He's stepped on some kind of trap.
You take the guys to the RV point,
sort out the medevac. You know our grid reference.
- I'll stay with the boss. - Right, guys, on me.
You cannot wait here. Bandits here. They see you, they kill you.
- What type of bandits? - Drugs.
We know roughly where they are from the tracker.
They could be anywhere.
They'd kill us cos we're Army?
They hate Army most.
We're not safe here.
They're terrorising the village.
Boss? Boss?
- Here. - Don't waste it.
That's the last of it.
We need to find somewhere to hide. We can't stay here.
The tracker's still in the hut.
Right, we need to move. This is way too dangerous.
Once they've picked up the signal, they'll come and find us,
but they'll come down the river, so we need to stay close.
OK. Can you move? Come on.
All right, you're right. You're right.
They're trying to find us.
Is it infected?
Lane?
- At last! - Yeah, all right.
Calm your tits, we're here now.
Are they dead already?
We've got a signal from his tracker.
Approximate grid refs about an hour upriver.
Well, I think he's telling us we ain't got time for breakfast.
Brigadier's set up temp comms.
Should have had a shave.
Bones?
Sir.
Fellas. Situation is grave.
Well, that's why we're here.
So let's get on with it.
Needle in a haystack.
They'll be all over this.
The local military,
they know the jungle like the back of their hand.
Never seen the Brigadier looking this vexed.
He'll be expecting bad news.
We'll find them. We've got to.
- Right, if I can get down to the river. - It's not safe, Lane.
We sit here and die or we give it a go.
- What? - Survival.
We need water.
I can go and get it.
Right, Lane.
Be careful.
Guys, sit up.
As you were, guys.
Right, everybody, outside now, apart from you, King.
You're either going out the door
or you're going out the side of the tent. Move.
Fellas.
- Can I just say... ? - No.
Guys?
Search and rescue.
We're your only hope.
Conops, Bones.
Now.
We've received a weak signal from Captain James' tracker.
It's intermittent. Roger.
Signal coming from around this village here.
Now, there's a very small chance they're still alive.
Let's not be sharing my pessimism with the rest of the section.
Roger will be leading us into the village.
It'll be treacherous, but I'm optimistic we can get there.
And back again?
- I'll see what I can do. - Hm.
River access not safe.
We'll be making our way through the jungle.
Peanut, you stay with the Brigadier and direct ops from here.
- Boss. - We move to the village.
There was a signal there 20 minutes ago,
so they haven't moved yet, thank God.
You guys, you stay here.
You'll be monitoring drone footage
directed from coastal patrol.
You'll have a signal here.
Alert us to any movement.
Remember, you're in bandit country.
Our comms will be sporadic once we're under the canopy.
Right, guys, this is Zero.
Brains on comms. Constant contact.
Look, all you have to do is look at that bloody screen.
Our eye in the sky.
Just try to not get yourselves killed.
Any activity, alert us.
- Wish me luck. - Sarge.
Anything?
Drone's been launched. God knows where it is.
All you can see is trees. Bit of a waste of time.
We've got to do something.
Bones'll get 'em back.
The trouble is...
Go on.
We know the bloke's a prick
but if anyone's going to find 'em, it's that prick.
I hate him.
Everything about him makes my skin crawl.
Yeah, but it's like when you're a kid and something shit happens...
all you want is an adult to come and sort it all out.
Maybe you're right.
We just want them back, alive and well.
Here.
I need you to drink this. I'm going to find something to eat.
I can forage for food, but you need to have this
so you can get strong enough so you can move.
I thought I saw something.
Something?
Someone.
- Oh, did you? - It's hard to tell.
It could have been a branch, wind or... I don't know.
- Let's make you stronger. - Mm.
We're safe here for a bit, aren't we?
- We're dug in? - Yeah.
We need to be rescued.
Hey. You're going to be all right, boss.
Yeah, definitely.
It's just this leg.
We're going to be all right, Lane.
- Georgie? - Boss.
Save your strength.
OK.
