Outpost 2: Black Sun Page #3

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Come on, do it now.

-- Contact.

What are you waiting for?

I told you to fire.

That is not the mission.

If we perish,

there is no longer mission.

That was it.

It'll be fine.

Stay with me, pal.

Damn.

Are you going to do bold?

See, that was my buddy.

He died to save you.

Soon you see look like that.

Relax.

What are you doing in this enclosed area?

-- We are journalists.

Yes?

Against the wall.

Fingers.

I'll take that.

Legs apart.

I see the error

or the operation failed completely?

The physics teacher is dead.

What did he say again?

It's all or nothing,

You only get one chance.

Don't blow not.

-- As if we had the choice.

They are dead, and we go there too.

-- Shut up, Hall.

No press pass and no camera.

But you know your story,

Mr. Wallace.

What I want to know,

is how he recognized you.

He saw me for someone else.

-- It was a klotedag.

Stop that bullshit.

Shoot him, you know 't ever.

-- It is.

Hall, put her in the eye.

-- Good. Hold on.

I am engineer.

Are you a scientist?

Physical, surely?

Is she your secretary?

-- I am looking for war criminals, Nazis.

Then you're good here, darling.

And here is what you want

get their hands on, right?

And do not you?

Please, let me guess.

You warrant to stop the machine

and save the world.

And bring so

Muir thought it worked.

Firstly:

I recommend you go to nothing, a**hole.

Secondly,

how do you know he Muir called?

Damn.

Sucks.

You better talk.

There are few specialists in this field.

-- That they say.

So this is your lucky day.

Throw him in the car,

we have a new expert.

One moment.

Remember that this operation

of fell ...

when the second EMP failed.

This operation is not over until

I tell you.

You know what happens

if we do nothing.

Does that pulse magnetic field

deactivated?

Then we can kill them.

No, the EMP has a limited

scope.

We had to close.

-- He's right.

This device is good for

five or six miles at most.

How far are we from the goal?

-- Thirteen miles.

The next ten kilometers

we can afknallen.

Then you think thirteen kilometers ...

how my mission without that thing

may close, Mr. Wallace.

Welcome to the emptier boy.

-- What a luck I have.

Where do you go?

No academic qualifications, no place.

-- View the.

A lady here leave neat.

-- We go.

We encircle the bag.

Find a safe place.

A basement, somewhere underground.

With luck, the cavalry

within a day.

If you remember way back ...

go back.

Jesus ...

Sir ...

Bravo--Charlie--4, this is the command.

-- Go ahead.

There is a pulse in the field shot.

-- How close to the target?

Not close enough.

-- Can you see who it was?

The location indicates the Alpha team.

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