Negative.

We over put both last knowns.

Nothing but bush and more bush.

All right.

Big Army is going to come in and extract all those civilians.

You just stay tight, lock it down, and stand by.

We're close.

I think we can pick up snakebites.

Negative.

That is too much of a risk out there.

We are ass-deep in alligator right now, okay?

We're just going to mark our time until I figure this thing out, all right?

Charlie Oscar, six, out.

What's the latest on Vulture?

We're going to mark our time.

Got a visual.

We're going to do it.

All right.

Total climb.

11 o'clock, left height.

Relax.

Squeeze.

He's toast, man.

Breathe.

Relax.

Vulture, session.

Clean house here, man.

We're good to go.

Done.

All right.

Just give me a second, okay?

You're good.

Son of a bitch.

Cover him.

Leon.

Hang in there.

We got you.

We got you.

We got you.

Vulture, overwatch.

Two framleys in the north side perimeter.

Call the parents and then join us.

Watch out!

Sergeant, find anything?

We checked all the other huts.

No joy.

Looks like these two are all we got again.

Take it.

We'll get you out of here, fellas.

Get you back to your families.

Too late.

Fuck.

Shit, man.

You're bleeding.

Oh, shit.

Focus and T-bomb to everyone.

You're going to sue your favorite officer, man.

And the rest of you are the crew from Vulture Squad.

Look after him.

Cheers and beers, boys.

We earned it.

Sergeant Vulture, look at the rest of that C-Faker.

Yeah, you found him.

You ordered, Sergeant.

Supposed to get you and your guys loaded into the QE.

No, no, no, no.

He fucked over at this.

Some colonel named it Jericho.

Oh, I know, Sergeant.

We're not getting any beer.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

Who the fuck is Jericho?

Easy.

Your recon looked like a sack of hammered assholes.

Where's Baker?

What are you doing here?

More importantly, what are we doing here?

Because we all made some poor life choices, Baker.

The old man would love to discuss the consequences with you.

No rest for the weary.

Miller.

Get that arm checked out.

I'm good, Sergeant.

I ain't asking.

Hey.

Sir.

I heard you got to.

Nice work, Baker.

Yeah, it's no bad for a sorry-ass lurk team.

When you gotta remember, I'll let you choose that team that degenerates and fuck up.

So, you know, maybe you were right after all.

You gotta be a lunatic if you don't be a vulture.

Well, maybe so, but I'll tell you something.

Let's see what you guys think of this next mission.

Sir.

Have a seat, everybody.

Smoke him if you got him.

Here he is, Razor.

Here we go, you hungry there, Razor?

Oh, man, I bet you are.

You deserve it.

I got so much respect for this guy.

You know why?

Because he doesn't beg like a little fucking dog.

He's an apex predator, top of the food chain.

Took on a whole platoon of my men, and it

wasn't even scared, and I was sitting in there.

He's all chained up, and he's waiting for an alpha male to feed him.

And so it goes.

R.T.

Vulture.

Man, you did one shit-hot job on that POW snatch.

Brought two live ones back.

We ain't seen that yet, this side of the Z.

By the way, you managed to do it without even pissing me off.

First time for everything, Kermit.

Yeah, nothing succeeds like success.

Y'all ready for your next kick-ass mission?

Bring it on, Colonel.

R.T.

Vulture needs is an indig rucksack and half a shoulder to carry on.

Maybe bring it on after a night's sleep, Colonel.

You got it.

Zero, Dr. 30.

We're going to drop you in right here.

Three days ago, we sent a mic team in here, ODA 225 at Van Yet.

They were sent over here to investigate some heavy lift transport, some new

construction bunkers and that sort of shit.

Green beanies get lost in all that bush, huh?

They did not get lost.

Radio fucking silence, and we could see nothing from the air.

There is something going on out there in that valley.

Y'all are nervous, right?

Reconnaissance is your fucking business.

Let's get after it.

What's the end game, Colonel?

Assuming we find them, when we round them up, call for extraction.

That is negative.

I need you to find them, identify them, call it in.

We'll take care of extraction.

And what's so special about this valley, sir?

Fuckin' no guy.

Classified.

Seems kind of major league with Charlie, sir.

Sounds more like NBA.

Or PLA, all right?

We can theorize about that shit forever.

Y'all stay in your fucking lane.

Keep your head on a fucking swivel.

What is it exactly the Green Berets we're looking for, sir?

Fucking new guy.

Classified, motherfucker!

Hey, fucking classified, all right?

I got moisturizer that's older than you, you little fucking bitch.

Here's what the fuck I want.

I lost my fucking Green Berets.

I need you all to find them for me.

Vultures will find them, sir.

All right, we're gonna come back here for a meeting at 1830.

Y'all check all your gear, and you come back here, rested and ready to go.

That's it.

Get the fuck out.

Thank you.

Sure.

I'm gonna need you to stick around for another minute.

Yes, Joe.

What's the rest of the story, Colonel?

Thinking we might find a bunch of acid corpses out there?

You go out there, and you find me something, all right?

And you let me worry about the rest of it.

I'll come up with it, don't you worry.

That's pretty thin, sir.

Well, you go out there and you get me a detailed report.

That's all I ask.

And you make sure that none of these fuck-ups or these loose cannons are yours.

They don't try to play hero, all right?

Now, are we tracking on that?

Can you at least tell me what they were looking for?

Class 5.

Take this seriously, and I'll take a big eraser to that 201-5.

All those allegations that you have with McNeil?

