Ardennes Fury

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Attack front!

Macht schnell!

Let's go!

Macht schnell!

Go, go, go!

Move it up!

Let's go!

Gun's down again!

Engine's still

locked up, Lance!

Go, go, go!

We're getting our asses

kicked here, Lance!

We have to hold the line till

phase two of the aerial bombing,

and we can't even

get in the fight!

Afternoon ain't

coming soon enough!

Long as we're

long gone before then!

Sarge, we can leave

anytime you give the word!

I hate to say it,

but I'm with CK on this one.

We need to advance to

the rear and regroup!

Negative, Sergeant Rose!

Move up! Move up!

We hold them here!

Move! Move! Move!

Get on your feet!

We push through

until air support comes!

Aw, for hell's sake!

We're surrounded

by Nazis!

Doesn't matter if we go

forwards or backwards!

McNay, get us around those

tanks over there! You copy?

Copy that, Sarge!

We're mighty low

on fuel!

We don't get

around those tanks,

fuel's gonna be

the least of our concerns!

Copy that.

Come on!

Does anything

on this tank work?

Gunner's always

ready and willing!

Oh, well, let's just

take out those tanks

and keep advancing,

okay?

We got one ahead!

Rose and I

will take it out!

Rest of you,

sit tight!

Watch our six!

Sergeant Lance Dawson

playing hero again.

This thing

goes sideways,

you keep

this thing moving.

You don't

stop rolling

till you

see friendly faces

or Saint Peter's

gates.

Copy that!

Well, at least this crate's

not a burnin' Sherman.

- Let's do this!

- You'd better be quick.

It looks like we're

going to get some rain.

Plan, Sarge?

The basic rodeo roundup.

I'll go to the left.

You catch 'em on the right.

I've known about

the rodeo roundup

since the 761st,

Sergeant Dawson.

Any problems there,

Sarge?

Never a problem!

I just want

to be able to see

my wife and kids

again just like you!

We don't have any kids!

Not for lack of trying!

Let's go!

Hey the Rain's

letting up, let's go!

Oh, hey.

Good to see you guys.

- Miss us?

- Ah, getting bored.

Ready? Move her out!

Back to American lines!

Forward ho, Sarge!

Lance, we're cut off

from the column.

Freddy, how we doing?

We're mighty low

on fuel!

Let's get

as far as we can!

Well, you guys

better hit the ground!

Now, soldiers,

we're well over enemy lines,

so get into tank formation,

and be on the lookout.

Keep your eyes peeled

for the enemy!

Piece of junk!

Looks like

we're all clear.

For now.

Well, I guess that's

the end of that.

Can it, Private.

Bad news, Lance.

We're dry.

Yeah, Sarge?

Where's that fuel point,

Private?

Radio confirmed

a supply truck

about a kilometer

east of us, stationary.

All right.

We'd better

get a move on, then.

Frulein.

Hey.

Take him out.

Rose,

mission first. Then check the girl.

Sh*t. No go!

We're gonna have

to carry it!

Are you okay?

We got company coming!

We gotta go!

Come with us!

Come on! Come on!

Let's go!

For once, I'm glad to see

you guys can't follow orders.

Sergeant McNay thought

you could use some help.

He was right.

Private Sommers,

let's make this quick.

Turret's jammed,

and the breach

is stuck again!

Griffin, get these cans

back there.

Get this beast fueled up.

Freddy!

Hey!

Get this thing

fueled up!

You get

this beast moving!

Let me get

the radio!

Freddy!

Give me a hand clearing this damn thing!

Almighty, Almighty,

this is 3-6 Actual

requesting

air support. Over!

3-6, this is Almighty.

Negative on air support.

Maintain radio silence

now forward.

3-6 Actual. Out.

Copy that,

Almighty. Out!

Another minute,

Sarge!

Freddy.

All right, listen up!

We have to move

to rally point two ASAP.

When we get there,

we're gonna stay put

and maintain

radio silence.

- You speak English?

- I do.

What's your name?

- Sister Claudette.

- Sister?

Are you hurt,

Sister Claudette?

No, where do we go?

We're going to a military rally point,

where you'll be relocated.

You're safe as long

as you're with us.

I must get back!

Calm down, Sister.

Hey, get down!

Watch the fire, Griff!

Sommers, we don't

have that much time.

30 more seconds,

Sarge!

The children,

they need me!

Children?

What children?

I run an orphanage

with Mother Mary Ellen.

There...

There are many orphans!

They must be saved!

I... I live with

the children.

Kids? What kind

of nun has kids?

Nuns run orphanages,

you dumb-ass!

Orphans, yes!

I must go!

Hey! Hey!

You can't make it

back to the orphanage

by yourself!

I don't know how

you got this far alone.

I had

an American escort.

American escort?

They were executed

by the Germans.

Freddy, give me the map!

Watch... Keep your head down!

Hey.

We're here.

Where's your orphanage?

Uh...

Here?

Rose,

that's three clicks east.

Rally point's

five clicks north!

Almost there, Sarge!

We don't have a lot of time

to get to that rally point.

We're already a

kilometer off-course.

Three clicks east,

pick up a bunch of kids,

then hike back

to here,

plus another

five clicks north,

and that's pretty

shaky ground, Sarge.

Rose, what if we

go straight there?

Well, we got a...

a chance of making it

to the rally point

before the bombs fall.

Chance?

What kind of chance?

A slim one!

But it's...

it's better

than the chance

that those kids have making

it through the operation.

One more can!

One more can, Sarge!

One more can!

We can't risk it.

- I'm sorry, Sister.

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