Colombia is the world's second- largest recipient of U.S. military aid...
...receiving $ 1 billion a year for training and equipping Columbian armed forces.
The revolutionary armed forces of Colombia...
...are Latin America's oldest, largest and best-equipped guerilla insurgency.
Known by their Spanish acronym, FARC...
...they have waged a cruel, 50-year campaign of terror...
...against the government and the people of Colombia.
Their tactics include bombings, murder, mortar attacks...
...kidnapping, extortion and hijacking.
American soldiers are frequently deployed to assist in anti-narcotics...
...and anti-guerilla operations.
And the American government has posted over $ 70 million...
...of reward money for any information leading to the capture of FARC leadership.
The Colombian people frequently take to the streets...
...to protest the FARC's brutal methods...
...and to call for the end to the violence and for the release of hundreds of hostages.
Although with its massive cocaine revenue...
...the FARC has been able to equip its army...
...with the most modern weapons of any terrorist organization in the world.
We got movement on Lago.
Principal acquired.
Flashpoint Bravo, what is your count?
We are minus two, three minutes to full count.
Flashpoint Charlie, slow him down.
l got him but if l engage now, this thing blows wide open.
-No choice, Charlie. Move for intercept. -Copy that, Alpha.
Abort, Charlie, abort.
First rule of engagement: Always know your target.
That's gonna take him five.
Proceed to jump point.
Surprise!
Hey.
What's up, dude?
Hey.
Got a special delivery for that old bastard.
We got you something else too.
Where is it?
God bless America.
All right, Marcy, go.
-Come on. There you are, baby, bring it on. -Yeah.
Baby.
Come on. Right this way.
Oh, yeah, baby.
Sweet cream on an ice cream sandwich.
Very nice, very nice. Let me tell you something.
-Listen. -Here. Great.
What--?
-That wasn't supposed to happen. -What the hell's wrong with you?
-Don't get hot about it, all right? -At least the brew's cold.
-Yes. -That's so--
One more thing. ln order to maintain the element of surprise...
...when surveilling from a structure...
...make sure to watch your shadow throw so as not to reveal your position.
-How much? -900 pesos.
Look, honey. Like this.
Maybe he'll be in the orchestra like my grandfather.
No way. He's going to be the soccer champion of the World Cup.
That's your dream, my love.
But of course, l'm his father.
Who brought him his first soccer ball?
Me.
Mazorcas. l love them.
One, please?
Thomas.
Relax, my love. Let him be.
Maria!
My condolences.
l am sorry for your loss.
Those FARC sons of bitches...
...l will make them pay.
Whatever you need.
Understand? Whatever you need.
-Morning, sir. -Morning.
Still got you at the desk, commander?
Fastest way to kill a SEAL is to give him some pencils to push.
l'd rather be pinned down in a firefight any day. Some of us are just born to it.
Let's get out of this prison cell.
What do you know about Colombia, specifically, the FARC?
Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia.
The most powerful, most dangerous communist guerilla force on the planet.
They have territorial control of half the country...
...and have been at war with the government for 40 years.
NSA intel has the FARC responsible for this.
They kill about 3000 Colombians a year.
They stay funded by protecting the cartel drug operations.
People up here buy drugs, that money keeps these guys in bullets and body bags.
-Exactly. -So, what's the op?
Operation Ghost Watch.
Strictly recon.
NSA Keyhole picked this up in the deep jungle outside of Puerto Limon.
lt's about 150 klicks south of Bogotá.
Now this...
...one month ago.
This yesterday.
Roughly triple the under-roof capacity.
So they are either storing up coca for a long winter...
...or prepping for a serious rumble in the jungle.
Exactly. Our job is to find out which.
We've got it on good intel something major's going down tomorrow.
We're gonna ghost in, see what's what.
Go in with cameras rolling, get it all on tape.
-Wait, wait. You say tomorrow morning? -Yeah, that's right.
We're running this op in the daylight.
We're all for catching some rays, LT, but that's coloring way outside the lines.
Got no choice. They want eyes on the action. Not before, not after.
-Questions? -Yeah.
