Dag

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You are the victor,

triumphant Turkish youth!

"Dedicated to devoted officers and

soldiers of the Turkish Armed Forces."

You're free, you're independent today.

Thanks to the blood you sacrificed

In the name of your glorious flag.

The world worships your

unblemished banner,

"ALARARTS PRESENTS" You are the

victor, o triumphant Turkish youth!

A FILM BY ALPER ALAR

Activity on eastern side of the hill.

Let's be sure first, bro.

Can't wake the colonel for nothing.

We're sure, sir.

We received an alarm from both sides.

Falcon 2, how many do you see?

With the infrared on, three hundred,

sir. There could be more.

This is the Saint. They are

on the east side of the mountain.

I told you the snow is melting!

I told you not to get caught

off guard! A thousand times!

I told you to keep

the helicopters ready.

Where are the super cobras, then?!

Crimea, this is Samarkand,

the super cobras cannot take off

because of the snow storm.

Sir, it looks like they're

planning to attack Crimea.

I don't give a sh*t!

Send the helicopters,

we can't leave those guys out there!

This is the Saint, we're

sending you reinforcements.

Sir, this is the Eagle's Nest.

A snow storm is starting.

There's many of them, we're

going to need reinforcements.

A platoon of maroon berets

is on its way, Crimea.

You have to hang in there.

Crimea, do you have men out there?

Crimea is not answering, sir.

Are there patrols out?

This is Veysel, sir.

There are four men out there.

They left at five o'clock

in the morning.

Who?

"The Mountain" Lieutenant Yaar,

Sergeant Kemal and two privates.

- Do you still have kindling?

- Yes, sir.

- Wafers?

- I have them, sir.

You have to get down,

no matter what.

We'll let them know by radio but

HQ doesn't have enough time either.

No one can save us but ourselves.

Leave it.

- Sergeant Kemal!

- Yes, sir.

What do you see?

Ten people are standing

on the hill, sir.

There are about ten more, walking.

Ouz!

Ouz wake up, Ouz!

Nine hundred and twenty

three Crimea. This is Mountain.

Mountain, this is Crimea. Come in.

After the ambush we took

refuge in the mountain hut.

Ten people are watching us. At

least as many more are approaching.

The Saint will come, Mountain.

Hang in there.

We don't have that

much time, Crimea.

They'll be there in four or

five hours. You have to hold on.

Go to Sergeant Kemal.

Veysel, listen to me very carefully.

In four or five hours

the maroon berets

are going to find

four dead bodies here.

How's your wound?

Forget about my wound.

You have to come right away.

The short-termer

doesn't even have a gun.

And the other one is Bekir.

Yaar, there's a blizzard at the

foot of the mountain.

The choppers can't take off.

The Saint is coming.

Hold on until evening.

How can you be so thick, man?

Don't start, Bekir...

Sir! For God's sake,

where's your gun, man?

You moron.

The corporal on duty said

it wasn't necessary since we were

just going to repair the antenna.

As if you had a gun.

Of course I don't,

I'm defective. But you?

We're going to die out here

because of you two idiots,

you and the corporal.

Bekir, shut up or I'll hit you

in the mouth with this.

Who has dog tags made

two months in advance?

- It's fashionable.

- What's the point?

Your family is more than willing.

Just pay the money. Five months.

Five and a half.

I want you to stay,

in case you didn't know.

I want to stay, too.

You know that.

You express it so well!

I can't get out of it by paying

and not even holding a gun, Pelin.

Does this patriotism make

you feel more like a man?

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