I believed in you during that investigation.

I was in your corner.

That's why I had you transferred over to Lerps.

All right?

I appreciate that, sir.

Just keep these fuck-ups in line.

That's all I ask.

Dismissed.

Mr. Archer.

You don't need a phone trail.

It makes too much noise.

You break down to see ration boxes.

If it's bought by X's way, shake it.

I'm just right to normal, I guess.

There it is, compadre.

Carry only what you need.

If you can't carry it in the pocket or light one, you don't need it, man.

But this... you must definitely need it.

You got some loco dudes on this team.

I knew I'd sign up for him when I volunteer coming over here.

Listen, man.

Baker picked you for a reason.

It's his reason that he knows what he needs in function.

He must figure you have what it takes.

The best thing you can do is a broken right.

Yes, Sergeant.

Gotta do this to the squad.

Can't tease.

It's fucking pissing down there.

So how was pissing, man?

How's the arm?

That's fine.

What you got there, bro?

Oh, this... is a... a sacred libation.

Notice which... Oh, damn, where'd you get it?

There it is.

One, two spooks.

They had it in their tent.

Figured they weren't out there blowing bush and trading rounds at the cooks, so...

I rate good stateside which more than they do.

Are this shit any better than what they cook up at home?

Well, it doesn't even compare to smoking on the bus, Dad, but it'll do in a pinch.

Ah.

Mm-hmm.

Remember you, dragging your drunken ass out of that mess?

No, I was drunk.

But I owe you.

If that helps.

What helps is you not getting so shit-faced

that we can't see straight on the next mission.

I'd see what was waiting for us on the other side.

Hence why I don't feel bad taking this here, which is the enhanced panel.

Squid Pro...

Shit.

Squid Pro... Whoa, Jesus Christ, Elon.

Don't try to sound intelligent.

You're gonna lose that charm wheel.

Shut that mouth of yours for once, Keys.

A wax from Padre?

You're gonna miss out on all these presents I got here.

Since Miller here, he's found a good book.

I'm gonna see with him from the embarrassment of the Lord.

Yeah.

Ho, ho, ho, buddy.

Ho, ho, ho, ho.

You wanna work on your child?

Follow Keys, man.

This man can sell eyes to ask the most.

I could butt it up some assistance with the turtle to find these out here.

I could butt it up and slip it in.

Oh, man, I learned from the past.

This better have tits in it.

Well... Alright.

The new guy.

You got the most important choice you're ever gonna make.

What's that?

Candy for your eyes.

Or... Candy...

for your mouth.

What you gonna beat?

Take the mouth, Candy.

Oh, that's a shit.

You ever seen a neck wound, man?

Does your mother count?

Oh, ho, ho, shit.

You guys got some balls.

Oh, come on, man.

Cut the shit, alright?

New guy just made an honest and truthful answer, and we should respect that.

Wrong fucking choices.

New guy's a moron.

That means... this is for you.

What would happen if you brought me down with you?

Probably all kill each other.

Hello, you man.

Hey, you gotta talk.

Come on, break up.

Tell them what happened on the hilltop.

Yeah.

I'm serious, man.

You gotta talk to somebody about this shit.

There's no range coasters out there, man.

You can shoot without shouting all that brass bullshit.

I can't help it, Keith.

The voices are in my head all the time.

But if I say them out loud, it helps me stay on target.

Yeah.

I mean, but it's gonna get your dumb ass killed.

Look, I don't see that happen.

So, you promise me, when we get back to the rear, you talk to somebody about this.

Alright?

Shoot.

I'll see somebody.

I'm assuming we even make it back to the rear.

See the boys are corrupting you?

Good?

Team briefing, 10 mics.

All hands in the briefing, 10.

Yeah, boss.

Call me some bearish green berets.

We pull their asses out of there.

Yeah.

Watch out!

Weapons are screwing!

We're still flying right though.

We're coming up under.

..

Europe.

What was that cutting the path of the trees back over there?

Looks like a game trail.

Look bigger than I've ever seen.

Elephants?

Some fucking big elephant, sorry.

Man, when are you still using them?

Well, I can't ask Jericho.

What does that tell me about that?

Is that fucking stupid goddamn tiger all the time?

Ah, Jericho's shit is fucked up, man.

You cannot trust that motherfucker.

Cut the shit.

If you ever think you die, Phoenix number is running.

Don't mean nothing.

We got our job.

Find those green berets.

Fan it out!

Track.

Is it our guys?

No.

Animal.

Something big.

Big bird.

Ostrich.

Emu.

Maybe a cassowary.

I studied him.

There's another one right there.

Let's backtrack him, Leon.

Yeah, weird enough, I could absolutely see the green meanies dragging him.

What do you got?

Sugar shits.

Just these big-ass Liberace feathers.

Leon.

You ever see something like this?

No.

Never.

What do you got?

Yeah, I got a backpack.

Xavier.

Parts of shit.

Big parts.

Don't look at me.

I don't like guano, but they're huge.

Sergeant.

What do you say from that?

There's a mark here that says research station four.

Maybe where do I hit it?

Is there anything else around the pack?

Yeah, 556 casings.

556?

Yeah, and footprints.

Yeah, two different kinds of tracks.

U.S.

Army, H.E.

size 10s, and some other shit.

And it looked like a struggle.

Follow those tracks for a click or two.

You're on point.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Come on, man.

Fucking things are all over these hills.

That ain't no fucking rock apes, man.

Ty-no.

