This programme contains strong language from the start
and throughout, and scenes that some viewers may find upsetting
Hands by your side. Sit.
We're looking for those rare people who, no matter how hard life gets,
will have the will and strength to succeed in the face
of extreme adversity.
Walk.
Oi, oi! Let's keep it moving.
In this series, an elite team of ex-Special Forces soldiers...
Right, guys, let's go.
..are putting 20 civilians... Come on then. ..through the toughest
stage of SAS selection.
Go!
The Vietnamese jungle isn't some gap year holiday destination.
SHOUTING SHE SCREAMS
It will kill you if you underestimate.
These recruits are in for a baptism of fire. Go on!
Get into him. Knock him down.
Get in!
Operating in one of the most unforgiving environments on Earth...
Keep pushing!
The jungle phase of selection was the hardest part
of my military career. I can't take this any more.
I've never felt so relieved
for something to be over.
Let's go!
..each task based on the real process.
Over there, now!
Oh! The recruits must go beyond the physical...
Keep coming, let's go! Yaaaah.
..to come face to face with their true character.
Come on! Go, go, go!
If I tell you one more time, I'll take that armband off you.
No other test asks as much...
Believe in yourself.
I'm trying, Staff, my best.
...means as much...
..to the few who make it through.
Pays to be a winner.
I just want a KitKat.
Saying that, I prefer KitKat Chunkies these days. Mm.
Oh, KitKat chunky. I can't stop.
I like more chocolate.
There's these biscuits in Marks & Spencer's, the chocolate ratio's
that and then the biscuits like that, and, oh my God, man.
The nine remaining recruits are about to enter the fifth
phase of selection.
You're on parade!
Everyone on parade, now!
This is where you really have to dig deep.
You're into that phase of survival.
It's about self-discipline.
The will to win.
Who wants to be here?
As we draw into these later phases,
deprivation sleep,
energy,
food starts to kick in.
In your Bergen is a 24 hour ration pack.
So from now on, that is your breakfast, your dinner
and your survival meal until we tell you otherwise.
Do you understand? ALL: Yes, sir.
Welcome to a world of survival.
Go.
In this phase, the recruits will have to survive on army ration
packs... Looks like dog food.
..with their daily intake limited
to around 1,200 calories.
INDISTINCT
It's all right.
We're trying to exhaust them completely.
Every day you're getting less sleep,
you're getting less food,
you're getting exhausted. That's when the true character comes out.
HE BURPS
Have you got the self motivation to get up and survive?
Recruits, on parade! Who's on parade?
Full kit. Full kit.
Let's go!
Get a fucking move on.
You don't want to have to rely on your survival instincts,
but you want to know that you've got 'em when the shit hits the fan.
Close it up.
Let's go.
There's one time we'd got ourselves into a pretty big scrap.
Massive explosions.
Gunfire.
I remember thinking to myself, would I see my daughter again?
I could sit here forever going, "Oh, I shouldn't have felt like that.
"I'm a professional soldier." Bollocks. I'm a fucking human being.
I'm allowed to dance with that emotion.
But it's about not letting that emotion take charge.
That's the difference between someone getting the job done
and someone not.
Front rank, take a step forward.
Take your Bergens off and put them at your feet.
The DS have taken the recruits 30km from camp for their first
test of survival.
Everybody see that way? ALL: Yes, Staff.
Look in.
Shit!
The helicopter ladder extraction we use to extract
from very difficult environments.
Rotor wash from the bird is smashing that water into your face.
So you must be a confident swimmer.
Wow.
Once you get to that ladder, it's just the very beginning
of the challenge.
I look at my hands and I say, they will not get tired.
You have to be strong.
And I don't mean gym strong.
You think I'm going to fight and make it through this no matter what.
That's the baseline of survival.
The recruits will race each other head-to-head for a place
on the helicopter.
The recruit that wins will remain on board.
The loser...
..will be thrown out of the aircraft.
That's your freedom bird out of here.
That's a real tactical extraction platform that's used in Vietnam War.
This hostile environment, water, although it is the element of life,
will kill you.
Do not be intimidated.
Do not panic.
You have to fight to survive.
Stand by.
Hey, 14, get over here.
Paired up to race first
are recruits number 14, Ross and number two, Grant.
Head on down to the boat. Let's go. Let's go, muscle hamsters.