What about the Colombians? We're not jointing with them?
Negative. FARC's got too many hooks in with the national army.
Been a lot of ops already, been blown because of tip-offs.
Which is why we mission plan in the air. We're gonna HALO into the Rio Ariari.
Should be fun. Wheels up 1700 hours.
-Yeah? -Yes.
Sir, given the extreme sensitivity of this mission, l believe it's my duty...
...to respectfully inform you that you are now much too ancient...
...to effectively lead this team behind enemy lines.
My ancient memory recalls...
...something about...
...me almost tackling you to get you from ringing that bell...
...at the end of BUD/S training.
Who's dragged you out of half a dozen bar fights?
That would be you.
Who's got your back 24/7, huh?
Who makes sure that you come home alive all the time?
That would be you.
You're damn skippy.
See you guys on the tarmac.
Copy that, LT.
New intel says that it might be a meet between FARC and Colombian sympathizers.
Now, you have evac here, 20 klicks east.
Safe location and DEA contact here, if you need it.
Now, keep in mind, FARC's not just some rebel insurgency. They don't play.
Every year, we pump half a billion bucks of aid into the region.
The guerillas are coming. They're armed, well-trained.
And we're playing in their sandbox. Stay frosty. Get ready.
We are entering drop zone.
Word is:
Ghost Watch is a go.
Stay on your triggers and watch your back.
l'll see you at happy hour.
-The only easy day.... -Was yesterday.
-Green light. -Game time.
Prepare to release.
Now!
Stingray Alpha, rally point bravo.
Careful with these vid packs. l had to sign for these babies.
Vid on.
Good. Weapon's hot.
Commander. Stingray insertion is green. En route to target.
-Let me know when we have visual. -Yes, sir.
Hi, commander.
Like what we did with the place? lt used to be a radio station.
Works for me.
Nicole Jennings, U.S. Embassy liaison.
Visual's coming up now, sir.
Your boys better stay invisible.
Colombian government catches wind...
...of this unauthorized operation on their soil...
...and you would devastate our anti-drug relations.
ClA pulled up a name, Carlos Rivera.
But they think he's been bought by the FARC.
He set up the factory bombings in Bogotá.
He's got a handler...
...codename Apotequil.
Nothing glowing.
Switching to Specter.
Got something.
About 10 meters out, 1 o'clock.
lt looks like they're paranoid. Stay alert.
Magnetic AT12 mine, Cuban-made.
lt's old.
Do the job.
These guys are not messing around.
Rendered it inop. Repeat. Repeat.
lt's inop.
Stingray's in the objective perimeter, sir.
Looks like we're losing the satellite, sir.
-Get it back. -Working on it, sir.
-Trying to get another bird. -Find another SAT.
Turn starboard.
We're ghosts here, boys.
Spirits of this jungle. You copy?
This is it.
l want overwatch in five.
l'm on it.
Specter is on and recording.
All right, we eyeball what they got in their cookie jar...
...catch them on tape, make it back in time for 2-for-1 beers on me.
Stingray Delta, ready to move. How's the neighborhood?
Quiet streets.
Good schools, no nosy neighbors.
Switching to EM.
Clear on cams.
No infrared trip lines.
No motion sensors.
Going to thermal.
We've got 25 sparks inside. Fairly clustered.
All the guards have two-ways.
-RF short-range. -Copy that.
-Door's open. -Alpha advancing.
See you around the punchbowl, boys.
Stingray Echo, hold your positions. Bogie in truck.
Stingray Echo, watch your 6, you don't wanna get splashed.
He's wearing Colombian army fatigues.
Colombians are compromised. Let's go.
Tango Niner, l'm looking at MRE's. Great for waging war on your stomach.
Nothing suspicious.
Affirm. FARC soldiers at Tango 1.
Something feels off about all this.
Delta, what's the count?
You got 25 spark hits. Fairly clustered.
Taking a look. Wait one sec.
The time has come to end the violence...
...end the killing.
Looks like we got big fish.
Some kind of peace conference between FARC and the Colombian army.
Let's not let this historical moment pass.
