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[indistinct radio chatter]

But if you quit on yourself,

- [man] You need SWAT? - [Mac] SWAT won't be enough.

[Olson] We got a clear direction.

- Not good. Things are about to get biblical up here. - Listen,

Sentinel, this is Mac.

Your total patriot set off a bomb

are in the fucking ground.

Stay with me, Mac.

[Deptula] Stay dry. Stay safe. Will let you know

There's no cornerman to throw in the towel

I am not bringing this to you.

[Malick] Hey, give me a perimeter.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

- [Mac groaning] - [Tee] Come on, Mac.

Drones. C-2 repeaters.

[Ben] You got to sit tight, let him do his job.

That bell wants you to quit!

Orienteering, huh?

- [Tony] Shit. - [Tee] Grenade!

- You got what it takes? - Hooyah, sir!

Kept thinking about the crash. Seeing my co-pilot.

- [Tony] It's not my first rodeo. - [Malick] EOD,

Northwest from your position. Heading for high ground.

making this our new search area.

[high-pitched ringing]

This is not the James Reece you remember.

Come on, I tagged you.