The Codes of War

Hold!

Hold!

Sergeant, hold your fire.

Alfred, get around that ridge, see who's over there.

- Yes, Sir. - Corporal,

search him.

- Stand up. - Sir,

we should see to him now,

the first chance he'll give away our position.

- Sergeant, you just gave away our position.

He was making a move, Sir.

He was goin' for this.

Danke, danke.

- He's clearly been out here for quite awhile.

Yeah, so have we, Sir.

All clear, Lieutenant.

No men, no vehicles.

Do you speak English?

Yeah.

How long time?

What you doin' out here?

Where's the rest of your unit?

My unit was off clearing.

We reconnaissance, people attacked and I was separated.

There's no spoken allied unit.

Not within 100 miles.

Long range, Fox Hound 1.

- No, they would've radioed if they'd had any contact.

So, we'll talk to you then.

I don't know.

- Sun Ray 1, this is Fox Hound 1, over.

Sun Ray 1, do you read? Over.

This is Sun Ray, over.

There's something.

We've seen a small armed squad in the southeast.

Thought you should know, over.

- Infantry? Over. - Not clear.

Taking heavy fire now.

Squatters.

More men down.

Coordinates...

We need assistance!

Coordinates!

You're breaking up, over.

Coordinates...

We've been on the run!

Who's out there?

Is this your unit?

Nein.

My unit was destroyed.

Lieutenant, that was an ambush.

We need to take care of him and move out.

We'll take him with us.

Corporal, bind his hands.

- We don't have the room, nor the supplies to take him.

We're well behind German lines or any lines for that matter.

He's right, Sir.

Sir, we have a mission and he's not it.

I'm well aware of our mission, Sergeant.

We need intel and he's got it.

I'm not leaving no matter who in the desert to die,

nor are we gonna shoot him.

Now, load him up.

We need to find Fox Hound 1's last position.

Sir, that's mad.

Sergeant, you can stand down.

You're out of line.

Hold!

Sniper!

Stay with us, Simms!

Bastards!

- Rounding back? - No.

Serg (indistinct).

Corporal, occupy the defendant.

Every check saves on my mark.

Understood, Sir.

Open fire!

Stay down!

Nobody come (groans).

We've gotta move.

What about Auckland and Simms, Sir?

- We'll have to come back for them.

Great.

- You put the German in the back, take the wheel.

I'll cover.

Understood.

On my mark.

Ready?

Now!

Run 'em through!

Go!

- Are you hurt? - No, Sir.

What about you, Sir?

Don't worry about me.

I'll catch up.

Comin' up, now.

You're still bleeding.

Bandage won't stop for good.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm banged up good and proper.

Yeah.

You should rest.

I'll watch.

Very kind.

I'll keep my eyes open.

If you don't wish to rest...

Bloody hell is that?

It is a methamphetamine.

A stimulant.

I'll manage.

Danke.

Perhaps this then.

It's not as strong.

The Nazis like chocolate.

I'm there mark, I'm not a Nazi.

And I think everyone likes chocolate.

So, is just your first time fighting in Africa?

No.

My first fighting was in France.

Ah, did you see hard fighting there?

Aye.

Hard fighting, hard runnin',

hard tryin' to tell her ass from her tits on the retreat.

But the beach.

Beach was the hardest.

Dunkirk?

Aye.

Two days on the sound.

One in the water.

No cover when the Stukas came.

No fucking hope when the Panzers came.

- It is a hard thing, waiting for death to come,

not knowing how to stop it.

What about you?

You bust your cherry in the desert?

No, my first time was Francis Bell.

- Thomas! - Here, Sir.

How you holdin' up?

I'll survive.

What was that, Sir?