Two this side, yep. 14 this side.
My job presently is a binman or a refuse loader.
Right. Speed, aggression. Remember, it's a fucking race.
Yes, Staff. Do not stop until your arse is in the helicopter.
Yes, Staff.
I'd like to think we're the Special Forces of binmen operators.
I want to create this powerful image.
I don't know if it's because I've wee man syndrome or insecurity
about being a binman. I just want to create this impression that we were
making a difference to the world.
Here we go.
Let's go.
Let's go! Move faster. Let's go!
The two recruits swim neck and neck through the choppy waters.
Who wants it more?
First to the leader is number 14, Ross.
While he struggles for position...
That's it.
Let's go, two!
..number two takes the lead.
Go on.
THEY GRUNT
Aye.
They're literally neck and neck.
Number 14, Ross recovers to win the race and will remain on board.
Number two, Grant is the loser.
Warrior spirit. That was a tough fight.
Fight it out to the end.
Don't give up.
Good race, that.
Just got your feet fucking in a bit of a fucking tizzy, didn't ya?
At the end, staff, yeah.
Next two on deck.
Go!
Helicopter extraction. You're in a dire situation anyway.
Here's your one chance of surviving.
You've got to get that technique correct.
You've got to keep the momentum going.
Let's go, move!
And you've got to bear in mind, there's probably people
behind you coming up as well.
You fucked up, get out. Get out?
Go!
If you're not doing this technique correctly, you get halfway up the
line, you get twisted, get stuck, you're a liability.
You're a liability for the rest of the team below you.
You're a liability to the helicopter crew as well.
The longer you're on the helicopter, the more vulnerable,
the more dangerous it is.
At some stage, they're going to have to cut you away
before the enemy takes them out.
Come on then. Fucking come up.
It's paramount you get it right.
Get out!
Fuck me.
You're good. Let's go.
Next!
Facing off in the final heli climb,
are number eight, Rosie and number 16, Jordan.
Keep low.
You'll get this from me. Yeah.
When you get that, roll out the side of the boat
and start kicking.
Yeah. Have I got a temper?
Whoa!
I mean an example.
I've got really bad road rage when someone pisses us off,
that's it. I lose me head.
Go! Go!
Go on, Rose.
Number 16, Jordan is first up the ladder.
Leaving number eight, Rosie battling the helicopters downwash.
Go on, girl. Grab it, grab it.
SHE GROANS
If there was ten of us in a room and one of us had to come out alive,
I would be the one would to come out alive.
I think I would survive.
Come on, Rose. Fucking face it.
Come on.
My childhood could have really made me or breaked me.
I could have gone down two different routes.
And I think because I'm so mentally resilient,
I decided to do better for myself.
Number eight, Rosie has still not reached the ladder and is at risk
of being forced under.
The recruits are in the middle of a battlefield extraction exercise
where they must climb into a helicopter from the treacherous
rotor wash below.
Struggling to stay afloat,
is number eight, Rosie.
What a shower of shit.
With number eight, Rosie rescued by the DS,
number 16, Jordan wins by default, concluding the task.
Get back over there.
Princess of power.
I couldn't get to the bottom thing.
All right, stand.
I tell you all, stay in the fight.
It's never over till it's over.
Grinding it out, 16.
Number eight. I don't know what happened.
You shit the bed. You need to work on your swimming.
Yes, Staff.
14.
It was neck and neck with two.
I mean, he's about two foot taller than you, so your little legs got
a pump, but you never give up the fight.
Good effort.
Good to go. Get ready to move soon.
That was fucking awful.
Gonna get pulled up, eh?
# Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo. #
HE BEATBOXES
What's them, Ibuprofen? Paracetamol.
Underground rave.
Chewing my fucking face off.
What did he call you, a steroid hamster?
Muscle hamster or something, I don't know.
OK. Day nine, survival.
So they're now running on rations.
First, task, heli, a lot of climb.
This task, it was tough. It was horrible.
The only one whose courage broke was number eight.
They were fucking shit
this morning, it looked like they just weren't interested.
There was a lot of whingeing going on, blaming injury.
We ain't got fucking much chance to get rid of these fuckers. OK.
We need to fucking boost them.
Give them a slow death. Mm-hm.
To replicate a final gunfight that you never wanted to be in.
