Northern Limit Line Page #3

Are you on it? Do it properly!

Yes, I'm scanning!

Dammit, step forward a bit.

How's this?

Go back a bit, bit more.

Keep going.

- Back? Here?

- More, more.

- Here?

- Almost!

We've got it! We've got visual!

- Freeze right there!

- Like this?

Yeah, don't move an inch!

Commander's coming, shut it off! Off!

Yeah, from tomorrow...

Goddamn First Aid!

Yo, First Aid.

Come here.

- Sit.

- Yes, sir.

You've got impeccable timing.

We thought you were the Commander.

Reading your Ietters, dipshit?

Is it nice to get Ietters?

"My dear son, how are you?"

Give it back.

I'm reading this.

Letgo.

Got a problem with me?

No, sir.

Keep it and f*** off, mama's boy.

Yes, sir.

Don't you write your mother?

What's wrong with writing a Ietter?

Are you talking back?

Hit the floor.

No World Cup for you.

Emergency! Deploy! Deploy!

Deploy!

Distance 2,000 yards.

If they cross the NLL,

fire the water cannon.

This is not a drill. Battle stations!

Battle stations!

Battle stations!

Go closer.

Play the warning recording.

Play the warning recording.

You have crossed the NLL.

Turn back now.

I repeat, you have crossed the NLL.

Turn back now.

Fire the water cannon.

F*** off, motherfuckers!

Take the fishermen into custody.

Why are you here?

Do all South Koreans treat

lost fishermen Iike this?

We're fishermen.

Look here.

Get that out of my face.

Why are you here?

I told you already. We got

lost in the open sea.

It's the Fleet Commander...

Blindfold him.

Lt. Cdr. Yoon.

They could be intruders,

but there's a no-clash order,

so release them.

Affirmative.

Let them go.

It's obvious they're not fishermen.

We can't Iet them go.

Did you not hear the Order?

Give the order.

Attention, release them,

and back to your position.

The hull doesn't look very sturdy.

But their cannon accuracy

may be better than ours.

When in close range, we have the advantage.

Pyongyang, North Korea.

Ahn Jung-hwan's header, goal!

Korea advances to quarter-final!

Republic of Korea!

"Yellow Sea Patrol Forward Base."

How're the boys? Anyone hurt?

CPO Park got hit with a

rock, but nothing major.

Right.

Why do you think they were here?

Who knows, that's never happened before.

Maybe to haze you.

Do you know what your boys call you?

Go on.

"The Poisoner."

- Says who?

- Everyone.

So stopping poisoning them

and be nice for once.

With a warm heart, okay?

Emergency! Battle stations!

What is it now?

This is the bridge, enemy spotted,

distance 10,000 yards, 300.

Combat Situation, battle stations.

Combat Situation, battle stations!

Battle stations!

Battle stations!

Battle stations!

All 22 sailors battle stations ready!

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