Can you move it?

Whatever that is is moving in this direction.

Something's gone!

Petco!

Sorry!

I found him, get out of here!

I found him!

Is he okay?

He's okay!

What a shit.

You okay?

Yeah.

That thing looked huge.

You know what the thing worked with?

The fuck did you find out, man?

Get me in right now.

Don't let the shotters play tricks with you.

Whatever it was, let's get some distance between us.

It might not be that simple, Sarge.

Why not?

It wasn't scared of us.

And if it's hungry, it won't be scared to come back either.

We got to get out of this territory.

How much territory are we talking?

It was a tiger, 60 square miles.

It's this whole fucking valley, man.

Yeah, what's up, quick bitch and the guy who?

You heard what the colonel said about tigers?

Yeah, a great light.

But I ain't no tiger.

Yeah, a little shit.

There's nothing we can't handle.

Let's move.

I want to get to that research station before dawn.

Let's hope you...

What's going on?

After met me, you're going.

American sky roger.

Come on, Tom.

They bought it and orders are to check the Americans.

We engage only if they approach one of our facilities.

We've gone again.

Leave the way.

So it's friendly people.

On the veneer, Vic.

And I wish I could stay forever.

Your bones will.

Come on, then.

You need to relax.

How do you know if Russian is telling you, would you?

Because they will say... It's a joke.

It's still warm.

Can you pick up the trail?

Still may be close.

Spread out.

Do not engage.

We move in the grass.

Be quieter than water.

Yeah.

The Americans are pussies.

We should be quiet.

Spread out and keep moving.

Stupid kid.

Stupid country.

Stupid mosquitoes.

Tosten.

Alexander's gone.

He's right with him with blood.

Are any of your people out here?

What's the funny thing?

Follow the blood trail.

What?

What is it?

What is Tosto looking at?

I need to see his face.

We need to find out how the Americans can kill them all.

Konyan.

Tost.

He's dead.

Let's go.

Clear that hole, Giz.

See what you can find.

What the hell do we think there was back there?

Heard some Aussies and Falktoy talking about gukspooks talking into the boonies.

Yeah.

There's a couple guks in a turkey soup tray, I'm sorry.

I could see that.

There could be some unknown species.

I'm telling you guys.

There's monsters out here.

Baker.

Yeah.

We could call it in right now.

See, we didn't find shit.

We didn't know about home.

Probably give a side.

We go through.

No point.

No, Sergeant.

Yes, General.

Ah, yes, and again, I swear to God.

Fuck him.

I think we're clear.

We ain't gonna post up here.

Now what?

The hell were those things?

Oh, fuck.

Time.

Time now.

Questions later.

Move it!

Sergeant!

Sergeant!

Sergeant!

Shit!

Carl.

Mike.

Suppose those things got the other guys?

No, that's that bulletproof.

Son of a bitch.

That trail.

That over there.

Looks like the same one we saw coming in earlier.

Yeah, it does.

You should see when I leave.

This is where they fucked up, man.

Got the Colonel to hit his fucking things around here?

We're gonna link up with the other guys.

We jump on the radio and ask Jericho point black.

I'll tell you one thing.

You know, fuck a recon looking for a bunch of lost acceptance.

Neonic, we want answers.

We're gonna have to go find them ourselves.

Can't be a fucking volunteer for this shit.

Watch out!

Watch out!

Watch out!

Oh shit.

Something's in here, man.

We're fucking surrounded.

I don't mind talking to my boys.

Please, please, please, please, please, please.

I'm a fucking real man.

I'm a fucking fucking real.

I told you.

I told you to fight.

Baker and Leah can still be out there.

Moses.

Sergeant.

I don't like this.

We shouldn't fucking be here.

This is... This is alright.

I'll tell you something's alright.

This is what we do when we hunt.

A picture for a reason, man.

Rock slide.

Get to sleep.

This is alright.

What

the fuck was that?

Fuck, man.

Fuck this.

Fucking dinosaurs are fucking bread skulls, man.

This is... This is fucking bullshit.

I didn't sign on to kill fucking dinosaurs.

We've got to just keep it all shit together.

The last thing is the five Baker and Leon.

I got the fuck out of Dodger.

It's that.

Five Baker and Leon?

That's fucking bullshit, man.

I ain't going back into that fucking cave of horrors for no one or nothing.

We're going to call for emergency extract right fucking now.

Except Leo is hoping to radio.

Fuck!

Well, we ain't nothing but sitting bait here.

Let's move.

Which way?

I was wondering what happens to make all that goddamn noise.

Move!

Towards it.

Take one.

Come on, move!

Fuck.

There's a river around here somewhere.

I saw it on the map.

If we keep heading down, we'll hear it.

And it's swimming?

Yeah.

Gotta get there first.

Right here.

Let's go!

Leo.

Fuck.

Leon.

Stay with me, bro.

Stay with me, Leo.

Of course you can swim.

Follow me.

Leo, you're friends with your life.

Fuck.

Come on, Leo.

Wake up, brother.

Wake up.

Get it all out.

Welcome back, brother.

American?

Yeah, we're American.

Who the fuck is this?

My name is Sophia Vogue.

The woman who just saved her life, thank you very much.

I have a place over that way, my lab.

We should go there quickly.

We'll be safe there from the wrecks and the flock of the noncos.

We should move from wrecks?

Is it Tyrannosaurus Rex?

It's the mother to rhinos all across the river.

They made her life with the mother raising the cheese and the father hunting.

