Isle of the Dead Page #3

Get inside!

Henderson! Kurtis! Inside-

Everybody inside! Go!

Get in! Get in! Come on.

Come in!

Come on!

Come on!

Looked like you guys

could use a hand.

I'm Henderson, Alpha Team.

That's Kurtis.

Gibson. Bravo Team.

Nice to meet you.

-Likewise.

That hole is the only way in or

out of this facility.

It's on a full recon.

Welcome to the freak show.

We need to get to the lab.

Alright, Henderson. Kurtis.

You guys cover us, alright?

Pugh. Jerome. Take the sixth!

Go! Let's go!

Let's go!

Who the hell put him in charge?

Go!

Gibson:
Everyone alright?

Anyone get bit?

All good.

Mikaela:
How long do we have

until the chopper comes back?

A little over eight hours.

Pugh, ping HQ.

At least we can let them know

we're still here.

Yes, sir.

We're good.

Gibson:
Lets keep moving.

Henderson:
Who are you, exactly?

Dr. Mikaela Usylvich.

Henderson:
First Lieutenant

Phillip Henderson.

And your rank is?

Mikaela:
CIA, Special Agent.

I deal mostly with virus and

bio-weapons.

Pugh:
CIA, yeah figured as

much.

I didn't think a doctor could

fight like that without a little

training.

Hey Gibson, you're what, second

louie?

Gibson:
First.

Ah, rescue and retrieval, huh?

That's right. After HQ lost you

guys, they sent us in to see

what the hell happened.

Well, what they failed to tell

you this is basically a

suicide mission.

With you guys disappearing, it

became clear that the island was

still a hot zone.

So, that's when I

came into play.

Well, now you found us.

So do you think you can get us

off this rock?

Negative.

All we can do is ping HQ.

We're on our own for the

next 8 hours.

We might as well get

nice and comfy.

Gibson:
What the hell

happened?

Henderson:
You're looking at it.

Murphy got too cocky.

Sent us in unprepared.

We're ready.

Pugh:
Guys, I think we're going

to have a problem.

Jerome:
Yeah? What's that?

The GPS tracker.

Look, I may have lost it when

that undead bastard tackled me.

I'm pretty sure it's

still active.

Kurtis:
So what are you saying?

That in eight hours, instead of

a rescue chopper, we get--

Nukes.

Can't we ping HQ, let them know

we're still here?

Zero tolerance.

If we don't disengage that GPS,

command is going to think we've

been compromised.

Government thinks the best way

to handle a problem is to

incinerate it.

If it's ash, problem solved.

See anything?

- Two.

On 3.

1, 2, 3!

Drop the gun!

Do your weapon right now!

-Down! Get down!

I'm Colonel Aidan Wexler!

This is my facility!

You are not in a secure

location.

You need to come with me now.

My god.

You look just like her.

Doc, what the hell is going on?

He's my Dad.

Come with me, now!

Please, sit, sit.

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