Men in War

- Zwickley.

- Aye, Killian.

How do you feel kid?

I feel fine.

You sure, no fever?

- You better take some APC's.

- I don't want 'em.

Take them anyway. Take two.

It can't do you any harm.

You think I'm sick?

You'll feel better soon

as you start marchin'.

I... I don't think I can march.

What? What do you

mean you can't march?

Sure you gotta march. You can't seat here

and wait till they come down and kill you?

- I'm gonna ride in the truck.

- You can't ride in the truck kid.

Well, you're gonna fix it, I know you

gonna fix it. You're gonna fix it.

I can't fix it. I tell you honest.

It's no good. You've

gotta march kid.

Tell me, what am I gonna do,

what am I gonna do?

- Come on, I'll help you carry your stuff.

- I don't want you to help me!

- Why do you have to help me?

- Some people need help, that's all!

- But why do I need help?

- Because, you just do.

Now, c'mon.

Let's get out of here.

They didn't taste like...

Spread-out!

Open it up! Move on up there.

Keep your heads down!

Look to the left.

Look to the right.

Don't look down, if you

hear a sound, shoot.

It's the enemy.

All right, spread-out.

I saw something, it's

coming towards us.

Hit the deck. Take cover!

C'mon Lewis, let's go!

What's up lieutenant? Indians?

You tell me!?

Gooks or Americanos?

What's the difference...

as long as we get that jeep.

Going right to the open field like that!

Who ever they are, they must be nuts.

Nice drivin' like he is.

Can you make him out?

Wait, he's turnin'. He's

gonna come right by us!

Not by us sergeant. To us!

Maybe our luck is changing.

- He's not gonna stop lieutenant!

- Oh yes he is!

Where do you think you are?

Times Square?

Lieutenant Benson, sir! 2nd

platoon, Dog Company, 34th.

Sorry to force you to stop like this

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