I thought the father of the mother will be forced to take chips on the hot pepper.

The father will do whatever it takes to get back to his territory and family.

We should be safe for now.

We're so ready.

We're a recon team, seven men.

Now sit where you were.

We ran into those fucking things.

We're not going anywhere else until I find my team.

If you're men, I'll run out of the southern river and they're likely already dead.

You get to get from me and I'm never alone.

This way.

Or you can stay and die.

Your choice.

You get

up.

Doesn't know about ex.

Where we headed?

We going northeast until we hit the Blue Line.

Looks like a click of this.

The notes we found had to mark his resource station four.

And what about, uh, Sergeant Baker and Leon?

Baker got the same map.

If they're still alive, they'll go ahead in the same direction.

Fucking Jericho.

He had to know something like this was out here, right?

I doubt it, man.

Uh, you know, if they knew there were dinosaurs out here, he'd send Mark

Lightstrike and turn this whole thing into a goddamn parking lot.

I mean, he's a... he's the old prick, but he's not stupid.

Except we're north of the Z.

You think Washington would strike up Leon some mental of dinosaurs?

You think we think that's as crazy as me?

You doing all right, man?

You had too much going on to hear anything else.

Well, that's good.

Quiet down.

There's still MVA out here.

Fuckin' doubt that, man.

There were gooks out here.

They're just fuckin' conch snacks now.

Goddammit, look at all this battle shit.

That's the allies.

Welcome to my home, gentlemen.

My home away from home for one year, seven months.

Eleven days.

Research station four.

Very good.

You're ready, sir.

Greenberry, what's this?

It's the best man we have.

Then they probably did.

That's all that happens in this valley.

Death.

You survived?

Call me the lucky one.

Don't worry.

This is the safest place to be in the valley.

Steel reinforced concrete.

Very big balls.

Four stories high on the one side.

Somehow, you explain to me why you are here.

I think you're the one with some explaining to do.

What is she doing?

Medicating.

The fuck is she putting in her arm?

Jesus fucking Christ, sorry.

What the fuck is going on?

What are you doing here?

What is the purpose of this facility?

And why the fuck are there dinosaurs outside?

Oh my God.

It is so good to hear voices again.

I've been alone for so long.

Why?

What happened?

General Borodin happened.

He killed everyone he knew about this place.

He painted the balls with the brains.

Everyone else is dead.

And what are you still doing here?

I've been starving.

Hiding.

Surviving.

There's nothing else to do but medicate.

You understand.

Don't you?

We all go see if you can get a radio signal.

Now!

A very check-off, Sergeant.

I saved your life.

I wouldn't have made a save if it wasn't for the supposedly extinct dinosaurs.

Charlie Oscar 6.

This is Vulture Bravo 2.

Over.

I'm going to bet my old friend Victor Charlie had nothing to do with that.

Vulture Bravo 2.

And you, mysterious Russian little Miss Warfiend, you seem pretty good for it.

Oh, I am fairly good for it.

There it is.

Charlie Oscar 6.

This is Vulture Bravo 2.

Over.

Warfiend.

What's his deal?

Why kill everyone?

It is the Russian vain to protect what he is doing here.

And that is?

The collider.

The hell is that?

Oh.

Oh, I don't think I want to play this game, Sergeant.

Information is the greatest commodity in war

and I can see you've been deprived of it.

Why don't I ask you 20 questions and see if

you know what the fuck you are doing here?

Sergeant!

I got the Colonel.

Stand by for Vulture Bravo, actual.

Over.

Charlie Oscar Vulture.

This is 6 Vulture 6.

Requested immediate dust off.

We've come on a heavy fire and mission is compromised.

I say again.

Immediate dust off.

Is the mission complete, Sergeant Baker?

6.

I'm going to get this out in plain language.

I don't know what you really sent us out here to find.

We found a fuckboat more than just a fucking police.

There's some kind of crazy Russian experiment that's been going on out here.

Why don't you ask higher about a general named Boradon.

Somehow, it was cool.

Have brought dinosaurs back to life.

And it was dinosaurs that ain't for sleep by tool.

Just we inserted women attacked by all kinds of prehistoric beasts.

All of them hungry, pissed off, and chomping at

the bit for their little piece of the American pie.

We need an emergency extract from this fucking zoo and that's not an option.

Hey, listen to me, Sergeant Baker.

Take a fucking breath, alright?

And give me your position.

That's all I'm asking.

Fucking listen to me.

Five of my men are missing.

I'm going to go find them.

They're alive.

When I do, I'll send a pause record.

And we'll be bringing with this one female Russian survivor.

If you want her to spell it out for you, have the birds ready.

You think you can blackmail me, you little son of a bitch?

You don't know, alright?

You've got one piece in the puzzle.

If you want that puzzle piece, Colonel, then you will send the evac.

LZ marked by flares by 2200.

Sunset and Colonel, out.

Listen!

I think they're fucking delirious.

Did you hear that?

Goddamn dinosaurs losing their fucking minds.

Eating the fucking mushrooms.

Yeah, sounds just about right, Colonel.

I'll fucking rip his skin off and make ponchos out of it.

Pons.

Just pons.

You are all just pons like I was.

That's my men you're talking about.

And they're out there.

Lost!

Yeah, I know what I would let them be.

You know all about these things.

How they operate and where they're likely to be.

See your own point, lady.

It's your ass up.

Pons don't got a choice.

Any reason to believe what he said?

I don't think so, Colonel.