Looks like we just walked into the history books, boys.
How can we hear each other over the din of gunfire?
Tango 6.
Fuel depot, diesel. Maybe 1500 gallons.
No munitions. No nothing.
On both sides there are those...
...who would fight until Judgment Day.
The mission of peace!
Thermals moving in from the jungle.
Twenty more, carrying heavy. Get out of there!
Bravo!
Back to insert, move.
No! No!
Capture and kill the Americans.
Secure the perimeter.
-Get up! -Cover me!
LT, on your right.
Delta. Delta. Left. Left.
Cover me, I'm moving.
Road's clear. Wait!
Kevin, watch your back.
Carter! Diversion!
Grenade!
Overwatch taking fire. Overwatch taking fire.
Hit the ground! On wheels!
Moving to the fence. Watch my six.
l'm hit!
Give him some cover.
Let's go!
Move out! Come on!
Carter! Give me a hand!
Guys, fall back!
Fall back. Fall back.
Go, go, go!
Come on, get him to the boat.
He's not breathing.
Move, move, move.
-Who are these assholes? -Must have been here the whole time.
Knew exactly how far to lay back and not be detected.
Overwatch. Overwatch, come in.
Greg, do you copy? What was his last?
-Taking fire. -FUBAR, man.
That was some really great intel on this shitstorm.
lf they got Greg, they knew we were coming.
lt's time to leave. Now!
Ambush! Ambush! Take cover!
Take cover!
We're naked out here! Take it back to the jungle!
Carter! Go!
No! l'm covering!
-Man down! -lt's no good! lt's no good!
-We're not leaving him. -We have to.
He's alive. Take him and any gear you find.
Secure the prisoners.
The rest of you, after them!
Goddamn setup. We walked right into an ambush.
-Those guys got skills. -l'm thinking AFEUR.
Colombian Special Forces.
Our own Green Berets trained those sons of bitches.
-Something didn't feel right. -Bro, look at me. What's our next play?
We got com.
One of ours is still breathing.
They're moving him to Villavicencio.
-What are you thinking? -l think we get our boy.
Get some payback.
That's definitely not standard operating procedure, LT.
Check out the footage from their camera.
Excellent. Exactly what l want.
These SEALS were better than l gave them credit.
Find the other gringos.
We've got two jeeps, one truck.
King Shit sitting up front in the Hummer.
Say the word. l'll put one through his right eye.
l've got an idea.
Go.
We need a phone.
All right, this village here.
Should make it in a day if we haul ass.
-We need to stay close to Kevin. -Yep.
-They'll have teams out tracking us. -Well...
...we'd be out of work if this shit was easy.
Let's move.
-Anything? -They've missed two com checks now.
Did you ping their SAT phone? Monitor their ground coms? Something?
Sorry, sir. No bounce-back. All commo's been down now for eight hours.
Call NSA, DEA, anyone who's got a SAT overhead.
l wanna know what's going on.
l got off the phone with our embassy in Bogotá.
-There's word of an incident. -What are you talking about?
Sources are calling it an unauthorized incursion of U.S. military forces.
The story is still developing but there is a claim...
...that the incident involves the assassination of high-level officials...
...of both the FARC and the Colombian army.
Holy shit.
There's a phone line.
Runs right through the center of town.
-Hold down the fort. -l gotcha. Reach out and touch someone.
LT, take cover. Bogie at 2 o'clock.
Spotted it.
Stay down. Stay down, please.
Go, go, go.
Shit.
Hey, we got wheels at 12 o'clock. Let's go.
And apparently that was rush hour.
-Sir, you've got a call here. lt's collect. -What?
-Hello? -Deep Blue, authenticate.
Sierra Niner Foxtrot Romeo 1-4-7.
Alpha Stingray, this is Deep Blue authenticating. Counter-sign...
...Lima 3 Whiskey 1-7.
Stingray? Sit-rep.
We were engaged. Say again, we were engaged.
They were waiting for us. Guerrillas took out secret peace talk...
...between FARC and the Colombian army.
-l need a secure line to the ambassador. -Yes, ma'am.