But you ain't got no fucking choice.
You got to dig deep.
Awesome.
Recruits, get your kit.
Let's go.
Full kit.
HE GRUNTS
Hurry up.
After reducing their sleep and calorie intake... Keep up the pace,
don't slow it down.
..the DS will now test the recruits ability to survive further.
One straight line. By draining them with a brutal bee sting.
Come on, sharp! Oi! Start fucking switching on.
I said one straight line from there to there.
Fuck me, we're on day nine and you're still fucking around.
Right, take your Bergens off and put them down in front of you.
Right. We're in the later stages of the course now.
It is all about survival.
This next task is like an operation where you constantly
get into firefights.
You'll end up in a scrap.
Then it will die down. You're like, "Thank fuck that's over."
And then the next thing you know, you can hear gunfire and it goes
off again and you're like, "Fuck me. Here we go."
But you have to do it.
You have to do it if you want to fucking survive.
If you want to live. Is that clear?
ALL: Yes, Staff!
Right, Bergens on.
This is going to be fucking honking.
Go. Let's move. Come on!
During repeated circuits of the temple steps...
Move, let's go!
Let's go. Oi! Wait for me, guys.
..the recruits must perform a series of punishing exercises.
GROANING Ready? Step, steps.
All the way to the top. Bring the log all the way to me.
Up, up. Just be mindful of the back marker, guys.
Me. Go. Go, go, go. Push.
Log down, Bergens down, and it's
burpee broad jumps to the DS.
Why are you going, idiot? Fucking hell!
Fuck off. Back to your own planet.
Despite carrying a groin injury, keeping up pace is number two,
Grant.
I would describe myself as an eccentric individual, extreme,
very hyper focused.
Back crawl, back crawl towards me.
Too slow, move it.
Other people would describe me as 100 mile an hour.
Go, number two, keep pushing.
Do I want to get to the end? Hell, yeah.
Will I get to the end?
MIMICS EXPLOSION
Suggest you move yourself unless you want to go home.
Get the log down. Bergens off.
To the base of the steps, it's burpee broad jumps. Struggling
near the back is number 14, Ross.
My wife thinks I'm invincible.
She's pretty sure I can jump over speeding cars and dodge bullets
and survive anything.
I want to feel like I've put everything out there, that I've done
myself justice and done the people that are rooting for me justice.
Come on, number eight, close the gap! You're the youngest.
You should be in front of all these old fuckers.
Let's go!
Leopard crawl all the way.
I can't reach, Staff. Sorry.
Come on, keep going.
Staff. What's the matter? Sorry, Staff, I can't breathe.
Tell me. I can't breathe in.
You want to VW? I do, Staff.
Thank you, Staff. OK.
Grab your Bergen and go over there.
Number 14, Ross becomes the 12th recruit to leave the course.
Grab your Bergen. OK, Staff.
Go down and through there, where the doc will meet you.
Away you go. Thank you, Staff.
Body arms, let's go!
Hands on your heads, all the way down, all the way up.
Stop fucking with your hair, number 16,
you're not at the bastard hairdressers.
We're looking for the person who will give everything they've got
now because in our world we don't know where the end is.
We've got to keep going against the odds, against the numbers.
Steady there. Keep the fucking log up. You do not put it down.
This is where people are really being tested.
The last days you've got next to nothing left.
Come on, 16.
Sleep deprivation. Food deprivation.
Dehydrated.
Half-eaten by creatures.
It brings out the real character of a person.
Come on. Yeah? Shoulder it, Muppet. Let's go.
Taking charge of the struggling team,
is number 16, Jordan.
I was about 20 when I started, like, heavy drinking.
I kind of turned out, it was a way of, like, switching off my feelings.
Oi, you! Why are you fucking walking? Get back there now.
There has been occasions where I've been violent.
I'd go out on nights out, erm,
and I'd wake up and I've been told by someone
I've started a fight or I've gotten in a scrap with someone,
and can't even remember.
Why are you walking forward? Go back ten metres now and do it again.
Go back do it again.
Don't gob off to me!
Get your feet moving onto your chest.
Don't fucking cry about it, let's go.
When I say go, you will sprint down to the DS and sprint back.
Go! Sprint.
Sprint, number 16.
Get up now, let's go. Bergen on.
After 30 minutes of relentless punishment,
the DS call time on the beasting.