I mean, we're out here looking for some kind of nuclear reactor and collider that

might be capable of producing weapons green and materials, but...

I mean, million old dinosaurs?

Yeah, but hold on, but Baker's not crazy.

All right.

So, why would he lie to us?

Anything's possible to start fucking around with nuclear materials.

Yeah.

Well, we damn well better find out.

Check with your spook sources about this Boridid character, all right?

I'll get right on it, sir.

Let's go.

Come on, fuck off.

Yes.

Start or two.

We were attacked last night.

Little boys will play as soldiers.

I ain't playing.

I'm asking for professional attention.

Then, as professional courtesy, I will answer.

It was fast and it was strong.

And it ambushed me clean.

It was covered in feathers, I think.

It was at least eight to ten feet tall.

Raptors, big ones.

A lot bigger than specimens I've seen for the loss of raptor or autonomic.

I've counted six big ones in the valley.

The most intelligent of these monsters.

Well, he knows his stuff.

Thank you.

What you can't tell him is that I don't trust.

Trust is earned, Sergeant.

So far I've saved your skins and given you shelter.

Keep walking.

Side three is about to click up ahead.

They can go west to side four.

Figure a bigger layout and stay alive.

They'll head there.

Another mile to go, guys.

Thank God.

It's fucking hot.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Yeah, they eat.

That's the problem here.

Fuck you.

Man, it's hotter than this July.

It ain't gonna be a cake.

It's available.

What in hell is that?

It's AKs and M16s.

It sounds like our guy is in a firefight.

That's her.

Let's go find out.

You need to know how many of them were.

No, no, no.

No, no.

Holy shit.

Where are they?

Stupid one, man.

You good?

Keep fighting.

I almost blew my cock off.

She's fired.

She's fired.

She's fired.

That's bad.

No, it's not bad.

Go.

I'm gonna just lay down.

Don't quit.

I got it.

I'm locking down on it!

You got your support now, Nance?

That's good.

Grab keys.

Stay low and head for the tree.

Only who are you now, huh?

Why are you running away?

We didn't hear much, Lucy.

You just left us there.

My job is to find GI.

Not make me see you.

Don't lie to me.

Let's go, let's go!

Let's go!

I need keys.

Jesus.

You good to go?

No.

You okay?

I've been shot, man.

It dies for a few times.

About 12,000 miles in my fucking years from being okay.

I can't be okay, man.

I can't be okay, man.

God fucking Jesus.

No, you wouldn't go in packs in a month.

Take a coin and keep us in the tree.

Yeah.

Do it through a key.

Oh, fucking Jesus.

Fucking take it easy.

Can you say two on one?

Eat shit.

They're pretty long.

Check the alcohol.

Come on.

I'm coming through.

We aren't in a hitchhiker.

Ah, damn, Baker.

Glad to see you alive and kicking, man.

Who's the chick?

Sir Brad, who's shooting at you?

Get the fuck out in the keys.

I don't know, and I have no idea.

I got them flappy fucking big bird dinosaurs cleaning them up.

Took a round in keys, Todd.

You wouldn't be easy to move, though.

Who's this?

Someone who can help.

Listen, the evac is inbound, and Sofia here has a safe place to wait it out.

Let's get him patched up and move.

And this skirt...

She knows what's going on.

She knows more than we do.

Sir, take it out of here.

I prefer to think of you as my ride.

Russians?

Our ticket home is a fucking Russian.

I'm born in East Berlin, if that makes you feel any better.

It doesn't.

No fucking way.

Not after what we've been through.

So those guys out there are fucking Russians shooting at us.

And not the NBA.

Yeah, and there's likely more of them out.

Whatever these things are, they were stalking us last night.

Sofia, ideas?

They don't look as...

panc hunters.

They like to have the pec on the ground and the other half on the treetops.

But they're sick clothes on the stone.

I wish you like a dinosaur freak.

The dinosaur's a super freak, you stupid old redhead.

Fish, just S-vipe.

Jesus fucking Christ, lady, I was just asking you's all.

Enough.

I don't need to fire on anything that moves.

How many of these did you get down there?

One shot, one kill.

You got keys!

Hogan!

Wait, wait!

You don't look about to catch him.

They will drag him until they feel the sink.

Let's get after him, go!

Go, go, go!

Get the fuck off me, you little shit!

Get the fuck off me!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

What the fuck are you guys?

What?

Shh!

Are

you coming with me?

You're gonna need fries and a fucking gravy.

Look at that.

This way, fucking fuck.

Fuck it.

It's so fucking hot.

Fuck it.

Ken!

Ken!

Shit!

Oh, fuck it!

Fuck it!

Give it to Miller!

Get in here!

He lied.

Stay and watch.

Keep it on.

Keep pressure on him.

Miller, stay and watch.

They tore his fucking gums in touch.

Looks like he beat his mother with a fucking meat crane.

Yeah, I know.

Miller!

Miller!

Get that stretcher out.

Leon!

Yeah?

Grab a couple of balls.

Carry him back to the research station for evac.

Leave him.

The bigger actors will come back with their full accuracy.

Let that heavens feel older if you leave him.

I don't give a fuck how bad he's cut up.

He goes with us.

Vultures, sunsets in half-hour.

I do not want to be somewhere around in the dark

with Marlboro Man passed out on the stretcher.

Leave him out, or let's roll.

Leon!

We've got to catch him.

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Get the hell out of here.

Stay on that.

You're the best of hands, Keith!

Please don't do this twice before I want to be there.