Take me off speaker. Now.
Stingray, what's your count?
Minus two. One capture. Sir, these were AFEUR...
...Colombian Special Forces.
Stingray, confirm your last.
Minus two. One POW.
Affirm.
Proceed to LZ for emergency exfil.
Negative, we have a location on our captured asset.
Not gonna happen. We reassess and mission-plan a rescue.
l'm not leaving him behind.
Make sure your ass is on that chopper. We'll get our boy.
-But we'll do it the right way. -l lost two men.
We lost two men.
And l'm not gonna lose two more. You hear me?
Yes, sir.
Proceed to emergency evac coordinates.
Rendezvous at 1300.
This is Deep Blue, out. Son of a bitch.
Get me General Burlings. Son of a bitch.
Your call, LT.
We follow orders.
l knew you were gonna say that.
Let's do it.
Don't tie him like that, you idiot! Tie him from behind so he can't get loose.
Take him up to the room.
What's going on?
Making you a star.
Smile for the camera.
You and your friends made quite a mess.
So who sent you here?
l'm looking for Colombian chicks.
-Commander, we've tasked a SAT. -Good.
Bring up the evac LZ.
Go thermal.
Move your asses.
-Where's Swordfish? -Swordfish, time to contact?
This is Swordfish. Roger that. Ninety seconds inbound.
Here. Come on.
We got them. We got them.
-We have a problem. -Not now.
Daisy Forge, say again your last. Over.
You are ordered out of Colombian airspace immediately, without pickup.
-What? We have them on sight, right here. -Abort. Do not land.
-Return to base. -What are they waiting for?
I repeat, abort. Do not land. Return to base.
-Goddamn it. -Come on.
-What's going on? Why aren't they landing? -They've been ordered not to.
-From who? -The Colombian army.
Commander, we've got vehicles moving into the area.
LT, we got company.
Turn left! Turn left!
That was close.
Pedal to the metal, Carter.
You best talk fast.
Your men have been declared war criminals.
When the hell did Colombians get into our chain of command?
-Who ordered the exfil abort? What? -Washington.
They want this handled through diplomatic channels.
We can't start swapping bullets with an ally of the U.S.
FARC leaders have vowed to increase their terror campaign...
...against the U.S.-controlled puppet government of Colombia.
This is insane. This footage is from our own vid packs.
The Colombian government has issued a statement...
...condemning the actions of the U.S. Military...
...and is calling for an immediate withdrawal of all U.S. armed forces of the region.
They've also released this video of a captured American serviceman.
It seems talk of peace regarding Colombia's 40 years of internal strife...
...is now all but history.
Holy God, this is going tits-up.
Commander, your men have lost control.
No, l know my men. This is wrong. This is not right.
-They've been set up. -l wanna talk to this commander.
Carl Dobb, ClA.
Commander, you are ordered to stand down immediately.
-l still have men in the field. -This is no longer a military operation.
Listen up, people.
This is a high-priority situation. l have full NSA authority.
Are there any questions?
l'm sorry.
l can't untie you.
You Navy SEALs don't know when to give up.
-Who are you? FARC? -No.
-Colombian army? -The FARC killed my wife and my son.
The Colombian army was also at that meet.
You murdered your own countrymen.
Anyone who wishes to make peace with those monsters...
...are no countrymen of mine.
They're traitors.
l think it's empty. Let's secure the site.
Everyone went home for the night.
This is awesome. lt's like junior high all over again.
So why didn't they pick us up?
That's the Colombian president.
Oh, he looks pissed.
He's calling us assassins.
American military hit squad sent to derail the peace talks...
-...between FARC and the government. -Assassins?
That's not even off our vid packs.
Somebody wanted that summit stopped. They wanted us to take the blame.
Now he's saying we did it because the U.S. believes...
...that as long as FARC is a problem...
...Colombians will be dependent upon us for aid...
...and therefore, will remain America's puppet.
No, no, no. We saw the guys that ambushed us.
The Colombian army hit its own peace talks. Why?
First, we get Kevin.