Can't move your fucking tiny little feet.
Endurance of a fucking asthmatic rat, haven't you?
I know we're getting a little bit late in the day.
Feel like it's getting a bit too much and you don't want
to fucking listen to us because all we do is fucking shout.
It's because we want to see if you've got what it takes.
That's why you're here.
Understood? ALL: Yes, Staff.
Right. Follow me.
Heads up.
Look at me.
Where's all this fucking driving potential?
Do not waste it. Right? Yeah. Got it? Yes, Staff.
We will not tolerate that shite.
Yes, Staff. Go on. Thanks, Staff. Get back in there.
SHE SOBS
Number 16!
Yes, Staff!
After her outburst at the temple,
the DS need to decide if number 16, Jordan has the right temperament
to remain on the course.
Hands down by your side.
Do you think you're an angry person?
I've got a short fuse.
Definitely.
I-I don't like failing at stuff, so.
I mean, I've give 100% in the task at the time, but it obviously
wasn't at the standard it should have been.
I lost me head and I'm disappointed in me self.
One person in the team thrown a fucking wobbler like that,
it's going to get you killed and people killed.
Yeah.
You got great potential.
I'd hate to see that wasted... Mm.
..with those fiery, flaring moments.
Yeah, definitely.
What was growing up like with the family? Erm...
Rough family, a happy family?
Nah, nah, happy family.
Like, I've come from a travelling background.
Me mam and dad were together for, like, over 20 years, so we had that,
like, solid, like, family.
Erm...
But, yeah. But what?
I come out when I was younger and,
and because I've come from, like, a travelling background,
it's not really like accepted.
So when I come out, it was really difficult.
I didn't kind of feel accepted for being who I was.
Erm...
We're not judging you, by the way. No, I know, I know.
I just... I don't even know why I'm crying, like.
I don't get emotional in front of people. That's the thing.
So, like, I've always kept this guard up, erm... The guard's not
helping, by the way.
But I see myself as being weak when I cry.
Got that drilled in my head.
That's what you've definitely got to let go. Mm.
Drop those barriers. Yeah.
The environment we come from, you know everything about each other.
You can live. You can be you.
You've got a chance to redeem yourself, all right? Yeah.
I don't want to fucking see that any more.
Guard.
That experience of coming out and feeling the way that I felt.
Give us that tough, grit mentality for what I've got to do.
Thank you.
I've kind of learnt me self, that just being a bit
more open with me emotions and feelings, because that's,
that's sometimes what can make the difference.
Oh, God. You all right? Yeah.
I knew I was going. I lost me head in the moment,
and I just gotta control that, innit?
Ten days ago, 20 recruits began the course.
Now, just eight remain.
TV programme or a film?
Go on, Grant, you have a go.
OK.
ALL: One word. One word. Mm.
Film.
Anchorman. Top Gun.
Gun. Gun.
James Bond.
Fuck it, yeah? That's two words! That's two words.
James Bond.
Everyone on parade now.
Recruits, everyone out here.
In just a few hours, the DS will send the recruits on a gruelling
simulated mission, behind enemy lines.
First, the DS want to push them to their limits.
We spend our fucking lives adapting,
and that is because the battlefield
is always changing.
We have to change.
We have to employ different versions of violence to try and outsmart
the enemy, to make sure you win.
You'll see the chief instructor out on that platform.
You are going to swim out, wrestle each other off.
The survivor is the person left standing.
You two, right, get in the water, swim over to the DS, the chief
instructor, as quickly as you possibly can.
First to fight is jujitsu champion,
number eight, Rosie.
I think at school I would often get in punch ups.
Being ginger, it's not good.
Like people would make fun of you.
And I would always revert to maybe having a fight.
Climb on.
Hurry up.
Definitely not scared of fighting any of the men, no matter
how big or strong they are.
If they have no knowledge on jujitsu,
then I can figure them out.
The DS have pitted her against ballet dancer, number nine, Daniel.
This test is to simulate life and death on the battlefield.
When I say go, spin round like a fucking pissed off cobra
and go at it.
You don't get to choose your opponent.
We have small opponents fight big opponents.
We have men fighting women.
You learn to use your fitness and safeguard your strength
until it is needed for that one split second to win the day.
Go!
That's it! Fucking rag him like a ragdoll!