Oh my god!

Best of hands, brother.

Best of hands.

Hurry up!

I'm coming, Keith!

I'm coming, Keith!

Keith!

Get on that one!

Miller, Eli!

Do an ammo cap up.

Be a screen view.

We'll be okay.

Leon!

Yeah, cover it for the sergeant.

I'm on it.

Okay, sergeant.

Is there anything else we need to do for him?

He better make it more slow, sergeant.

He's a really bad guy.

Maybe change the curtains, man.

I don't know.

There's some more pain in the world than seeing what we can do to stop the pain.

Let's go.

Keep pushing!

Get him!

Quick, get him!

We've got to get that morgue in right now.

Keith!

Keith!

Keith!

Take him!

Come on, I'm coming, Keith!

I'm coming, Keith!

I'm coming, I'm coming!

Ready?

Here we go!

Get the other one!

Get the other one!

The fuck is the other one?

Where's the second one?

Where's the second one?

Here we go!

Here we go!

Keith!

Here we go!

Take a deep breath!

Breathe!

Breathe!

That's better!

That's better, man!

Can you just stay with me, man?

Hey, help me!

Just couldn't help yourself, could you?

I did nothing to stop this.

What?

The dinosaurs.

We could have stopped it.

It was just...

accident.

What did you say this before?

I wanted to, but you are... What?

You are the enemy.

Wait.

I'm not the one trying to shoot you.

Or read me.

I know, I know, I see that now.

You are good men.

You are all good men.

But I needed more than good men.

I needed someone who could stop what is happening in this valley.

Baker, we need more eyes on the perimeter.

Leon, help the Sarge.

Yes, Sarge.

Leon, call for that window.

Listen, my mission is to get my men home.

Not fight dinosaurs.

There won't be a move if Gordon isn't stopped.

Look out there!

Sofia, what exactly was going on here?

My husband was nuclear research scientist.

My field is paleontology.

We were sent here by Soviet men, men bordered into do what was strictly research.

Nobody conducts scientific research in the middle of a jungle, in the middle of a war.

Even Russia didn't want his research on the home ground.

When you are ordered to do something by men like Borodin, you do it or you die.

When we arrived, this collider had already been tested.

We were told that he was working on wormhole so that Soviet Union could crush

America's and tanks on the White House lawn.

But my husband said that Borodin cut corners, you would say.

But it goes to now collide and some elements link shot beyond speed of light.

Wormhole opened in the past in dinosaurs' water.

I came with my husband because of my knowledge.

Best team.

Where's your husband now?

I was out studying the air wars that came through.

Borodin wanted to.

See if he could make use of the dinosaurs.

I heard cracking of machine guns came to find all team dead.

Darling husband included and so I sat here

doing the only thing I can to ease the pain.

We should have stopped him.

He just left his mess of lizards and moved on to rebuild another collider.

He won't stop.

Look at where playing God got us.

I know.

You know where this rebuild collider is?

Into the river in the mountains.

He thinks I'm dead but I know about it.

You have to help me make this right for more people who suffer the consequences.

No, I'm okay.

I'm so good.

It's okay, man.

It's okay.

It's all right.

I'm gonna get you back open.

What are you gonna tell your mom about this?

You good?

Yeah.

These things just freak me out, man.

You can handle it.

Yeah.

They handle it better if they had me a drink.

Should have brought along my lucky flask.

Baker catches you with that flask in the field.

He's gonna jam it up your ass.

The little flask will stay in my ass when you're done.

When you and I were running up the cab before we went to the lurps, we're

clearing out this little, uh, this little piss ant gun.

Charlie jumped up from behind a pile of bamboo.

And nailed me before the round, because that's okay.

I used to run and hit the flask in my pocket, flattened it.

But all I got was a knock on my ass.

It hadn't been for that flask in my pocket.

That was God.

But I remember, well, what happened after that.

Never gonna forget those poor people.

It'll take more than a whiskey flask to save your ass this time.

It'll take more than God to save yours.

Where is he?

He's not there.

You're here.

They're here.

That's what I think he did.

You know why I carry these beans every day?

I'm asking those people who can't fucking give us.

Don't listen to me, man.

I just fucked up.

Keith, wake up.

Keith's just gonna fuck it down for sure if we don't get him out of here, man.

He's gonna make it.

Hey, Sarge.

We got movement.

Shit.

We need more time.

What's the ETA on those choppers?

This ETA was about an hour.

Fuck a rudder who had something flying at night.

Fuck.

Can we hold for an hour?

They're still out there, just pacing the perimeter.

Logan, I need you out here.

You need to get through the other side of this.

You're gonna be fine.

No.

I got it.

Hang in there.

I'll be back left.

What's going on?

Let me know when you got a target you can shoot.

He's just walking around.

You got shot?

You want me to give away our position?

We already know we're here.

I lost it.

Now stay on it.

Pretty smart for a bird.

Way too smart for a bird.

Sorry.

I found out some shit talking to the woman.

Don't shoot to the side!

Get on his left!

Shit!

It's here!

It's provenance, God damn it.

It's provenance.

Eyes on, eyes on.

Quick as you can.

Fuck the side.

Got it.

What

would you have me do?

There's a bone on the glass outside.

There's a bone.

It needs fixing.

That's not my skill.

Your men can.

There's an escape hole over there in the mizfuck.

Trust me.

Open it.

Wait on.

Get something in your hand.

Wait on.

We're gonna move into the corner.

The corner.

