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Phoenix/MOCC. This is Governor Leonid Polivanov.
We will be temporarily halting all orbit-to-surface departures.
Please be advised.
Governor Polivanov?
The next Kuragin shipment is already loaded onto the cargo hopper.
Preflights complete. We're just waiting on ATC's okay.
I am ordering you to hold them.
- Copy that. Understood. - Let's go.
Let's go.
- Get back with the rest of them. - Rest of the what? Hostages?
Because this is who we are. We are hostages, right?
People you are keeping at gunpoint.
- Kidnapped-- - Shut the fuck up.
I don't think I can do this, Ger.
Are you kidding me?
It's just…
It's too much, man.
Well, leave the fucking gun at least.
He has got more sense than any of you.
What are your demands, huh? Who's in charge? You're in charge?
Sit down. Sit the fuck down.
Grab her! Grab her!
Help! We're being held hostage! Help!
Get her up.
What's the plan, Gerardo?
What do you mean?
Stop the automation.
How?
Turn off outgoing comms.
I don't want anyone sending word back to Earth.
Until we figure this shit out, we're all staying right here.
Everybody, just be calm, okay?
If you're calm, nobody else gets hurt.
Happy Valley, this is Sojourner. Do you copy?
Happy Valley, Sojourner, please respond.
I don't see anything wrong with our comms,
which would indicate it's a Mars-side issue.
Could be solar weather, satellite relay issue.
Could be anything.
Word from MOCC?
No, it's the Kuragin mission.
Sojourner, this is Kosmos-1. Do you read?
We read you, Kosmos-1. Glad to hear from you.
We weren't sure if our comms were down.
There is a problem on Mars.
Say more.
I have been told by Star City
that anarchists have taken over the Happy Valley control room.
There seems to be a hostage situation.
Is everyone there safe?
Have you gotten word that everyone there is okay?
We do not know more than this.
It sounds like this has just happened in the last hour or so.
I am sorry to be telling you this.
I'll go wake up the rest of the crew.
It's chaos out here.
You should keep your people where they are.
Copy that.
Keep me posted.
Sir, ma'am, the protest in the business district
seems to have become violent and tipped over into the rest of the base.
Not again.
A contingent of protesters have split off, and they've taken over MOCC by force.
They what?
Have you gotten word from any of our employees working in there?
Not in the last half hour, no.
That room controls every critical system on this base.
Power, life support, communications, not to mention the Titan mission.
Do they not understand that?
It's unclear, ma'am.
Alex Baldwin, do we know his whereabouts?
He was in the protest? Is he okay?
The situation's extremely fluid. We don't know anything.
We aren't getting clear reports.
- How are you feeling? - I'm fine.
- Follow my finger. - Yep.
Any headache, nausea?
- No. - Good.
No apparent concussion. Keep icing.
Lily.
Is she gonna be all right?
We're keeping her under observation. She seems stable.
Miles, she's gonna be okay.
I should have been there to protect her.
Hey, you were.
You heard Dima.
Most likely she's just got a mild concussion.
Thank God it's just that.
Attention, this is Gerardo Ortiz-Niño.
We have control of MOCC.
We are holding the governor and everyone in MOCC.
We have stopped the shipments,
and we are not gonna let them send us back to Earth.
Jesus, what's he done?
He's angry like all of us.
But, Miles, you know Ger.
I mean, under pressure like this.
You have to go up there.
No, I can't leave Lily.
She's gonna be fine,
and there's nothing you can do just sitting here and worrying.
But you can do something up there.
They know they can trust you.
Please remain in your habs until further notice.
Please remain in your habs until further notice.
Hey! Don't move.
Hands up.
Hold on a minute. Listen, I'm just trying to make my way across the base.
Keep quiet, asshole. You're under arrest, okay?
I know you're with them.
- I'm just trying to make my-- - Shut the fuck up.
- Come on, man. - Turn around.
Guys, you're taking this too far. Listen, I'm just trying to make--
Hey!
Hold up.
I'll take it from here.
Orders.
I'm supposed to take any high-level prisoners directly to field command.
- How do we know which side you're on? - I'm a peacekeeper, idiot.
Yeah, but some of us sided with these assholes.
Hey, listen, why don't we--
Nobody asked you to speak, fuckface.
Come on. Move it.
We've got four more corridors to check on this sublevel.
- Let's move. - Christ.
Copy that.
- Why'd you have to hit me in the stomach? - You're lucky it wasn't your nose.
Hang on a second. Let me get these.
What are you doing out here? It's not safe.
I'm just trying to keep things from getting too out of control.
A bit late for that.
Maybe you should come with me.
Where?
MOCC.
Things might get ugly,
and I figured if we put a level-headed person or two in there,
then maybe we can stop anyone else from getting hurt.
Come on, you know me.
I could use the help.
All right. But watch your step, Miles.
I think maybe you ought to change before we go there.
Oh, yeah.
Hey.
Miles is here.
Slow, easy.
The hell's going on in there, Malka?
I don't know.
Everything happened so fast.
Miles.
Fuck, bro. We did it.
What the hell is she doing here?
- She's a fucking cop. She arrested me. - I know…
Hey, hey, hey, hold it, hold it, hold it. She's with me, okay?
Everybody, just calm down.
Didn't you see what they did back there?
You know I did.
And I'm as mad about it as you are, but it wasn't all of them.
It wasn't her.
So, what, you're on our side now?
I'm on the side of everyone calming the fuck down.
She's here to help.
Everybody, just relax.
There's no reason for anybody to get hurt here.
You have already hurt people.
Would you shut the fuck up?
You think it's acceptable to tie people up?
Ger. This guy… I know what you're trying to achieve,
but what if the M-6 calls your bluff?
- Bluff? - These are innocent bystanders.
- You have no right. - You're not really gonna hurt anybody.
Now, I don't know what it's like in your country, but in the Soviet Union
we hang terrorists for treason,
and that is what will happen to you, all of you.
Once order is restored on this base, you will pay for your crimes.
Ger. Ger, don't… Ger.
Set the charges.
Three, two, one, detonate.
Okay, move, move!
Contact left. Right. Go, go, go.
- Contact right. - We got you.
Target down, right.
Covering right.
Crossing. Target down, right.
Contact right.
- Good. Number four. - Right side clear.
Crossing. Overhead. Check overhead.
- I got you. - Center. Over here.
Target down. Target down.
On me, on me.
Overhead clear.
I'm all clear, sir.
- Marines, fall in. - Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
Clear.
- Clear. - Clear.
Cease-fire, cease-fire.
Congratulations, Marines.
You managed to take this sector from our OPFOR team.
Remove your helmets and prepare for debrief.
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