Drag him off!
Don't let him bully you!
Aaargh!
Into the bottom left hand corner.
Don't know.
Two get out here then.
Turn around, don't come too close, you fucking stink.
Next up, number ten,
yoga teacher Danica will battle against number two,
binman Grant.
I am a determined person,
although there's been a number of failures in my past.
I've survived 35 years not knowing who I was, really,
knowing that there was something wrong.
Get in the water, swim out there.
This is one of the best opportunities to enable me
to have closure.
Get on there, muscle hamster.
Go!
Get into him, fucking turn.
Rag him around, sweep his feet off.
Sweep his feet. Good.
Good. Drive him back.
Drive him, drive him.
Drive him.
Use those grips!
The will to survive. Do you have that instinct, number ten?
Or is he just going to trash you up like a binman would?
Drop her like a binman.
Aargh! Don't give up, number ten.
Aaaargh! Drag him in!
Oh, fuck.
You emptied out the garbage, number two.
Go on. Get in there.
The DS send in number seven, Faye,
and number four, Hilary.
Get up, you pathetic creature.
Just remind you, in case you didn't hear him, sit back to back.
Go!
Keep going! Don't give up, number four.
Get on your feet.
Come on, come on.
Yes! Adios.
Goodbye. Well done, number four.
Will to win. Into the losers' pen.
Shut up. Just go.
Ah.
You two.
You should be good at this.
The final recruits to battle will be professional boxers,
number three, Joshua,
and number 16, Jordan.
I would like to say that I've dealt with the demons, I've opened up,
spoke about things and, like, I'm very accepting of who I am now.
Off you go.
Go on, then. Get in the water.
Now I want to push myself into it, myself to places
I've never been before.
I want to get to the end.
That's the intention going on at this course.
Sheer brutality. Sheer violence.
The will to win.
Stand by.
Go!
Oh!
SHOUTS
I just hurt my shoulder.
Loser. Swim back. You OK?
You OK?
If you've got injuries that need fucking seeing to, let us know.
If you haven't, shut up.
You fucking hurt yourself?
Yeah, I just hurt my shoulder.
Go!
SHE YAWNS
It's kind of... I can't lift it too far.
After sustaining an injury in the task,
number 16, Jordan, asks to see the chief medical officer.
Hi, number 16. Come on through.
I just landed on my shoulder
so I think I've twinged slightly.
Towards the end of the course, deprivation's kicked in,
you're tired, you're not thinking straight,
you become very vulnerable to injury.
Tell me when it starts hurting you, OK?
I can feel that straight away, there.
It's down to you to accept that injury until it's at a position
where you can't keep going.
I can't say it's just a muscular strain,
it could also be something to do with the bone. Mm-hm.
So I'll need to medically withdraw you.
I was really... I was so close to the end.
Right.
With the final phase of selection approaching the DS meet to decide
which recruits deserve to stay on the course.
I'll tell you what it is, right. Really sad to see number 16 go,
I have to be honest.
Was fucking doing so well.
Let's remember who they are, what they are.
Who do we take forward?
OK, number four.
For me, she was kind of pretty little girl
who's turned up in the wrong fucking place.
A bit of a grey man to start with.
Quiet, unassuming.
She turned up at the beginning and I was like, she's not
going to last two fucking seconds.
She's fucking surprised me.
She's done well on quite a few of the tasks.
But spirit and attitude is amazing.
OK, number ten.
LAUGHS: First thing with number ten for me
is what the fuck she's still doing here?
However, she deserves to be here.
It's her fucking tenacity.
She's fucking tough, she is.
She's got some fucking grit about her, you know?
She's got a bit of humour about her.
She's got a smile on her face. And you need that in a team.
Her attitude will hold her in great stead
for this next phase. Mm.
Yep. OK, so we've got number two.
He's in a good position. He's starting to show what we've asked for, he's given 100%.
And, you know, right now, he's worthy and a good runner.
Yeah. He seems to be muck in and he's a proper team player.
We've seen that from the outset.
He can laugh at himself, which I think is a quality
that we all know you need in this environment.
Part of me worries, he might be a bit too much.
All of that energy might get a bit annoying.
His fucking mind's racing all over the place.
He needed to find out how to slow that down.
His issues are almost out of his control.
I'd love to know how he thinks he's getting on.
