Behind Enemy Lines Page #5
We need a field dressing on this.
So...
where are we, Mr Navigator Man?
In the mountains north of Miciovic.
You think they saw us eject?
We are not gonna be around to find out.
Reigart'll be curious
what happened to his $40 million plane.
Forget it. I already tried.
You need to get to higher ground.
What?
You think it'll work up there?
Yeah. Just get high enough.
All right. All right, sit tight.
- Hey, Chris.
- What?
Listen, I should've dodged
that second missile.
Yeah, you should've. You blew it.
You took me down with you.
I thought you had great reflexes.
What happened?
I used to have, like, a good pilot.
Man, you're slippin'. You need to watch it.
Oh, God.
(cheering)
Oh, sh*t.
(shouting in Serbo-Croatian)
Urgh!
Oh, goddammit.
(muttering) Son of a b*tch.
Reconnaissance mission, yes?
Not bombing mission, right?
You photograph?
(soldiers laugh)
You alone?
Correct.
No!
(whistles)
Alpha Whiskey, this is
Ark Angel Zero Six. Over.
(garbled over static) Alpha Whiskey, this is
ArkAngel Zero Six. Over. Can you read me?
- What is that?
- Sorry, sir. There's some interference.
It's the beacon from the ejector seat, sir.
- Well, shut it off.
- Aye aye, sir.
Alpha Echo, Alpha Echo, Alpha Whiskey
directs cease buzzer on Zero Six.
(beeping)
(beeping stops)
Alpha Whiskey, this is ArkAngel Zero Six.
Over. Do you read?
Zero Six, this is Alpha Whiskey.
Read you loud and clear. Go ahead.
Zero Six, this is Alpha Whiskey.
Read you loud and clear. Go ahead.
Ark Angel is down. I say again.
Ark Angel is down, and I am on the run.
Slow down. What is your count?
Minus one. Stackhouse. They shot him.
No names over the net.
Confirm your last.
Minus one. Confirmed.
Serbs in camo shot my pilot.
You're saying a uniformed soldier
killed your flight officer?
No, I'm saying they executed him.
They talked... They were talking to him,
then they shot him in the head.
All right, calm down, son.
We're working on it. Wait one.
- How soon can your team be ready?
- We're ready now, sir. All I need is a ride.
Zero Six, consult your chart.
Reposition to rally point three.
I read 133-41. Maintain radio silence.
We're comin' to get you, son.
Just get to the rally point.
- Understood?
- Zero Six copies. Out.
- Contact Piquet and Donnelly.
- Aye aye, sir.
Let 'em know I need a green light
to go get my boy.
Command and control
comes from Red Crown.
You men have three slicks loaded with
Use advisedly.
I want gimbal attachments
for all fast ropers.
as soon as your squad is ready.
- (knock on door)
- Come.
Admiral, what's going on down there?
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