The Wall Page #3

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[ Sobbing ]

You f***er.

F***. F*** it.

F***.F***.

God!

[ Gasping ]

MAN ON RADIO:

Last transmission...

Come in... How do you copy?

Come in...

Last transmission...

Come in...

How do you copy?

How do you read us?

[ Static ]

Last transmission...

How do you copy?

How do you copy?

This is Spartan Thirty Tree.

How copy?

MAN ON RADIO:

Reading you Lima Charlie, over.

This is Spartan Thirty Tree...

...receiving enemy fire.

Requesting dust off...

I got a man down...

There's a shooter...

got us pinned,

me, got me pinned...

requesting medevac, I repeat,

I repeat, requesting medevac.

MAN ON RADIO:

What's your position, over?

Uh... Uh, Grid Hotel Whiskey

seven, two, zero, three.

MAN ON RADIO:

Copy that. Stand by.

[ Groans ]

[ Exhales ]

Oh, God.

Hey, Shane,

we're goin' home, buddy!

[Sighs]

[Wind rustling]

[ Chuckles ]

About f***in' time...

[ Radio static ]

[ Exhales ]

All right, come on.

This is Spartan Tree Tree...

are you there, over?

Okay.

MAN ON RADIO:

Reading you, Lima Charlie.

You're on a radio feed,

and we do not want

to move beyond range

of your signal.

Do you copy?

Beyond range of my signal?

You're already

in my local radio.

Are you close?

MAN ON RADIO:

Need a confirm on your ID, over.

This is Sar'nt Allen Isaac,

51st ODA.

I have Staff Sar'nt

Shane Matthews here with me,

but he's down, possibly KIA...

I don't know.

He's not responding, so...

Over.

MAN ON RADIO:

We copy Spartan Tree Tree.

Prepping medevac.

[ Softly ]

Okay.

[ Exhales ]

Oh, Jesus Christ.

All right,

you little f***er, you.

[ Exhales ]

F***ing NATO round.

Goddamn.

7.62 by 51...

No, we got a shooter,

high-caliber weapon.

Requesting UAV.

MAN ON RADIO:

We need your challenge code

before we send in medevac.

Whoa, wait.

Say that again?

MAN ON RADIO:

Requesting your challenge code.

What the f*** is...?

No, but... umm...

Who is this?

MAN ON RADIO:

This is Captain Otis Simmons.

I need your challenge code

if I'm going to get you

and your Staff Sar'nt medevac.

Uh, Romeo... no...

No, wait, I didn't say

I needed medical assistance.

Do you copy?

MAN ON RADIO:

Copy that. I assumed.

But this is protocol.

[ Radio static ]

Well, f*** me,

how do I know that?

Huh? That you are

who you say you are?

Allen Isaac.

You and your Staff Sergeant

Shane Matthews

made an overnight worm

into a killzone

to investigate a potential sniper

and report back to us.

Okay, okay...

All right, I'm sorry.

I'm a little f***ed up.

Uh, listen, you gotta bring

a heavy escort...

This guy's a f***ing a**hole.

[Wind blowing]

[ Exhales ]

[ Radio static ]

Where do you keep goin'?

MAN ON RADIO:

Do you have a flare, sergeant?

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