Lane? I've got eyes on you at all times.
Boss.
Another 40 minutes.
It'll get trickier.
Trickier and stickier.
I'm sweating like a bastard.
You should have shaved your dopey beard off, Spanner.
This ain't going nowhere till Kilmarnock are top of the league.
This whole area is unofficially a no-go zone.
Drug runners appear to be better resourced than the Belizean army.
I'm assuming they're not interested in engaging in conflict with us?
They don't want their drug trafficking routes discovered, sir.
They'll do anything they can to protect their livelihood.
Exactly. We're solely on a search and rescue,
not interested in stopping their trade.
With all due respect, sir,
I don't think they'll see it that way.
We trespassed into their territory,
they'll want to send out a clear message.
Let's just hope they're in this village
and you guys can get them back safely.
We need them in the village and not being held hostage.
Ezra! Ezra, are you OK?
He tried to shoot me!
Are you hurt? Were you hurt?
- Lane! Lane! - He could have killed me!
Lane!
What are you doing?
He was stalking you with his knife!
I was trying to help you.
He wasn't stalking me! It's Ezra! Look!
I came to help you, you mad man!
Where's your mum? Is she OK?
We both escaped. She's safe.
Is he hurt?
No!
- No harm done, thank God. - No!
- Are you OK? - No harm done!
The area's been compromised, we need to move. Now!
- Ezra, are you OK to move? - He could have killed me!
Ezra, move. Come on, move.
Hello, Delta Fire team, this is Zero.
Did you hear a gunshot? Over.
Hello, Zero. This is Delta Fire team.
Yes, obviously, we heard the shot, heading towards the target now.
What Intel from the eye in the sky? Over.
Zero, nothing definitive.
Over.
Delta Fire team, what the fuck does that mean, you massive bellend?
Zero, talking to control about trying to fly it lower.
As yet, nothing...
... untoward. Over.
Delta Fire... Shit the bed!
Out.
All call signs on me.
Gunshot approximately 1km east of our current location.
Alert us to any movement. Out.
Delta Fire team, this is Zero Alpha.
We're keen, if you encounter anyone,
do not engage, over.
Fuck off!
We head inland.
Well, shouldn't we be following the river?
- We head inland and keep moving. - OK. Ezra?
Come on.
Quick!
Let's go.
What's that?
Hello, all call signs, this is Zero.
Movement heading towards target.
Current position: 16.74189.
Latitude: 89.08530.
Longitude, over.
There are three or four of them.
Zero, possibly three or four, over.
Delta Fire team, are you sure that's not us, you numb nuts?
Zero, sorry.
Out.
Argh!
Boss, do you need a rest?
No, I'm fine.
Let's keep moving.
If that's Bones and his posse, who's that?
Call it in, Brains!
You call it in!
Hello, Delta Fire team, this is Zero.
1km east of your current position, movement.
One, possibly two people heading towards your location.
Over.
Roger that. Out.
British issue.
Doesn't mean anything.
If they were kidnapped in the village,
they'd have taken their weapons off them.
How far to the village, Roger?
About ten minutes.
Let's move, guys.
This is good.
- Do you know these caves? - Mm-hm.
I spent my childhood in them.
They're all over the jungle.
We are safe to rest here.
Lane! Movement!
Look!
Could be an animal.
On me, Spanner.
Boss!
Is he OK?
We're all going to be OK.
We'll stay here, they'll find us.
I'm sorry, Georgie.
Look, why don't you save one big "I'm sorry"
for when I get you out of this mess?
I'm joking. OK?
Maybe you should forge on.
Leave me here, go and get some help, and then come back and find me.
Well, that's not going to happen, is it?
I just need to get you better.
I don't think I can move.
I don't want to slow you down.
Well, it looks like you're stuck with me, Charlie.
Rest. Rest.
I could have killed him.
- Yeah, well, you didn't. - It's bad judgment.
Because you thought he was stalking me.
You don't shoot.
Yeah, but you thought he was going to attack me.
Is this really how it's going to end?
No.
