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KENNEDY: A struggle against the common enemies of man.
FRANKLIN ROOSEVELT: A date which will live in infamy.
Ask not what your county can do for you...
KENNEDY: ...a grand and global alliance for all mankind.
[♪♪♪]
[ROARING]
[DIALOGUE INAUDIBLE]
[DIALOGUE INAUDIBLE]
HIGGINS: Klendathu, day 165.
From up here, the Bug War felt different.
No muck clogging up your equipment,
no bug guts splattered on your power suit.
From above, the war almost felt surreal.
Almost.
[EXPLOSION RUMBLES]
Okay Roughnecks, this is your stop.
IBANEZ: Sector Beta 232, initiate dropsuit sequence.
That's a no-go, Ibanez. LZ's too hot for company.
We need the area cleared before drop.
Sir, Lieutenant Walker's orders were quite specific:
Stealth drop, no ordinance, no exceptions.
Walker.
Shoulda known he'd find a way to fry our hides.
I'm not serving up my squad as a bug banquet
so some Intel gung-ho can save S.I.C.O.N. a few bombs.
You read me, ensign? Clear us a drop zone, pronto.
Sir, yes sir.
I take it some history exists between Lieutenant Walker
and Lieutenant Razak?
We pulled an op with him when we were on Pluto.
And let's just say he and the LT did not get along.
[SCREECHING]
Yes!
Yeah!
WALKER: Lieutenant, your orders were to hold all fire
until you were on the surface.
There were troopers in that sector you just leveled.
That-- That intel was unavailable.
Secret op, need-to-know basis only.
You didn't need to know.
You should have just followed orders.
We've lost communication with the six squads in the area,
and General Redwing personally was in commd
of those Troopers.
WALKER: The bombing which left General Redwing and six squads MIA
is only indicative of Lieutenant Razak's
blatant disregard for the chain of command
and standard S.I.C.O.N. protocol.
And this is not the first time the lieutenant's actions
have led to disaster.
It was during Operation Pest Control,
the lieutenant's first command.
For his troopers, it would be their last.
[ROARS]
[SCREECHES]
Ah!
[SCREECHES]
[ROARS]
Ah!
WOMAN: This issue must be resolved immediately.
With Redwing's squads out of the picture,
the entire base is vulnerable to bug attack.
These are serious charges, lieutenant.
What do you have to say for yourself?
I'll let my record speak for itself, sir.
That it will, lieutenant.
Private Higgins, describe in detail
the events of day 19 of the Tophet campaign.
Um, the lieutenant, he had one of his hunches
about bug activity in the sector.
[♪♪♪♪]
This may not be a good time to mention it,
but I never actually passed the simulator course.
WALKER: So the lieutenant ordered you,
an untrained, inexperienced civilian,
to go on a dangerous recon mission?
Not exactly sound military judgment.
Ah!
I did it.
Lieutenant Razak was just trying to make me realize
this war isn't just about pretty pictures
for S.I.C.O.N. recruiting vids.
Lieutenant Razak?
[GRUNTS]
[LASERS FIRING]
Give me your other hand.
[GRUNTING]
[SCREECHING]
Sir, in my opinion, Lieutenant Razak was just trying--
This tribunal deals in facts, private, not opinions.
That is all.
How'd it go?
Walker's definitely gunning for the LT, with both barrels.
Should have dropped him on those bugs
instead of that baby plasma.
They wouldn't actually court-martial Razak, would they?
Walker's gonna give us each the third degree
on the lieutenant.
Only question is,
which one of us gives up Razak first?
WALKER: Isn't it true, Trooper T'Phai, that Lt. Razak
didn't exactly welcome you into the squad?
Not unexpected, given the circumstances.
Hello, Gene.
General Redwing.
My, aren't we official tonight.
This isn't a personal call.
No, not personal, personnel.
Barely a month ago we were fighting against the Skinnies.
Now you expect our forces to about-face
and fight beside them?
They're allies, plain and simple.
Miriam, the timing of this could not be worse.
Given the state of the war, I'd have to disagree.
But this particular Skinnie--
The orders have been cut, Gene.
Sir, yes, sir.
Redwing out.
Goodbye, Gene.
Listen up. With Jenkins gone, I'm told we're one ape short.
So S.I.C.O.N. sent us a Gibbon.
As you know, Skinnie technology
does not include lightspeed travel.
Those who wish to join the war effort
had to enlist as S.I.C.O.N. recruits.
I'm aware you're used to beg addressed as colonel.
That rank no longer applies.
Gossard, set up a talk box for Private T'Phai.
It is not necessary.
I have studied your language.
Fine.
Get your cans in gear. We drop in 20.
[♪♪♪]
The big dogs should have left craters we can use as foxholes.
Private T'Phai, scout the beach for cover.
Yes, sir.
Any backup, sir?
No.
[SCREECHING]
Ugh!
T'Phai to Alpha Leader.
Corridor to Foxhole One, clear, over.
Clear?