-l agree. -They're gonna keep him alive...
...for a few more photo ops.
-Check the radio. -l'm on it.
-l got static. We're too far out of range. -We're gonna need a trace and wheels.
Maserati? Ferrari? What do you want?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. This guy.
He's the one l saw doing most of the talking before bullets started flying.
Okay. Who is he?
He's a witness.
Protesters have been throwing firebombs at the American Embassy...
...shouting ''U.S. out of Colombia. ''
Look.
l'm sorry about your men.
l need the ClA intel on Rivera, and this Apotequil character.
l wanna know who sent my men into a meat grinder.
l don't know if l can do that.
You and l both know that if the Colombians get ahold of my men...
...there will be no diplomatic channels.
-The Colombians are an ally of the U.S. -They'll say my men resisted.
They'll say there was a firefight. lt'll be an execution.
Okay. Okay.
-Boytano. -I had to call your wife to get your number.
You okay? What's your status?
Well, we've got everybody in Colombia on our ass.
-You know we didn't do this. -You're being hung out to dry.
The company's calling the shots. Trying to save face.
You know, there's a general. He survived. He can confirm we're not the shooters.
Yeah, well, he's not talking.
The Colombians are calling it an act of war.
The FARC has gone apeshit. They're burning down entire villages.
Yeah, great job on the extraction, by the way.
Washington.
Washington wants to talk this out.
They want you to surrender.
ls that what you want?
What do you need?
l need a trace on a radio frequency in Villavicencio.
What are the numbers?
-Go ahead. -Major.
We searched the entire area where the jeep was found.
No sign of the gringos.
See if this works.
Cluster of radio signals.
One-eighteen degrees, four minutes, six seconds east.
Twenty-four, 26, 46 north.
Traded my last favor for that.
Get our man out alive.
This building's poured concrete.
l can't get any heat signatures.
We're gonna have to go in blind. This is a tactical nightmare.
Hostile count, principal's location unknown.
Trident.
Yeah, it's our boy. All right, l got this. Two guards on the roof.
-And two on the ground. -l'm gonna need a big show.
-Give me two minutes. -l can do that for you.
Amigo?
Amigo. Amigo?
Hey, amigo--
Where's my gear?
What was that blast?
The boys are back.
-A car bombing, sir. -lt's the gringos. Alert everyone.
Get down.
Goddamn, am l happy to see you.
l'm only here because you owe Carter 10 bucks.
-l'll stop at the ATM on the way out. -Let's go.
Damn, it's locked.
Now.
Grenade! Get out of here!
Meter's running, boys.
Move. Go.
What took you guys so long?
This thing got seatbelts?
-Sure you're all right? -Bastards made me eat McDonald's.
-What are you still doing here? -Carter will fill you in.
-We need fresh wheels. -Where you going?
To see a sick friend.
-Carlos? -Shut your mouth.
You and me, we're gonna have a little talk.
Okay. Okay, okay.
Okay.
-What do you want? -l was there. l saw what happened.
And l know that you know we weren't the shooters.
-You understand me? -Understand. l understand.
l'm sorry about what happened to your people.
But your government's blaming us. They're calling us assassins.
Yeah, well?
-l cannot contradict them. -Why not?
Americans are not very popular in Latin America.
There are people in my government...
...who want to see the U.S. out. Completely out of South America.
Well then, we need to do something about that. Who were the shooters?
The uniforms had no markings.
-l didn't recognize anyone. -You know they weren't American.
We were set up. And you have to tell the media that.
l saw the news report. They say you were the only survivor.
-You're a national hero to them. -No.
The government will discredit me and call me a liar.
Then they'll shoot me for treason. No.
No. lt's too late.
Wait.
Unless you have proof.
l'm gonna give you a number.
You find anything, you call me. lt's the only thing that can stop this.
Oh, God. This car smells like boiled ass.
Sorry. lt was the only thing l could find that didn't have goats, chickens...
...or people sleeping in the back, okay?
So did you and the general solve our little problem there, LT?
His hands are tied unless we can get him solid proof.
Kevin? Tell him what you told me.