The whole case.

Grab the leg.

We're in the corner.

The corner.

We're in the fucking corner.

We're in the corner.

No, no, no, no, no.

We must have got it.

We have to do it.

This is the situation.

We're not doing it.

Three, two, one.

We're moving.

You can't say a word to me.

Stop it.

Go, go, go, go.

Stop it.

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in.

God, come on.

You're not going anywhere.

I'm gonna fucking tackle you.

I can't believe you!

I keep doing this without you man.

I can't.

I just can't.

I just can't.

I can't.

I can't listen to him.

I try to hurt someone.

I want a cigarette.

I need a cigarette.

Let's go, let's go.

Here you go.

Oren!

I think you're okay.

I'm fucking drunk.

Let's get this old lady started.

Hey, bitch.

Hey.

It

Doesn't seem right leaving keys behind because of the lizard birds.

You think God has good hands?

What's going on?

We heading north, Sergeant?

Yeah, that's right.

She might tell me why.

Vultures!

Let's bring it in!

Listen, um... Keys was a tough one to lose.

Particularly knowing now that we were sent here on a bullshit mission.

But here we are.

In the deepest of shit.

Last comms with command said they were sending choppers

as soon as we sent them a pause rep for the extract.

We got maybe one shot at that with what little

juice we had left in our last radio battery.

That's one thing.

The other just might be more important.

We stumbled on some real nasty stuff.

Some Soviet shithead named Aboradin has been brewing out here in the jungle.

That's the end of the world shit.

And we just can't leave it.

Fuck yeah, we can.

We can do that in a heartbeat.

End of the world shit's not our deal.

Sarge made the call, Eli.

We're already on the way.

How the hell can some dipshit Russian dude destroy the whole fucking world?

You've all seen what could happen.

And that just exited.

Again, that is not our fucking business, Sarge.

This is us in the chain of command.

Here's where end of the world shit gets sorted out.

That's presidents and generals shit.

That's Jericho level.

You trust Jericho, Eli?

Do you trust him?

Maybe not Jericho, Sarge, but... Nobody, Miller.

No God.

No country.

No man should have this fucking power.

This fucking thing will make hydrogen bombs look like Eli lighting one of his farts.

I do have some very powerful farts, Sarge.

Shut the fuck up, man.

This is worse.

No man should have that power.

Damn straight.

Let's keep this simple as possible given the circumstances.

We find the tag and send in all the bombers we have.

No, no, no, you can't do that.

You can't do that.

Oh, fuck.

Sarge, take the wheel.

What's wrong with her?

She's dope sick.

Oh, good.

If I want a junkie into hell.

I said it right from the start, there are monsters out here.

I'm thinking I'm crazy, don't you?

Y'all think I'm crazy, but I know I told you all.

Fucking Baker and your kid, all of you.

I told you.

So focus on your job.

What was that?

It was just the father Rex, still looking for his family.

You know that thing can swim.

It's just animals.

We stay away from it.

It'll be fine.

What did you mean before that I can't do that?

Collider is unstable.

Right.

It throws off hormones like sparks.

Space and time are the same thing to weren't pulled.

You drop bombs on that, you will be dropping bombs all over the world instantly.

You ever say something that doesn't take a bad situation and make it worse?

I'm Russian, and you ask me this.

So what do we do?

We must go in and pull plug.

Do what?

Literally pull plug.

And what if you're wrong?

I am never wrong.

Sarge, situation up here.

What do you got?

Over there.

The island is crazy.

If we stay away from that, we'll be fine.

Stay the course, Xavier.

Hey, hey, put that down.

No, I need it.

It's a fucking train.

I need it.

Give it to me.

It's a mark face.

You need to get your shit together.

Because we're doing what you want.

And we're probably all going to die screaming because of it.

We're talking about that screaming and dying bit.

Be focused.

What was that?

I'm sorry.

Tell her.

You need me to tie her up.

Smoke these.

Cope.

The American way.

You know, I think she's going to be just fine.

Right?

Okay.

She's going to stay on that.

Are they going to fucking swim now?

Should have seen them fucking fly.

Breathe.

I hate him.

Logan, it's okay.

Stand down.

Okay.

Okay.

I just got it down.

I'll shut it down.

I'll shut it down.

I'm going to shut it down.

Yeah.

I am going to go.

Are you sure you told me to shut it down?

Yeah, it's not your time, brother.

Are you?

What?

It's not your time.

No?

No.

Are you sure?

I need you.

I feel it.

We need you.

I can't feel anything.

I can't feel anything anymore.

You okay?

Huh?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Are you nervous?

I know.

I'm good.

Yeah.

Make it stop.

Stay hydrated.

Did your sergeant like you?

Your sergeant's just doing his job.

I can guarantee you dinosaurs have ventured into Cambodia.

In months they could be in Burma, in China, in India.

But they've run out of food in jungle.

Where do you think they're going to go to eat?

We'll stop.

Yeah.

You ready for this?

It's my best.

Not really.

The smile through the triggers of the problem goes away.

It's also the American way.

This looks painfully familiar.

Shit has stayed on the damn boat.

Are you sure it's this way, comrade?

It's his way.

Don't push through.

I forgot

it.

Take this one.

I'll go after him.

Get out of my head.

Goddamn hero, man.

Thank you, Keith.

We have a visual on the compound.

Stand by to copy.

Grid 197545.

Solid copy.

30 mics.

Let's look for a big-ass fire in a pile of rubble at the grid I just sent.