Zero, this is Delta.
Any sign of movement? Over.
Zero, no sign.
Out.
We're here.
They were last seen at the village.
Where would you go if you were fleeing, Roger?
River.
They know the river will lead down to a town.
River. Let's move.
- Anything from the spotter plane? - No, plane lost them.
How could it have lost them?
It'll only pick them up occasionally.
You can't see them through the tree line, like that useless drone.
What is the point of that bloody thing?
It's supposed to be our eye in the sky.
You know nothing happened?
- Eh? - Rab and that nurse.
Nothing actually happened.
What are you chatting about? I don't even care.
Just saying.
He was fighting her off, that's all.
She was proper up for it, but he weren't having none of it.
What are you telling me for? He can do what he likes.
I just thought that might have been a reason why you've had
the arse-ache with him.
I haven't had the arse-ache with him.
Who told you that?
Come on now, a bit obvious.
Mate, I don't even care.
My girlfriend's pregnant.
What?
She texted me.
You've got a girlfriend?
- Sort of. - Sort of? And she's pregnant?
We've been going out on and off since...
Well, yeah, since when?
- School and that. - School?
There was, like, loads of times we weren't going out.
And then somehow... you know.
What, you were, like, friends with benefits?
Yeah.
Except I love her.
Right. Talk to me, Monk.
I am, aren't I?
Right, so you've got a girlfriend.
You're madly in love with her.
You have been for ten years. And now she's pregnant?
Yeah.
That's about the size of it.
Here.
Molly?
You need to drink more water.
- Leave me. - I'm getting you to a hospital, boss.
That's what's happening.
I can't do the job any more.
Molly says I think I can't survive without it.
Save your strength to get back home to her.
She knows.
She knows what?
I've been hiding behind the uniform for too long.
I can't function back home.
At work, my uniform's the only thing holding me together.
Maybe you need help, boss. OK?
The army can help.
She wants me to leave her.
Everything I thought I had...
... all the things I thought were certain,
Molly, everything was simple.
Now it's all falling apart.
Sssh.
- Any news? - No. The plane lost eyes on.
So, if they left the tracker in the village,
surely that means they were taken against their will?
Otherwise, why move?
Right. Rab, monitor duty.
I'm going to rehydrate.
Maise, jump on.
- You all right, Maise? - Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
Right, move up. Let me get me arse in.
- Is there anything? - No.
She still fuming?
I don't know.
Have you stopped crying now?
I was never crying.
All right, yeah!
- Ooh! - What's going on? You all right, Richards?
They use this truck for the action adventure weekends in Belize City.
Obviously left these on board.
Do you think...
with the boss still...
... that it's appropriate?
Exactly. Respect.
You dodged a bullet there, Rab.
I was looking to kick your arse.
All we've got to do is sit here and wait.
It's not like we can actually do anything.
- You're joking? I've been doing this for hours. - All right.
Once you find a shuttlecock and we get the word they're OK,
I kick arse!
I can't find a shuttlecock!
We could use an imaginary one - me v you.
You'd cheat.
I wouldn't!
Yeah, you've got form.
How? We've never played imaginary badders before.
I might let you win.
I might let YOU win.
- Are we friends again, then? - Oh, shut up!
- What? - When haven't we been friends?
When you were being all mardy.
No, you wanker!
Phew.
You're getting on my nerves again already.
Do you want to come to Leeds during R&R?
Are you being serious?
- Yes. - Of course I don't!
Leeds?
Would you like me to come to Colchester, then?
I can sleep on your sofa.
What, with my dad?
Is that where he sleeps?
Yeah, most of the time.
It's the doghouse sofa.
Your mum and dad are at loggerheads?
What?
Sometimes, I just want to bite your nose.
Tease!
Zero, this is Delta Fire team.
Any sign? Over.
No sign of targets.
We'll be heading downriver.
Need you to direct the drone according
and alert us of any activity ahead.
Over.
Roger that. Over.
Here, sir.
Ezra's gone!
- He must have got scared. - We need to move.