The guy in charge is Alvaro, real intense. Said his family was killed by the rebels.
There's not a chance in hell this guy wants to make peace with FARC.
Anything else?
Got a guard to spit out the location of our gear. Along with a few of his teeth.
Was gonna grab the SAT phone soon as l blew up that joint.
That'd be a great idea, except the bastards fragged our phone.
Right.
Our vid packs.
Yeah. Yeah, the vid packs.
Maybe we've got these assholes on tape. Proof.
-Let's get our gear. -10-4.
This is a major shitstorm.
Colombia's ordered our military and diplomatic personnel out of the country.
My priority is my men.
The intel about the base...
...was leaked through the ClA to Rivera. He was the only source.
Son of a bitch.
Dobb.
You and your Langley gang got played by your source.
-We need to stop this madness right now. -We're putting together a scenario...
...linking your men to a rogue arm of the Ruiz-Mendoza Cartel.
-What? -You can't do that.
This puts their actions outside of any political agenda.
Operating on their own, paid for with drug money.
You're not gonna burn SEALs reputations.
Those men have families. They died for us.
Their sacrifices will not go unnoticed, just unsaid.
Not by me.
Your lousy intel put my men in this FUBAR situation.
l'm gonna get them out.
You will do exactly what you are told, soldier.
Unless you wanna be reassigned to a cell in Leavenworth.
lt's commander. And l'd advise you to back off.
So, Kevin, let me ask you, that fence is wired and hot.
-You were gonna break in there? -When the guy said ''barn,'' l thought barn.
Cows, chickens.
Open space. Cheap, easy to secure.
The buildings look old but they've had some high security retrofitting.
-Can you get us through the doors? -No problem.
They got all our security tech and protocols from us.
Wait a minute.
-The well. -Yeah? What about it?
This water tower. That well. Gotta be connected, right?
Some kind of pipe.
Would be hell of a thing.
No way.
-All the air we got. -He doesn't have enough air.
Hypothermia will get him before his air runs out.
lf he doesn't get strangled by the root of a tree.
You know, you guys suck as cheerleaders.
You're right. Blast our way in, fight a battalion. lt could work.
-The only easy day.... -Was yesterday.
Push the car, don't start it. l'll go this way.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Got anything?
l hate to say this, amigo.
We need to start thinking Plan B.
He's still kicking, l know it.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Son of a bitch.
He made it. He made it.
Get ready.
What's happened over there?
This diesel is so dirty...
...it cooked the filter.
You don't think they'll mind if we crash the party, do you?
-Good to see you. -Got this from the security guard.
-Good to see you, LT. -Yeah. Let's do this.
They didn't even bother to change the factory pass code.
Here's our gear.
Triggered the alarm. Carter, you got security.
Watch that door. Kill that alarm.
-All right, find those vid packs. -Got them.
Good. Check them.
-Nothing here. -What?
-Nothing. Must have wiped them off. -We got nothing?
-Nothing. -Damn it.
Boys, we got company. l got the door.
Carter, smoke. Ammo.
Got it.
Open the gate!
Take cover.
Ramirez!
Damn it.
Get that sniper.
-Let's rock and roll. -All good. l'm right behind you.
Now. Go.
Fall back to the car!
Here they come.
Pop the smoke.
-We're in some real pretty shit now. -They got here fast.
-Hoof it or drive? -We'll never lose them.
Probably got a helo on the way.
Holy shit. You're right.
-Hey, how much smoke we got left? -l got four.
-l got two. -That'll do.
-l'm gonna need some cover. -We got you.
Rock and roll!
-That shit worked. -Go.
Yeah?
We took our shot, tried recovering the vid packs. We came up empty.
-What's your play, lieutenant? -Play? Can't come home.
How about we go downrange and get ours before they get us?
How about that?
-That an idea? -That's a one-way mission and you know it.
-What's your situation like there? -FARC has started their attacks.
They bombed a school bus. Killed 12 kids.
The Pentagon's projecting civilian casualties...
...to be a quarter million in three months.
Maybe it's time we get our pound of flesh.
