Professor, this is the last box from the Indian burial site.
- What a fantastic find! - Yeah... I'm going to bed.
Thanks, Marissa. Good night.
Good night. Don't stay too late, okay?
- Hello, Charles? - Good evening, Dean Schuler.
I hope you have some good news for me.
We broke through the inner chamber.
We've got it! The skull of the big chief, Six Bears.
Charles, fantastic. The agents are going to be very pleased.
I was starting to think the curse was real.
Since when are you superstitious?
Since we Invested US$ 10 million In this project.
Hello?
Hello? Shit!
Help! Help! Help me!
Help! Help me, please! Help!
No!
Open up! Help! Please!
Hey, what the hell are you doing here?
Help me, please. He's coming.
There.
Stop right there.
Back off.
- Signal? - No.
Fuck!
Got it!
- Dakota? Yeah, York! - Copy, your signal, York.
We've been compromised. Report your status.
The whole team is gone. I repeat, all M.I.A.
- Just Terry and me. - What happened down there?
- Ambush. - Where are you?
- We're about... - Seventy.
70 clicks from civilization. No ammo.
- Moving to get a better signal. - You need to get us outta here now.
- You're breaking down, York. - We won't make it through the night.
We won't make it through the night. You need to get us outta here now.
Copy? Dakota?
Phone is dead.
It's here. They can triangulate us with the phone signal.
- Leave it on until battery runs off. - Half hour of daylight. We huff it?
No, we'd make 8 clicks at best.
- We dig in. - Face to face?
Face to face.
Gather around, people.
This call came through the JSOC emergency line three weeks ago.
- Listen up. - He comes to you at dusk.
Communication systems fall. Radios, cell phones, dead.
First ,Neumeyer. No trace.
Then, Bielghlock, no trace.
Then, Terry.
I saw him split open, like a fish.
I can't describe it. It's like nothing I've ever seen before.
It's out there. He watches you.
He hunts you.
God help you.
They were just on a training mission.
J.S.O.C. Responded with a 4-man excursion unit...
They also vanished without a trace.
That's two 4-man operating teams uncounted for.
We're here to find out what happened and do something about it.
We have absolute federal authority to eliminate this problem...
by all means necessary, up to and included the use of deadly force.
They disappeared one by one.
Air and brief Sector 9. Air and brief Sector 9.
- Has any non-military been targeted? - 2 archaeologists killed a month ago.
You know as much as I do at this point.
All right, people.
This is where Kansas gave their final report. They were on their way down.
I keep expecting somebody will jump out of the bushes and tell us...
we're on "Candid Camera" or something.
I bet you these guys are Delta.
- What's on your mind? - I don't know, Mike.
Going into a situation with this team...
I'm into the cover look, but...
I don't know. I guess I'm just old-fashioned.
I'm Davis, Underwater Demolition...
long-range reconnaissance and communications.
Stella Cordero.
Fort Benning Sniper School instructor.
If you can see it, I can shoot it.
Smith, combat and demolition, sabotage instructor.
Scott, long-distance Intel gathering.
Rough country, isn't it?
York could find his way out of anything, with or without a compass.
He busted my balls trying to get in that team.
- He's a real bad ass, chief. - Let's hope so. Let's go!
Okay, people, let's go to work.
Find out whatever we can find. I need anything, anything at all.
Let's go.
Sometimes, the signature of the earth is disturbed enough...
to create a difference in temperature.
- I know. - You do?
Decomposing body can affect the ground temperature.
The imager is sensitive. It finds a body a month after it's been buried.
Old brass.
A 30O Savage. It's a hunting round.
About six months old. You can tell by the discoloration.
You're a real pepper sprout, aren't you, Scott?
An experienced sniper will soak his brass in motor oil...
just to take the shine off. Make it look old.
Remember Kandahar?
Two weeks live off those royal flea-bitten stallions.
1st contact, assassination. It was supposed to be an in-and-out deal.
Whole damn hillside blew up.
I fired that 50 until the barrel glowed red.
There must've been a full division in that cave.
The point is we knew these guys.
They're the best. They're not gonna just disappear.
I know. Believe me, I know.
That's Terry's lighter. Pack it.
- What's the stain from? - Blood, sister.
- Looks like they slaughtered a deer. - That'd explain the delightful smell.
Deer season's over.