He'll compromise us.
OK. Can you get up?
Oh, fuck!
OK, stay there. Get your rest.
We'll move out soon.
Argh!
- Molly? - It's still me, I'm afraid, boss.
OK?
I have no idea what happens from here.
Everything's going to be all right.
I'm sorry, Georgie.
Hey, hey, you've got nothing to be sorry about.
It was my fault Elvis died.
You must miss him.
More than I ever thought would be possible.
I miss him too.
I close my eyes and he's there.
I open my eyes, and I'm back to living this life without him...
- ... but I don't get what it means. - What?
It's like nothing will ever make sense again.
It will.
And maybe one day you'll love again.
Yeah.
I dream of Elvis sometimes.
And he's there... alive...
... holding me.
Sometimes, I dream that I dreamt that he died.
I'm so stupid.
- Georgie... - Sssh.
OK?
Who's this? Who's this? Hello, Delta Fire team, this is Zero.
Bandits spotted near the river bank.
Co-ordinates: 16.75316, latitude,
89.06829, longitude. Over.
Roger. Out.
What's going on, Lane?
Aqui los tengo. Los tengo atrapados.
- Shit! - What's going on?
Are you OK?
I made a stretcher.
Boss, I need to tighten your leg up, OK?
There's a disused airfield, head for that.
- We're going to survive this. - Come on! We need to hurry!
Ezra, help me lift him up. Come on. Move!
- We need to hurry! - After three. One, two, three.
Sigame aqui, los tenemos aqui. Fuera!
Hello, Zero, this is Delta Fire team, over.
Zero, send. Over.
Two gunmen leaving the vicinity.
Co-ordinates: 16.7513, latitude,
89.06829, longitude.
Observe and follow as best you can. Out.
Oh, shit! It's going into cloud again.
Go on, then, Maise.
- Right.
- Yep? - Yep.
Come on, then!
There's no way you're coming back from that!
You know a bumble ain't supposed to fly, right?
It defies physics.
Yeah, well, whatever. It shouldn't be able to fly, right?
Right.
- Well, I reckon it's like them two. - What about them?
You'd never think they would take off.
But look at them.
- They're the bumble bee. - They're just mates.
Oi, what are you two talking about?
Bumble bees.
- Shut up! - I swear to God, honestly, Maise.
Out! 15-3.
My serve.
Have you told 'em your news, Monk?
I told you in confidence!
Yeah, I haven't told anyone.
Call it after me, if it's a lad.
You can't just keep on doing smashes all the time.
Yeah, I can.
What? It's your serve.
What?
My girlfriend's pregnant.
You haven't got a girlfriend.
All I've got to do is wink at a ting and boom!
Put that away!
Right, we have visual.
Esta muerto, pues.
Tenemos que avisarlos.
Skull smashed.
Yeah, nice one, Miss Marple.
Weapon found.
Hello, Delta Fire team, this is Zero.
Bandits heading towards target.
- Over. - Roger that. Out.
Speed it up, boss.
Bingo!
I need a map, Kingy.
I've lost them.
Adelante.
Cuidado.
You need that cloud to shift.
So what are you going to do, mate?
What do you mean?
- Are you going to stand by her? - Oh, that?
Yeah.
She texted me a picture of the pregnancy test,
so I texted her back, saying, "We might as well get married, then."
Ah, keeping it classy, cockney style!
Stuck a heart emoji on the end.
You silver-tongued cavalier!
She sent an aubergine back.
Don't take this the wrong way, Monk...
Go on.
It's definitely yours, yeah?
Of course. Who else is it going to be?
My mate, right - Jamaican lad - his mother comes to the UK.
A year later, she has him, and then the father arrives,
from Jamaica,
hadn't seen the mother since she left.
You do the maths.
I don't get it.
He wasn't his father's child.
My mum's Jamaican.
- I thought you were African. - I'm a little bit of everything.
My dad's side was Somali, and even that's a little bit...
You are the original rainbow warrior.
What's this area, right here?
- Disused airfield. - Disused?
