Go Tell the Spartans Page #4

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your troops

will be moved by truck...

to a point

on the inland highway...

about a half-hour's march

into Muc Wa.

Captain Olivetti

will brief you as to the time...

and organization

of your departure.

Any questions?

- Sir?

- Yes?

Sir, I feel I have

a fine team here...

and I'm sure

I speak for all my men...

we appreciate this opportunity

to fight for our country, sir.

Very well said, lieutenant.

That's all, men.

Oleonowski, please remain

for a few minutes.

Thank you, sir.

OK, Oleo.

That gook company is

a bunch of paddy farmers, sir.

I saw them being mustered.

They got shotguns.

Jesus Christ, sir!

This garrison, this Muc Wa.

No reason for Charlie

to be there.

In fact, Charlie

hasn't been reported...

within fifty miles of the site.

Any place we turn up, sir,

Charlie turns up.

You know that, sir.

Oleo, I'm giving you

a squad of crack mercenaries...

as insurance, just in case

you do contact the Cong.

OK?

OK, major.

That's all.

Sh*t.

General Patton's gonna make

a speech to his troops.

Men, we have been ordered

to march into the jungle...

where we will establish

a fortress...

for liberty and justice.

What are they laughin' about?

They pleased much, sir.

- You sure?

- Certainement.

Dinks laugh all the time,

lieutenant.

Don't let it bother you.

Well, that's enough, then.

Sat Cong!

Sat Cong!

Sat Cong!

Sat Cong! Sat Cong!

- Sat Cong!

- Sat Cong!

What's he doing?

Stirring them up. They're

saying, "Kill communists."

- Sat Cong!

- Sat Cong!

- OK, old man?

- Yeah, OK.

All right!

F***ing draftee.

I still don't know

what the hell he's doing here.

Why are we going so fast?

We don't travel slow

anywhere in this country.

Snipers. Charlie.

- What's that?

- Stay down, lieutenant.

Get out!

We ambushed?

Courcey!

- Yeah, sarge.

- Check that roadblock.

Me?

You're a demolitions man,

aren't you?

Yeah.

Tripwire, off to the left.

- Cowboy.

- Yes, sir.

Charlie's in a hidey hole.

Get him.

Medic!

Courcey.

Where's Corporal Lincoln?

Coming, sir!

Corporal, take care

of this prisoner's wound.

Sergeant, do you think

he's the only one out there?

Yes, sir.

They'll throw up a roadblock...

and leave one man behind to

blow it when somebody moves it.

He could've been squattin' out

there for three or four days.

- Ackley?

- Yes, sir.

Get a signal off to Penang.

Report this incident...

the time and location.

Sergeant Nguyen, I want you

to question the prisoner...

name, where he's from,

where his friends are.

Won't do any good, lieutenant.

He won't say anything.

They never do.

That's enough, sergeant.

OK, let's move out.

You're crazy.

You're crazy.

- You're crazy!

- It's all right. OK.

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