Behind Enemy Lines Page #6

We have an F-18 down in southern Bosnia.

One pilot suspected dead.

Who authorized a search and rescue?

- I did.

- Call it off. Stand down, Admiral.

Maybe I didn't make myself clear. We have

pilots down. One probably already dead.

Admiral, I have spoken personally

to Bosnian military commanders.

They say the shoot-down was perpetrated

by renegade forces

attempting to disrupt the peace process.

Of course they say that.

They're also claiming, Admiral,

that your aircraft was way off-mission.

If we fly in there we create a shitstorm,

and the whole treaty will collapse.

Admiral, Burnett says

that Serb troops murdered his pilot.

Is your pilot an expert on Bosnia?

Can he distinguish between the uniforms

of Serbs, Croats and Muslims?

Because I can't, and I've been

posted here for five years.

If your man is in danger,

he should get himself into a safe zone.

That is what he's briefed and trained to do.

Listen, Leslie. I can have your fleet

commander order you to stand down,

or you can do it yourself.

Alpha Whiskey, this is Zero Six. Come in.

Zero Six, go ahead.

Zero Six is at rally point three

and standing by.

Zero Six, latest intel

says your current location

undoable for pickup.

Stand by to copy rendezvous point.

Say again your last.

I am at the rendezvous point.

You need to hump it out to a safe zone.

I set IP Cadillac. Canada 1-5,

Virginia 2-0. Read back.

No.

Negative. Negative.

I do not understand.

Why is this spot not doable for pickup?

I am good to go.

I say again, I am good to go now.

Burnett!

Zero Six, you are a combat naval aviator.

Start acting like one.

You've been shot down.

Life is tough. I am very sorry.

Now you pull yourself together.

You do whatever it takes.

Create some angles between

you and your pursuers.

Use your training. Use your head. Evade

and survive, and we will bring you home.

Understand? We will bring you home!

(shouting)

Zero Six?

Zero Six?

Someone's coming.

(frequency static)

- We lost the signal, sir.

- Sh*t.

- Where is he? Triangulate his position.

- We're on it, sir.

We're tracking him in the SCIF, sir.

On me.

At ease.

Sir, we were able to track the emergency

radio signal to somewhere in this radius.

It's pretty far away. But we think

the pilot transmission came from here.

This is imagery from a Northrop Grumman

relay satellite downlinked through Stuttgart.

We've hot-wired it for heat image,

and it's streaming in now.

This isn't strictly legal, sir.

OK, here we go.

- That's Burnett?

- Yes, sir.

(shouts in Serbo-Croatian)

F***!

What's going on? He's down.

He been shot?

They're almost on him.

Son of a b*tch.

- Why isn't he moving?

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