Karbala Page #3

Give me a chance, please.

Farid.

Waszczuk.

Escort the Private to Lima.

Great, its starting already.

Look at them.

What do we do?

Should we take them on? Orwhat?

- Drive slowly.

- They know they can f*** with us.

But until they start shooting,

all we can do is smile at them.

Keep going-

OK, get moving.

Enjoy Iraq, Private, you're getting

transferred to HQ in Babylon tomorrow.

Can't see

much from behind the walls there.

So there won't be many heroic tales

at dinner for you.

- One hero at home is plenty, huh?

- F***!

Guys come here because they

have mortgages.

Heroism...

F***ing 9l0W~

You're all f***ed up in the head.

I don't know what you're

talking about, Sergeant.

When you call Mother,

you tell her how your brother

looked out for you. F***ing loser.

You think that when we tell you this

is not a beach, we mean fashion?

Private Minta thinks so. Get up.

Show us your arms.

It's nice and even here.

In the field, you will tear up your arms.

Thafs why we wear BDUs, not t-shins.

Lieutenant, thafs enough.

Walk the positions

upstairs, l'll stay here.

Yes, Sir.

Get yourself fixed up.

What are they doing?

How do you like the Middle East, gentlemen?

There is a guy in the street behind

you with a boom box.

He's got our frequency

and is listening in at the checkpoints.

Go back a block, tum left, then

right and go around.

But be cool. No hurry.

Take him out discretely and

then haul ass to Juliet.

- But our orders are to go to Lima.

- You might not make it.

Juliet is in the city and the Yanks are

nearby so it's relatively calm.

Good luck.

Reverse slowly.

Clear!

Cover us. Let's go.

Tum this sh*t on, Roien!

Coyote 4, changeover in

15, whats your situation?

It's quiet, empty.

Whafs for dinner at Lima?

What? Learning Polish?

- Waszczuk, pick him up!

- I got him.

And where the f*** is he going?

Waszczuk! Get the f*** out of the way!

Jesus Mary, they ran Waszczuk over!

I'm going to f***ing kill you!

Get him in the truck!

Hold position!

F*** me! They blew up in the square!

Did you see that?

Waszczuk, f***ing look at me.

Look at me, you hear me?

Look at me.

Fox 06, this is Fox 5, are

we going to get them, over?

- Commander, awaiting orders.

- I think they got our guys.

Fox 6 to all units, keep it together,

do not open fire without orders.

- Fox 06, over.

- That's our truck I think

Sons of b*tches!

Fox 01, Fox 06, zero in on Waszczuk's

patrol on the Short Wave,

second Honker status, over!

This is Fox01, I copy.

Captain, you think its started?

Stay calm!

- Open fire?

- Do not open fire without orders!

We'll send our contact to the other side

to check the status of our missing.

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