Starship Troopers: Invasion

I always get the shakes

before a drop.

I had the injections...

hypnotic prep...

The Federation shrinks

scanned my brainwaves.

Everything checked out.

The doc says it wasn't fear.

I could've told him that.

A horse locked in the starting gate

isn't afraid.

He's just ready to run.

A-Team, our mission is to seize

and control the B Dock area,

clear away the bugs,

and evac the survivors.

Now, once we land, we join forces

with the K-12 team at the fort.

It's a standard grab-and-go.

After the rescue, we return to the ship,

take off, then we blow

the fort and the bugs.

- Are we clear?

- Loud and clear, sir!

Go, go, go!

- Report!

- Pretty bad, sir.

- Some of our men are still up our corridor.

- Then let's get 'em outta there.

Mech! We're done here.

Prep to blow.

- Sir!

- Holy Man and Chow, on the cover.

Biggers and Crysoch, hold position.

The rest of you, follow me.

We're on a rescue mission, people!

Lieutenant Daugherty,

what is your status?

Too many bugs.

No way to take back Fort Casey.

We'll hold 'til the

John A. Warden evacuates.

Alesia will stand by for

immediate evac. Keep me posted.

Roger that.

Mech, what's your ETR?

Almost there, sir.

Done. Let's go!

- Charleston's down! Medic!

- I'm on it!

Have you completed

loading the crates?

No, that is your priority.

What the hell is this about, Carl?

Wonderful to see you again, Carmen.

- You commandeered my damn ship.

- Borrowing it. I'll give it back.

You're never gonna take

the John A. Warden from me.

Guards, I believe Captain Ibanez

needs an escort to the Alesia.

What do you want

with my ship, Carl?

Carmen, that's classified.

But I can tell you this:

This mission...

Oh, this mission will turn the tide.

You always were such an a**hole.

And I was always so fond

of you as well, Carmen.

See you on Terra.

Friends always, right?

A-Team, reload!

This is A-Team leader

to Fort Casey.

- Evacs, come in!

- About goddamn time.

It's a little crowded out here.

Exit now, Dock B.

- On our way.

- Show some hustle.

It's quiet now,

but that ain't gonna last.

Evacs coming up! Keep your

eyes open and your heads down!

I don't want to lose

anyone to friendly fire.

- Who's in charge?

- Acting Commander, sir.

Major Henry Varro has been

relieved of duty.

Relieved? What the hell happened?

This was a suicide mission

from the get-go.

- F***ing headcase!

- Shut your mouth, Ratzass.

You wanna be busted like Hero?

We're outta here.

Let's get back to the ship.

Mech, how's it coming

with that charge?

Armed and dangerous.

You have to be kidding me.

Thanks for waiting, jackass!

Command, if there are new orders,

let me know, goddamn it!

Are we gonna escort

the John A. Warden or not?

Behind us!

Sir, this is Biggers!

Can't hold anymore! We're...

F***! Sons of b*tches!

Captain Jonah, this is A-Team.

Landing ship destroyed.

Boarding directly now.

Roger that. As soon as you're aboard,

Alesia will depart.

Lance formation!

Fall back to the Alesia!

Hold formation! Hold formation!

My arm! My goddamn arm!

Medic!

Return to the ship!

Trig! Move your goddamn ass!

We're taking off!

Come on!

Jump!

Thanks.

Any time.

- Score?

- 430.

Give or take.

You gonna do it or what?

Hit it, maestro.

Three, two, one...

Boom!

Come on, guys.

This sh*t ain't over yet.

Yeah. All right.

So what the hell happened

to you guys down there?

We were right on top

of a motherfucking anthill.

Varro saved our ass.

Then that ESP prick Jenkins

sent us on a death run.

Straight into a goddamn hive.

But you didn't hear that sh*t

from me.

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