Negative, Vulture.

That is now a national security site.

Do not damage or approach it in any way, all right?

You know who you're dealing with?

I ain't McNeil, all right?

You understand what I'm saying, Vulture?

I'm losing the radio six.

I copied, approached, and destroyed the site.

We'll be standing by for inbound choppers and a side of fries.

Vulture, out.

Don't get fucking cute with me!

Hey!

Hey!

I will personally crucify that motherfucker.

You might want to take that over, Colonel.

A man who saves the world from his former

dinosaurs might just be a hero to some folks.

Not if anyone hears about it, all right?

Fuck.

I need escorts fueled up and armed to the fucking teeth, all right?

We're gonna show them what millions of years of evolution accomplishes.

Remind me better that side get destroyed and let that stuff fall into any hands.

Hours are theirs.

Yeah, well, you pussies better get fueled up and get ready.

Leon, you still got the demo, kids?

Yes, sir.

Outstanding.

Rig at least three full charges at the base of the site.

Dig them in.

I want to see that fucking structure collapse when they blow.

Miller, Eli... Sir?

Find the Rigetti shipments outside and save you.

Find high ground.

Cover me when I move inside and pull the plug.

Plug, Sarge?

You even know where to look?

I know.

I will go through to bigger.

Drop back.

Let's go.

Miller.

Today...

I reckon the Colonel's really gonna send the choppers.

You could just piss him off enough to make him forget about it.

He'll send them.

He knows me that much.

Sarge?

Who is McNeil?

McNeil was the original leader of Vulture Squad.

Picked me fresh out of ROTC.

And he was everything a leader should be.

What happened to him, Sarge?

Long story short, he got fucked over by Jericho.

He took the fall on a failed airstrike mission.

We lost most of the Union.

McNeil got a discharge and I wound up in hospital

with a lot of dead brothers on my conscience.

And shit, I got a lot of live ones, too.

I don't know about you, Vultures.

Ma'am.

But I'm about ready to bring it on home.

Who?

She got to work.

The dogs of war.

You have returned just in time.

One more test run tonight.

Your big machine is in there?

It is.

What's it do?

I wouldn't expect you to understand.

So, my dealings with you... all done?

Blocking, striking the Yankees out of the skies over your homeland.

You have turned my homeland into a dinner for monsters?

Nothing.

That's for a dinner.

Did you know the monsters aren't there?

Me a beast, not monsters.

Be sober.

And that must be the man who ambushed your team.

And now they're questioning their leaders.

Where?

That's it.

By now.

Nothing can survive on this.

Try to talk Boroden into more caution.

Saying dinosaurs might find up in Red Square.

Is there any chance you'll stop?

Indeed.

Boroden used them like he used to be.

The only monsters I released in this valley are men like you.

You were told to fetch.

And you happily went out there looking to kill.

Man, man!

It's me or not.

A positive emotion.

A positive emotion.

For trade, to history.

To the people.

We need to find a way in there.

Come on.

Wait to me!

Now!

Boroden hidden trees.

What is this thing, General?

You fool.

Don't you know what you have done?

See you later, sir.

We just died, bro.

We just died, bro.

He's not the fuck up.

Good.

I'm the one that helped Boroden the dinosaurs.

This all needs to end, or he will destroy everything.

Yeah, so needs to be stopped.

Do you want to join us?

No.

We will.

Got it coming.

It coming?

Yeah.

Big it coming.

What is this thing, General?

Get rid of it.

Bro,

this will be a real quick conversation.

Over Icya!

The collider is still in charge and you can go off in a minute.

Get on it.

Leon, take the Ruskies.

Keep planning the C4 or whatever else you can.

Leave nothing behind.

Let's go.

It needs to give me some forgiveness.

It's too late.

It's set to automatic discharge.

I have to take off all of our new rewiring.

How long is that going to take?

A few minutes.

Then finish.

Focus.

Sofia.

Don't worry.

The husband told me first days that I've never rolled.

Oh, man.

I hope not.

This is six.

Listen to me.

All right?

I won't touch.

You understand me.

Hello?

Hello?

God damn it.

What the fuck?

All this fucking work for nothing.

You don't understand me.

You've got to secure the perimeter.

You're fucked!

Fuck!

You understand me.

We understand about the last demo charge.

You wanted to blow it.

You don't want to do that.

Oh, you don't know me at all.

I think about what you can do with all this power and my knowledge.

I've seen it with your power and your knowledge.

I guess all is fair in love and war.

You cannot touch this woman.

She is fucking traitor!

He cries like a baby.

They

are all better men than you.

What's going on?

Baker!

We need you here!

Fuck.

You said there were only six alone in the computer.

No.

Depending if Keith killed him, this failed.

Maybe I could have been wrong.

Everyone's outside.

Top side.

This is the only exit.

No, there is other side of collider.

Bob, smoke!

Here you are.

Leon, C4, good to go?

Oh, yeah.

Good to

go.

You're vulturing now.

Where the fuck are we going?

Focus.

Dinosaurs, sir!

I want to see that son of a bitch!

He's not coming!

What the hell was that shit show back there?

We're supposed to seize the technology, not destroy it.

I guess you've got something explaining to do, sir.

It's all about escalation.

It's not going to end with the destruction of that fucking machine.

No, it won't!

Look!

That's classified.

Just tell us the fucking truth!

The truth is what I tell you.

Alright, well, you want to know that the war could end with that down there?

That the world could end?

Turn off!

You need to hear this!