You cut a man's throat, it makes a lot of blood.
More than you'd expect.
It takes a killer to kill with a knife up close and personal.
Especially one of these guys. It takes a particular kind of training.
All right, people, let's pack up.
We got one more to go. Omaha's four hours away.
Are you okay?
I knew York.
He was one of the best with the gun, with the knife.
He trained me.
There wasn't anything on earth that would scare him.
Davis.
I think I'll draw back a piece. Sniff around a little.
I really hope Smith make it back to the D-Z.
We passed ranger school together.
She'll track us.
We'll give her another 20 minutes, then we'll break radio silence.
Leary can be tough, but these hills can be deceptive.
She'll be okay.
- We lost Smith. - She'll catch up.
Camp fire. One man alone. Looks like a hobo.
It's not our guy.
- Hey there, old timer. - You got any beans?
I don't know. You hungry? You want some?
Beans is good. You just heat them and they're good to go.
- You've been up here long? - Did you bring me any beans?
There you go.
We're...
We're looking for some friends.
They came this way about two weeks ago.
- This is Army beans. - It's all we got.
They "was" Army too.
I can get you a can opener.
Old Joe...
has to prove himself to the other side.
Has to scalp himself some braves...
tough sturdy boys like you fellows.
Old Joe has to prove himself to the other side.
I think the old Cherokee fiddle is playing off key.
Has to scalp himself some braves.
Too much time alone in these hills.
Tough and sturdy boys, like you fellows.
He'll take the baddest and the meanest. He "don't" care.
Well, enjoy the food.
They call him Cotton Mouth Joe.
Watch your top knot, soldier brute.
Let's go.
- We've got something strange here. - What is it?
Ah, no, no. Never mind. Horse and rider.
Chief, let's check this place.
Let's go.
Set up a perimeter. Find him!
Now, that's just plain weird.
It's bound to nettle thread, Iroquois style.
Before they formed the 5 nations, Iroquois are known to raid...
a thousand miles in enemy territory.
No tracks, chief. He couldn't have got out of here with anyone see him.
- Did you hear something? - What was that?
All right, I suggest we move out.
Chief, this doesn't look good.
I don't get it, chief.
There must be a major magnetic charge in this valley.
Okay, let's move.
Big enough current can cause magnetic changes in your brain.
Make you see things.
We're not alone.
Since the Indian, we've had company. I'd wager my life on that.
We're being stalked, chief.
It kind of makes you feel special, doesn't it?
I tell you what: Let's get a little closer to Omaha's last sit rep.
We'll call it a night and get some rest.
In the meantime, if you see anything at all, we go tactical.
Just remember though: We deal with facts, not feelings.
Don't let your imagination go crazy, okay?
I want trip stick flares on a perimeter...
O.C. Wires on intervals, and remember...
this is a civilian environment.
Before absolutely positive before you make this shot.
A civilian environment outflanked 8 of the baddest-ass operators...
that ever graduated with a Green Beret.
That smell. It's like rotten fruit.
It's the smell of rotten flesh. You never get used to it.
This reminds me of Laos.
Ever heard of a place where they say rivers go backwards?
Strange things happen. Weird occurrences.
Locals are used to it.
People go missing and turn up 50 miles away, that kind of thing.
I had a meal there once. The Mao Pagoda.
It's live scorpions on rice. You eat it with chopsticks.
Bit off the tails and deep them in soy sauce. I think you'd like it.
You gotta be kind of masochistic. A thrill junkie.
You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to.
You stay cool, Poke Salad Annie. You're a tough one.
Watch your back. Native American burial site.
I have a strange and uncomfortable feeling about this place.
Listen...
No cars, no planes, no birds.
Nothing. It's what the first man heard.
It's what the last man will hear.
Just the wind blowing through the trees and the world turning.
You've been working on that one for a while, haven't you?
- Too much? - Just a bit.
We're all taking one-hour shifts. Whatever you do, don't fall asleep.
Okay?
If you can't handle it, wake me up.
I can handle it.
There's an old saying:
"If the Earth doesn't belong to man, man belongs to the Earth".
Don't worry. Smith will show up.
- How long have you been Delta? - There's no such thing as Delta.
You know what I mean.
Long enough to know when I'm being distracted.
Keep your guard up and your head clear.
Oberron.
Oberron!
