Valiant One

Oh, God.

Oh, shit.

Thank you, sir.

Brockman.

Brockman!

Today is your lucky day.

I got a FRAGO for you and Corporal Selby here.

I've got no one else to cover

down for Godina today on a malfunctioning GPR unit.

Swing by the armory. Gear up.

Great. Um...

Brockman.

Look...

Piece of advice, you may outrank me,

but the least you can do is button your blouse correctly.

Oh, shit.

Man, this... Hey, yo,

this BDC reticle is fire,

and this stock is heavier than the standard issue,

so I have more control.

Lee...

I got a feeling I ain't in Kansas anymore.

Okay. Calm down, Dorothy.

Dude, I got your back, baby. Don't worry.

Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.

Wait. What happened to Sergeant Godina?

He's sick.

What, Godina gets the shits and we get you?

Dude's a lucky man.

Yeah, I'd rather have the shits

than be on a helicopter right now.

Okay. Let's focus on the mission, guys.

Okay.

Can we even call this a mission?

Do you take anything seriously?

No. But here's what's gonna happen.

Okay, so G.I. Joker over here and his sidekick...

I'm not a fucking sidekick.

Yeah, you are.

Anyways, you're gonna run around acting all tough

because they think that the Deltas

are gonna be watching them, when in reality, they're not.

And you are gonna be on the ground

for, like, 20 minutes.

Just do yourself a favor and leave this shit behind.

That's not gonna happen.

I had a feeling you'd say that.

Okay, what about you, smart-ass?

Me? Ooh, I am going to be daydreaming

of a seven-figure salary in Silicon Valley

while I'm babysitting this defense contractor

who's just gonna push a couple of buttons

and pretend like he's a fucking hero.

It's a bit more complicated than that.

What? Repairing a radar unit

that tracks underground activity is no joke.

And, more importantly...

...this dude right here wouldn't last a week in Silicon Valley.

Ha-ha. Okay.

Joshua Weaver,

Quantico Systems, Senior Signals Analyst

reporting for duty.

-Oh, wow. -Shit.

So I'm gonna...

No, don't look at me. That's your people.

-Him? No. Not my people. -Yeah.

All right. Whatever. I don't care.

I'm just here to get this unit back up and running,

help the world sleep a little better.

I think the world was sleeping just fine without you.

Mmm.

You guys should get a room.

Maybe we should, you know, save some money.

All right, let's do it.

Brockman, Weaver, you're up!

-All right, you ready? -You ready?

Never better. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

Didn't you see I just fell down back there?

Yeah.

What the fuck?

Let's just get this GPR unit back on line

and just head back home.

I mean, you're welcome to help if you want.

Here. Take it.

No? That's right.

Yeah, it definitely seems like a hardware issue.

Yeah, no, definitely a hardware issue.

Like those frayed cables in your hand. Great.

Hardware.

Okay. Strip them down,

and then I'll update the software.

Come on, man. It's pretty basic shit.

Master Sergeant,

extreme weather is coming in fast.

Condor is pulling the plug. Let's go.

Copy that.

Brockman, weather's coming in fast.

We gotta get out of here.

Roger that.

We're coming back now.

-All right. Pulling the plug. -What?

-Why? -Because we got orders.

Just connect those wires and you're back in business.

Officially just became somebody else's job, so...

Let's go.

So this is being all you can be.

Yep.

Great.

Go, go, go!

Let's go, let's go.

Let's hustle, Weaver. Let's go.

All right. We're good. We're good.

Wheels up, wheels up.

Turn right, heading 270.

Caution. High-risk wind shear activity in your area.

Copy, Alpha One. Heading 270.

We're experiencing severe turbulence.

Requesting vectors for alternate flight paths.

-This is normal, right? -Yep. We're okay.

Mayday! Mayday!

Mayday! Engine failure.

Mayday! Mayday! We've lost both engines!

No, no, no. Fuck.

Oh, shit. Selby, Selby, Selby, wake up.

Selby?

-Selby. -Hmm? What?

Stop. Stop.

Shit.

Look at me...

We gotta get out of here.

-Follow my lead. -Yeah, yeah.

Selby...

I can't. No, I can't.

X-ray. X-ray, you on comms?

Fuck.

Lee.

Shh. Shh.

Weaver.

Hey. Weaver.

What the fuck just happened?

-Are you good? You good? -Yeah.

Okay. Have you seen Ross?

Who the fuck is Ross?

Help!

Ross.

Ross. Ross!

Fuck!

Ross. Ross. Hey, hey.

I got you. I got you.

I've got you.

Oh, shit. Shit. My ribs.

Weaver.

Look at me. Look at me.

-You okay? -Yeah.

-Yeah. -Look at me.

-You're good. -I'm fine. I'm fine.

I need some help over here!

-Stay right here. -Okay.

What do we got, Selby?

Help me move him away from the helicopter.

-Ready? -Three, two, one. Go!

Go, go, go, go. There we go.

Chief?

Chief.

Hold still. Hold still, Chief.

Okay.

Here we go. Ready, Chief?

Three, two, one.

Okay.

-Hey! -Go, go, go, go!

Master Sergeant!

Come on. I got you.

-Okay. Okay. Here we go. -No, no, no, no.

It's going through my hip.

Okay.

Chief?

Selby has him. He's pretty banged up, sir.

Fuck. Go and get

the crash can and bring me a satellite phone.

-Yes, sir. -Quick.

Jesus.

It's okay, it's okay.

Here you go, sir.

Condor, talk.

This is Valiant One on an unsecured line.

We are down. We are down.

Request immediate medevac.

Valiant One, medevac is unavailable

for your current coordinates.

You are outside U.S. and ROK airspace.

I repeat, you are outside U.S. and ROK airspace.

New exfil location is grid square 3763.

Delta Forces will be waiting.

Copy.

Valiant One out.

They're not coming.

No.

-This is Sergeant Brockman. -They're not coming.

This is Sergeant Brockman.