Turkey Shoot Page #2

at Nee-Alcatraz Military Prison,

where he's serving life,

plus a thousand years, for war crimes.

My God! How can he live with himself?

He maintains

he has no memory of the killings, Teena,

after being shot in the head.

So, Ramrod, a fellow soldier.

What do you say to that?

Navy SEAL is Marine for 'p*ssy'.

Ramrod!

I'm a jarhead, Torn.

I say hoorah! Bring it.

You heard it from the man.

It's game on!

With nothing but the clothes

on his back and a GPS,

Turkey 177 will be dropped

into the

Appalachian Mountains rainforest,

approximately four miles

from the target.

While avoiding four shooters

with a license to kill.

Now...

- Are you...

- Ready to play'?

It's time to go live on Level 1,

for a rumble in the jungle,

where an ex-Navy SEAL takes on...

Ramrod,

Alpha.

Golgotha and Kintay

in Game 177 of Turkey Shoot!

It's live... with death.

Agh!

Aghhh!

F***!

Agh!

Tricked that a**hole.

You ain't gonna make it, SEAL.

F***in' numbnuts.

I'd like some water, please.

Got yourself a nice little hide-out.

You've gone soft, Llewyn. And stupid.

It's 'Ramrod' now.

What kind of f***in' name is that'?

That's cheating.

That's the perks for being number one.

Plus they really want you dead.

They'?

The powers that be.

Thatcher?

Even if I knew...

Like shooting fish in a barrel.

That's not very righteous.

What happened to you'?

Money, fame.

See, I'm a celebrity now.

What are you'?

The killer of women and children.

Isn't that what you said at my trial?

At least you remember that.

They shoulda offed you in the brig.

They tried - they died.

Don't do it.

I can tell you things

you don't remember.

You didn't kill those kids.

The massacre - you were framed.

One minute remaining.

59, 58...

You're not going to make it, SEAL.

57, 56...

- I'll see you on the next level.

- ..55...

Not if I see you first.

53...

34, 33, 32, 31...

30 seconds remaining.

18,17,16,

15,14,13,12,11...

10 seconds remaining.

9, 8, 7, 6...

At ease, Commander.

Did you bring it?

Bunch of Nazis in this place.

It is a hospital, sir.

It's a filthy habit,

but when your days are numbered,

you have to do what you want,

whatever the consequences.

Did you watch it'?

Yes, sir.

I thought he looked good, considering.

I didn't recognise Sergeant Llewyn.

Ramrod?

He's different since the trial.

Profiting from death changes a person.

So, you know we're sending in

a team to finish the job'?

Yes, sir.

I want you to pilot the chopper.

Now, we both know that

Commander Tyler is a good soldier

who would never divulge

classified intelligence,

but my colleagues consider him a

loose end - and loose ends come undone.

Commander... it is imperative

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