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going to do without Sergeant Kemal?

They said to go up to the top.

That much we could make out.

Didn't the Lieutenant

say Wolf's Tooth?

Look here.

We're here.

The summit is two

clicks to the east.

But Lieutenant Yaar

said Wolf's Tooth.

That's where we're going anyway.

We have to go to the top

to use the radio.

We're not too far,

a couple of hours tops.

Why?

The antenna doesn't work.

We came here to fix it.

Bekir, go.

What are you doing?

Take the map and go to the summit.

- Are you stupid?

- It's my turn to stay.

Bekir, you moron,

you think this is a pissing contest?

You're a loser, you'd be

better at finding the way.

I can't go by myself, Bekir,

we have to stand together.

F*** off, man.

I just want to scare them

a little, and then I'll run away.

I have no intention of

leaving my skin. Now beat it.

Now you hear me, man.

The summit is to the east.

You have to walk in the opposite

direction to where the sun sets.

F*** off, already!

Come on, come on,

come on, they'll say.

You think it's easy in the infantry?

Just the ceremonial marching...

your legs will feel awful!

Seluk, stop saying stupid things.

Let's eat our meal in peace.

You can discuss these things later.

Better if he knows these things.

If you really lower his

expectations, he'll be happier.

- Shut up already.

- You'll be destroyed, man.

A milksop like you,

no internet, no girls,

they'll break you down.

Ouz, my son.

Why don't you just pay?

You'd be more comfortable.

There's still time.

Give it one more thought.

It's because I did it while Dad was

still alive and he won't do any less.

- What? It has nothing to do with you.

- Of course.

Why then?

Dearest,

I wouldn't feel right about it.

It may strike you as funny,

but I've always been happy

at the thought of

doing my military service.

Besides, Dad would be happy as well.

You'll go, you'll be happy,

just one day. And then?

Ouz, you're lazy.

You'll miss your girlfriend,

she'll wait for you.

You'll go mad there

with card phones.

Turkish style toilets

with a pitcher...

Seluk, that's enough!

Such bad manners!

Remember this when they

wake you up for training

as you're running five kilometers

at seven in the morning.

Legnica.

Don't shoot!

Don't shoot! I'm out of ammunition.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Shoot already, you son of a b*tch!

Bekir!

Bekir!

Legnica, Legnica, Legnica.

Ouz.

Run to the top!

Ouz.

Bekir! Hurry up!

Come on!

Bekir, what are you doing?

Ouz.

Where are you, you f***?

Ouz.

I want you to understand,

not to memorize it.

Legnica was when

everything changed.

- Sir...

- Don't feed me excuses.

This is empty.

There's nothing here.

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