Move out!
Your orders were to scout, not to secure.
Pay attention, private.
[SIGHS] Yes, sir.
Despite a S.I.C.O.N. directive ordering all squads
to assimilate Skinnie recruits,
he treated you no better than a second-class citizen.
I am the Roughneck I am today
because of Lieutenant Razak's leadership.
And a Roughneck is second to no one.
Why would the LT let that Intel weasel fillet him like this?
He wouldn't.
Something else is going on.
I'm just not sure what.
Ensign Ibanez,
recount for the tribunal the recent commandeering
of the Valley Forge by Major Zander Barcalow.
Major Barcalow had been infected by the bugs on the ice asteroid.
We just didn't know how bad.
Dektor, vital signs normal.
Evans, vital signs normal.
Barcalow, vital signs-- What?
Body temp 84, pulse 273,
irregular brainwave fluctuation?
[GASPS]
Ugh!
[GROWLING]
Zander?
Zander...
no longer exists.
Lieutenant, listen to me carefully.
You've been infected with some kind of bug virus.
I'm sure I can help.
Now, why would I want to be helped?
Argh!
[HOWLING]
So much for the Hippocratic Oath, eh doc?
[SCREAMING]
Argh!
Argh!
[BEEPING]
Ugh!
[HOWLING]
Greetings, fellow Troopers.
Since Commander Marlow has been tied up,
I've assumed command of the ship.
He's wigged.
Whoa!
Hyper drive's disengaging.
Wherever Zander was taking the ship, we've arrived.
Ready to go down with your ship, commander?
[LASER FIRING]
Stand down, Barcalow, it's over.
[ROARS]
[RUMBLING]
Seat-of-the-pants time.
[ROARS]
The bug in him was going home.
A Methuselah class starshp was nearly destroyed,
and a demented S.I.C.O.N. officer
with untold military secrets
was allowed to escape onto the bug home planet?
I don't think this could get much worse.
[SNARLING]
We pulled an op on Tophet
when some genius at S.I.C.O.N. decided we needed help.
We just called it C.H.A.S.
Looks like we're all out of a job.
I am fully operational, Lieutenant Jean Razak.
Serial number JR902441.
Decorated for meritorious service ten times.
RAZAK: We all are a bit skeptical about this piece of hardware,
but it has been assigned to our squad
and we will deal with it.
Understood, Roughnecks?
ROUGHNECKS: Sir, yes, sir!
WALKER: But Lieutenant Razak soon went against the spirit
of his own orders, didn't he?
RICO: LT was just being cautious about that tin can,
like we all were.
But in the end,
I guess it proved itself a Trooper.
Higgins!
Whoa!
Do not move.
I'll get him.
No, I will.
C.H.A.S., can you defuse it?
Negative.
The trigger is pressure sensitive.
Without weight displacement, the mine will detonate.
Whoa!
You're right, Private Higgins.
Some losses are not acceptable.
[SCREAMS]
Go. I will cover your retreat.
[SCREECHING]
I am out of ammunition.
Roughnecks, ho!
WALKER: Another valuable piece of military hardware destroyed
under Lieutenant Razak's command.
Tophet, day 83.
Lieutenant Razak led you into a blind canyn
with disastrous results.
TROOPER: Skinnies!
On the ridge!
RAZAK: Take cover!
Ugh!
Argh!
Argh!
This is Alpha Team requesting emergency reinforcements!
No!
This is Rico. Dizzy is do!
Rico, keep moving to--!
Lieutenant!
Argh!
WALKER: And all of your squad was captured by the Skinnies,
isn't that correct?
It was the LT who led the escape from the Skinnie prison.
He's the one that's gotten us through this stinking Bug War
in one piece!
By breaking every rule in the book as he sees fit!
When the bugs play fair, maybe he'll do the same!
Sir.
Lieutenant Razak,
do you have anything to say before we pass sentence?
[ALARM SOUNDING]
Bugs advancing on the perimeter!
We have a traitor among us.
Feeding the bugs intel on our every move.
Wait a minute!
You don't think--?
Traitor! Destroy him!
[GRUNTING]
IBANEZ: Control bug!
It's been pulling the general's strings all along!
But the bug attack, we'll never hold!
We've got your back, lieutenant.
Redwing?
You're alive.
My squads are in crossfire position.
Any bug retreat will be sealed off.
And who says Intel isn't on the ball?
We knew there was an internal security breach,
so lieutenant Razak and I came up with this plan
to flush 'em out.
What, the whole thing was a setup?
Secret op: Need to know basis only.
You didn't need to know.
All right, Roughnecks!
You want to live forever?
ROUGHNECKS: Ho!
HIGGINS: The lieutenant's strategy had worked.
The bug-controlled traitor was discovered
and the attacking horde was neutralized.
Sandwiched between the Roughnecks and Redwing's squads.
Maybe Lieutenant Walker knew a little better
what kind of a leader Razak really was.
As for the Roughnecks, that was no secret at all.
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