Let's go. Wake up.
Chief, Oberron, Davis, gone. Equipment, rifles, everything.
Oberron woke me before my shift.
Davis was up first. I saw her.
She relieved me and was tuned in.
- They're taking defensive. - It makes no sense.
Unless you have a 20O-year Indian with a hunger for Army rations.
There's no tracks. It's as if they have disappeared.
Well, I'm about to unload a lot of pain onto this Cotton Mouth Joe.
- Is Oberron wearing his Satcom link? - No. Left behind.
You can eat if you want to. We'll wait for you.
I'm ready. I'll eat on the go.
Smith, Davis, now Oberron? How are we to fight someone you can't see?
It's fresh, but we haven't seen it before.
Went out solo, one man. Two, maybe 250.
One o'clock. He's armed.
It's not him.
I know. Our guy doesn't use a rifle.
Get some rope while you're at it.
Deer poachers.
- They said they'd find us, right? - What are you talking about?
Jefferson and Sheridan. They went missing last night.
You took them in. I know how you do things.
You'd better go away. Far, far away.
If I see you again, I'm gonna kill you.
- 10 years ago, I would've done it. - We're clear up ahead.
Nathan, it's that sound again.
I don't wanna die, man. I wanna go home.
- Listen. There's something here. - What's going on?
Omaha's last sit rep.
All right, people.
This could be our only chance to find out what happened here.
Just like with Kansas. Find it, bag it, tag it.
Check your instruments, people.
- GPS is down. - Laser sight's gone.
Range finder's dead. What's going on here, guys?
It's that cold wind again.
Jesus, it's right through your bones, that smell.
We've been compromised. 12 o'clock!
Find your cover!
Hold your fire!
Chief, it's a guy on a horseback. He's on his own.
Identify yourself!
We're U.S. Army on active assignment!
You're ordered to identify yourself! Now!
- Go challenge him. We'll cover you. - Roger that.
Some nasty ass smell there, partner.
Mary, mother of God. What are you?
Fire!
- Rodriguez! - Chief!
Code blue, code blue.
Anybody get a copy of my radio here?
This is Angel Hawk, we have a copy on your code blue. Do you copy?
Yeah, I copy you, Angel Hawk. I copy you. Over.
Please, identify yourself.
Cap. Mike Leary, U.S. Army, I'm on special assignment. Over.
We had a report of explosion. What seems to be the problem down there?
We've been under attack. Unknown assailant, armed and dangerous.
I've got man down. I need an evac as soon as possible.
Negative, sir. The Nearest O.C. Is 3 clicks Northwest...
but we can provide air cover.
Chief!
Coming in at 2 o'clock. Got a visual on you, captain. Hold on.
Got a lock on your jock. Is that your hostile? Over.
That's a big 10-4. I appreciate all the help I can get. Out.
Chief, come quick! It's Oberron!
Scott! Son of a bitch!
Scott, get the bag, the medic bag!
Get off! Get it off! God damn it!
Hang in there, buddy. Come on, get it off of him!
It's a ghost. I saw it.
- He's gonna outlive us all. - Okay, okay, take it easy.
Take it easy. You're gonna make it out of this.
Come on, more blood. Get the grip on, get the grip on.
Get the drip! We gotta get out of this!
You'll be okay, baby.
Every year, about an hour...
for no reason, no reason at all...
shoals of salmon...
they jump up and try to do summersaults.
You gotta see it chief.
Promise me you'll take some time off...
Promise me...
- Promise me you'll see it. - I'll see. I promise you.
We'll see it together, my friend. We'll see it together.
Rodriguez, where the hell is Lawrence?
Go get Lawrence! Get Lawrence now! Go find him!
- What are we doing here, Mike? - It's okay. You're gonna be good.
Okay, baby. It's okay. It's okay.
You know, there's a lot of talk about your first kill.
How it affects you.
They say you never forget about but... you do.
They all blend together after a while.
But when you lose a man from your own command, that's different.
That sticks with you.
2:30 in the morning, with the old lady...
kids sleeping in the other room...
they all come back. Every one of them, every face.
You did your best.
Well, we shot and killed our own guy.
Chief, Lawrence's vanished.
Not a trace. Nothing.
Well, whatever the hell it was, it fooled us.
It had our number big time.
You're alright?
It was strange leaving my dog tag.