We still have time to make this right. Go back over the mission in your head.
Everything you heard. Everything you saw.
Every branch snap. Every bullet hit.
-Why? What's the point? -Because l trained you, Sean.
And l sure as hell didn't train you to give up.
The bogus intel on the Venezuelan Alliance...
...came from Carlos Rivera. Colombian national.
And a handler, codename Apotequil.
Rivera was responsible for the bombings in Bogotá.
-l don't know how... -Commander?
...but they're tied into all of this.
Do what you can, but do it smart.
May l see your phone?
l could give it to you.
But you'd need a proctologist to read my text messages.
Consider yourself relieved of duty.
You don't have the authority to relieve me.
Actually, commander...
...l do.
What now?
l've still got a few cards to play.
Thanks.
All right. Shut it down.
All right, mission walk-through.
We split up in the jungle.
Greg had the overwatch.
Greg radioed in guard positions.
-Right. -Greg saw the black hats coming.
Greg was watching the base through the Specter.
-Yeah? -lt wasn't with our gear in the barn.
No. lt wasn't.
Oh, God. Could still be out there.
lt would have caught everything. Our position, the bad guys.
-Yeah? -Gear up.
l have proof.
Are you absolutely sure?
Everything the world needs to know to know we didn't do it.
Okay. Excellent. Where can we meet?
Puerto Limon, 1700 hours.
Okay, l will be there.
And l pray that what you say is correct.
For if not...
...tomorrow will be the bloodiest day in the history of my country.
Lucky for us, we still have today.
Keep looking. lt's gotta be here.
Gotcha.
Thattagirl.
Yes.
-This clears us. -When's the general due?
One hour.
Oh, shit. Wait a minute, guys.
-What? -Down there.
Son of a bitch. How'd these bastards find us?
LT? We're against the mountain here. The only way out of here is through them.
l'm getting too old for this shit.
This guy starts a war, don't lose it.
-Great. No pressure. -Options?
Thin the herd.
Quiet. No guns.
How did l know you were gonna say that?
This is who we are, brother.
For Greg and Steve.
All you Americans think you are Rambo.
l prefer John McClane.
Rafael, Dario.
Dario. Rafael.
Alvaro! Stop!
Do it.
Go on.
Tell your people the truth.
What about your wife? Your son?
ls this what they would have wanted?
Help me to end this.
Death is all l have left.
Kill me.
Or l will kill you.
Stand down, soldier.
General Velez.
-Carter? -We've secured your man.
Where's your proof?
This man's a traitor.
Give him the vid pack.
We have footage of him killing your soldiers on there.
Alvaro.
You're working with him?
He works for me.
-l'm his commanding officer. -What?
When l was a little boy...
...the guerrillas cut my father's throat.
They made me watch, that's why l became a soldier.
To hunt them down.
What about your talk of peace?
Those innocent men you killed? They were your allies.
They sacrifice for Colombia. They're heroes.
The bogus intel and the peace talks.
-And my men. You set us up! -Alvaro, kill him.
Rivera, videotape the bodies. Make it look like they tried to bomb the base.
Rivera, Carlos Rivera.
The factory bombings in Bogotá? lt wasn't FARC.
-lt was you. -That is a lie. Kill him, Alvaro.
No. No. Rivera has a handler. His codename was Apotequil.
Apotequil?
You?
My wife?
My son?
They died heroes for Colombia.
Their sacrifice brought us together.
-You killed them? -No.
America killed them. The guerillas killed them.
But now, we will win.
We will crush the guerillas.
We will kick the Americans out. And Colombia will belong to us again.
Alvaro, l will lead us into a new era.
Two lives?
What is that compared to the destiny of our country?
You're no soldier.
You die a traitor to Colombia.
He betrayed our country.
He betrayed us all.
This is so wrong.
Then make it right.
There is a special breed of warrior...
...ready to answer our nation's call.
A common man with uncommon desire to succeed.
Forged by adversity...
...he stands along America's finest, Special Operations Forces...
...to serve his country, the American people...
...and protect their way of life.
I am that man.
SEAL creed.
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