It's in the disputed territory towards the Guatemala border.
Kingy, get your lazy arse over here. Now!
When you did your in-country brief,
did they show you all the satellite images of this area?
- Pretty much. - Do you remember this bit?
We looked at all the terrain towards the Guatemala border, yeah.
They're heading for the disused airfield. Prepare to move.
Roger.
- Want to tell us why you think this? - No. Spanner?
Ready to move, boss.
It's about 3km, right?
About five.
We have to go around the ravine.
The old rope bridge has been cut, no longer viable.
Let's move, guys.
Hello, Zero. This is Delta Fire team.
Check co-ordinates, 16.75316, latitude,
89.09444, longitude. Disused airfield.
Alert us to any activity in that vicinity. Over.
Zero. Roger that.
Out.
Bones is heading for the disused airfield here.
It's Captain James' RV point.
But there's no way! We all saw the boss man's leg.
There's no way he's able to get from A to B, let alone A to Z.
Direct the drones in an east to westerly direction. Over.
Zero. Roger that. Out.
If you can lower him down here, we could get him through to the caves.
He won't be able to get down there.
Leave me here.
Get yourselves down, go to the airfield and signal for help.
That's an order, Lane.
I think we're beyond orders, Charlie.
Look, get help, then come back and get me.
You want me to tell you about the venomous snakes and the spiders
and the other predators that'll take great pleasure
in eating you, yeah?
Look. Look.
Can we somehow get him down?
The airfield is just through these caves.
- What, literally on the other side? - Yeah.
Leave me here!
Zero to all call signs.
Bandits heading downriver.
Possibly towards new RV point from the west.
Delta Fire team heading towards RV point from the east.
Shit!
They could be heading towards the airfield.
His wound's infected.
If we don't get him to a hospital...
I can get him to the airfield.
OK. A bit more.
Shit! Argh! OK, he's on a rock.
He's on a rock. You need to take my place.
One minute, boss. You all right?
Yeah.
You all right? You OK?
Right, I need to lift that off this rock.
After three.
One, two, three.
Go on, Ezra! Let it go.
We're all right. We're all right.
Shit! Boss?
I'm going down.
Boss?
OK. We're all right. It's plain sailing now.
You took a risk there.
Yeah, well, who else have I got to look after?
Right, let me look at this leg.
- I'm going to lose it, aren't I? - No.
Tosser!
Charmed.
We need to get you to a hospital.
You'll have a nasty scar,
but they'll glue you back together again.
- You think? - Yeah.
It's time.
These things take time.
Georgie?
I need you to stop talking now.
OK?
Maybe if... if circumstances had been different...
You've got a fever.
- You don't have Elvis any more. - Yeah, but you've still got Molly.
We've got each other, maybe.
OK. Tell me this when you feel better.
- You think I don't mean it? - No, I...
You might not remember it.
This past year...
... I feel like everything's been slipping away from me.
Hey, listen. Listen.
I need you to be my captain, you need to drive us.
Help get me to the airfield. Yeah?
If we make it, if we survive, it's because of you.
Nothing is slipping away from you.
Yeah? OK?
We can make it through the caves and come out at the airfield.
- OK. - But we need to hurry.
Right, strap me in, tighten the tourniquet.
And let's move.
Boss.
Adelante. Ya estamos. Alla.
Zero. Six bandits. Repeat.
Six bandits, alighting boats and heading in the direction of target.
16.75316, latitude.
89.09444, longitude.
Over.
Roger. Out.
We are going to have to move, lads,
or they're going to get there before we do. Let's go.
Boss.
We're nearly there!
I can see the clearing ahead.
That's a beast of a route, that.
Special forces. You've got to hand it to them.
- They're brave as fuck. - If we can just get the boss back.
We will. That Bones will.
If we get the boss back,
then I'll be right chuffed.
Shit!
Zero to all call signs.
Bandits approaching target, 600 metres west.
Roger, heading in from the east now.
Out. Let's move, guys.
Hello, Delta, this is Zero Alpha, approach with caution.