Plausible deniability.
Yeah, I know about that.
The U.S. Army has been everything to me.
And, when I finally make it, they bust me down to a civilian.
It's only for this mission. Don't let it get to you.
- Have you ever hunted a man? - No.
For some people, it's a tradition.
Jicarilla, Navajos, Coeur D'Alene.
It's takes a long time to learn how to hunt men like them.
- What do you see? - A horse...
is the easiest mammal to track. Leaves no huff prints.
It doesn't figure.
Okay, people. We're gonna have to go to the old bait and lure.
We can't hunt what we can't track.
We're gonna have to bring it to us.
If it breathes, I can kill it.
Son of a bitch!
God!
Our priority is to stay alive.
- Chief. - We gotta leave this territory.
Get back, reassess... We gotta do that now.
All right, let's go.
Go! Go! Go!
Scott, come in. Leary, it's Cordero. Come back to me, guys.
I don't understand why you didn't hit the horse.
- What's that body armor? - Armor has nothing to do with it.
This thing can't be stopped.
Rodriguez proved that. He was right on top of him.
It's not human.
If I can get close enough with this landmine, I'll level everything...
in a 50-yard radius.
That thing, whatever it is...
will regret killing my people.
That's a promise.
- It's leaving a trail. - Then, we can track it.
Let's go. Follow me.
- Are you okay? - I am alright, I'll survive.
Get the rope down here!
Son of a bitch.
You okay?
What was down there?
Don't ever ask me that again. Let's go.
The trail's gone.
It means we lost it or it's right on our ass.
- 10 o'clock. I got it. - Go!
He's playing with us.
Scott, what the hell are you doing out here anyway?
Don't leave me, chief. Mother of Christ. Don't leave me like this...
not like this, on my own. I'm In so much pain.
It's screwing with our heads.
We saw him die. He's dead.
Don't leave me, chief. Oh, mother of Christ...
don't leave me here like this, don't leave me on my own.
You cannot go after him.
I'm not going after him. I'm going after it.
Shit!
Damn it!
Give a full extraction unit, I'll have this thing...
mounted and stuffed on the colonel's wall. It's not working.
Chief!
- Rodriguez. - It's still toying with us.
We backtracked on ourselves.
Moss grows on the North side of the tree.
We can use that to orientate.
You take the high ground. I'll go around the base.
Go!
Don't you worry, my friend.
This thing will meet its maker very... soon.
Come on, let's go! Come on!
Let's go! Come on!
Let's go, baby!
Hey, you! What the...?
Security! Security, come quickly!
Okay, come on. Come on. You're gonna be okay.
Don't worry. The thing is at the Cherokee Peak.
Hey, give me a hand here. Don't worry, kid.
- They'll take good care of you. - Ready to cut power.
Not yet.
- Who the hell are you? - We're U.S. Army.
- You're part of that unit? - That's right. What's left of it.
- Where are the others? - Dead.
- Is it in there? - Shit, yeah, it's in there.
- I'm going in. - Hold on, hold on.
There's chemicals burning in there, a fire, bodies all over the place.
I have absolute federal authority here.
This is not a civilian matter, understand?
I'm gonna need your help. I need your gun.
How about something bigger? That one.
- You. What's your name? - Hal.
Hal. Got a radio, Hal?
Put it on channel 3.
- Hal, are you there? - Yeah, I'm here.
Okay, Hal. Cut the power.
Yes, sir. Powering down.
Power's off.
What is it?
Calm down! Where is the main power panel?
It's that way. It's that way!
Go, get out of here.
Get out of there! Go! Get out of here! Move, save yourselves!
Come on, go, go, go!
Go, go! Stay covered! Go!
Place is gonna blow! Place is gonna go!
Come on! Go, go! Get out of here!
Go, save yourselves!
Okay, Hal. Got a copy on me?
- I copy. - All right, buddy. On my signal...
turn on the power.
That's it.
That's it, come on.
That's it, get up. Okay. Keep going.
Keep on going.
- Hal, you got a copy? - Yes, sir.
I'm gonna give you a signal.
When I'm ready, let her open.
- Power up, you got me? - Yes, sir.
Okay. Come on, open that door. Go through the door.
You got it. Good.
Now, Hal, now! Fry the mother fucker!
What the hell happened in there?
It's over. It's all over.