Only engage as a last resort, over.
Hello, Delta. Over.
Hell, Delta, acknowledge my last. Over.
Bones, did you hear the Brig?
No, I fucking well didn't.
You can spend your life with your head up top brasses' arse
if you want, King. The rest of us have got work to do.
You got us here, Lane.
No, you got us here.
It was your plan.
You've made it.
I'm going to get you home.
I don't think that's happening, but know this...
... I think the world of you, and maybe...
Boss? Boss? Boss! Stay with me!
Ezra! Wait!
- Can you hear that? - Hey!
They've found us! Boss! Come on!
Boss! Ezra! Come in!
Over here! They're with me!
All call signs on me.
For fuck's sake, Bones.
Ezra!
Alli esta. Adelante. Adelante. Sigan.
Se escapan.
Stay down, medic! Engage! Move!
Fuego!
Para que estan esperando?
Corre! Corre! Corre!
Move!
Go!
Move!
Stay where you are, medic.
How many times do I have to come and rescue you, Lane?
Oh, God! No!
Well, you're going to have to be a fucking good medic
to bring him back to life.
We need Captain James med-evaced out of here now!
Call it in, Spanner.
- Now! - Delta to base,
- Kingy! - urgent med-evac required. Over.
Nine-liner, wait out.
Hello, Whisky Zero. This is Zero Alpha.
Emergency medical evacuation urgently required.
16.75316, latitude,
89.9444, longitude. Over.
- Help on the way, boss. - We're getting you out of here.
Kingy, one Cat A, urgent assistance required.
How are we doing with that med-evac?
ETA four minutes.
Hello, all call signs, med-evac en route.
- We've made it. - Ground support to follow.
Boss.
Look at that cloud.
Don't that look just like a baby elephant?
Double fracture, femur, left leg.
Accompanying lacerations, badly infected.
No pain relief administered for over 18 hours.
Don't touch anything! This is now a crime scene.
Two generator checked.
He's going to be all right.
Get him to the hospital.
He'll be fine.
All call signs on me.
Delta, wait out.
Vehicle en route to return you to base.
Leave local investigation unit.
Zero, return to base.
Out.
Saving lives, sir.
- I thought that's what... - Stop talking!
This incident will take years of diplomacy to resolve.
Our mission was to search and rescue.
And with all due respect...
At what cost?
Well, we needn't have engaged,
but now we'd be repatriating two of our own.
I mean, call me old-fashioned, but...
Captain McClyd, remind me...
... who is your regimental commanding officer?
Oh, you are, sir.
But fuck me! This...
Right, guys.
Update from Belmopan Hospital.
Captain James is still a serious cause for concern.
Lane?
He's sedated and stabilised and, once the infection is under control,
he'll be moved back to the UK.
It's going to be a long road.
Right, relax, guys.
Lane, without your intervention, none of this...
Kingy, I'm not ready to hear that at the moment.
I'm sorry.
It's OK.
Fall in, Lane. Guys! Squad!
Squad, attention!
As you were, guys.
Right, three weeks left here in Belize,
then it's back to the UK for regimental duties.
Obviously, we'll need to monitor Captain James' recovery
and possible reintroduction to the company.
In the meantime, you'll be having a new commanding officer.
Carry on, Captain McClyde.
Squad!
Squad, attention!
Seconded to regimental duties,
which means I am in charge of you shitheads,
all for saving everybody's lives!
Be prepared cos I'm going to beast each and everyone of you.
I cannot afford to take liabilities on tour.
We've got two new soldiers joining us in Bangladesh.
One of you will be going home at the end of the week.
Welcome to a mosquito-infested shithole.
We'll be working with Mrs Chowdhrey here in her outreach project,
building a temporary isolation facility.
This is my husband, Inspector Rathmel Chowdhrey,
my son, Sumon.
We're still getting reports of hundreds of women
and children still trying to cross the Naf River into Bangladesh.
We have to assess and take the most needy cases.
Oh, my God! It's Fingers!
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