Let's get him in and have a look at him.
All right, let's roll on.
What was the song? What's that one with the monkey?
Dooh-dooh-dooh...
HE HUMS
# Do you remember! #
Number two!
Number two.
Staff.
We've brought you in here because we see the potential in you.
And do you know what?
You're doing well on the course.
But it can't work you out.
How do you think it's going, number two?
Er...
Chipping away, Staff, keeping at it,
not trying to get ahead of myself.
Fucking no chance of that happening!
LAUGHING: What do you mean, not trying to get ahead of yourself?
Trying not to let my brain get ahead of myself.
Kind of my brain goes about a hundred mile an hour.
Shame your fucking legs don't, innit?
You'd have been fucking flying.
Oh...
How are you finding the course?
Erm, life-changing.
For 35 years, I didn't really know who I was.
And I believe this is...
It's like a reset.
Tell us about the 35 years.
I was low in self esteem.
I had real problems with my education.
I got bullied at high school,
both physically and emotionally,
by not just two or three kids, probably hundreds of kids.
What did that feel like?
I just felt like the underdog all the time,
being what I thought was just incredibly thick and stupid and...
..a bit of a dipshit, really.
After a while, you know, I became a bit more depressed
a bit more anxious.
Kind of into my adult, kind of 20s and 30s,
I basically had a breakdown.
And policemen put me in the back of a car.
I was in the cells for two nights with a suicide suit on.
Got out and I thought, something needs to change here.
And that's when my mother said, she went, "This isn't you."
"It's not the guy that I know. Something's up."
I got tested and it was discovered that I had adult ADHD,
which is kind of on the spectrum with autism,
and it became apparent,
it's not that I'm thick, I just have to learn in a different way.
I hope you've got the mental dexterity to...
..navigate your way through what is yet to come.
ADHD, is it compatible with this or not?
With ADHD, you do get distracted.
You become so hyper focused on one task.
You completely not only forget the tasks that you need to do,
which I'm having to now reset my brain and start a new journey.
And pressure for people with ADHD is extremely hard,
but not impossible.
And ultimately we're all different, aren't we?
We just muddle our way through life,
working out how we fit into our own heads.
Keep learning. Don't stop being who you are.
Who you are is going to take you a long way.
But just slow that fucking brain down.
Guards!
DOOR OPENS
I have got an enormous amount to give.
I'm going to put the superpower ADHD into power,
and I'm going to allow it to work for me rather than against me.
Enough to just portray that to the world,
that an individual that has ADHD
and has battled mental health problems his entire life
can put it to the test.
And it feels like I've been reborn.
It feels like I've got that hunger in my belly again.
You look like a broken toy.
Recruits!
Yes, Staff. Yes, Staff.
Shit, I need my water.
Just file in on the seats.
The recruits are about to be sent on an overnight mission
deep in the jungle.
Well done to still be here.
You should be proud of yourselves up to this point.
But we're going to turn up the notch again.
Operation Retrieval.
The aim is to retrieve...
..a cache behind enemy lines.
The two teams,
Team Alpha - two, three, four, and eight.
Team Bravo - seven, ten, and nine.
As always, plays to be a winner.
Everybody get what I'm saying?
ALL: Yes, Staff.
Follow on.
The teams will be dropped at separate insertion points,
then race 3km to the cache.
Team Alpha is being taken to a drop-off point
at the start of the mission.
Team leader number three Joshua will be in charge of navigation.
Starting from another insertion point equidistant
from the supply box
is Team Bravo, led by number ten, Danica.
Came down the steps.
The gas was on the left. We went straight.
This is it. We follow the path.
I haven't been part of a team for a long time
because I'm self-employed.
I like to think that I'm going to be able to make a decent decision under pressure.
But who knows?
No.
No, we shouldn't go. Let's just push on.
Anyone need a water break?
After 20 minutes,
Team Alpha, led by number three Joshua takes the lead.
Move quicker.
But they still need to navigate 2km of steep terrain.
Yeah. Good? Let's shift.
OK. Squeeze it up. Suck it up.
This is veering round.
Look, look.
So let's go.
It's your charge, you're team leader. Make a choice,
and I'll follow you on. Yeah? It's up to you, whatever you decide.
Well, that's broken a load of time, but come on, push,
we've got to make up for it now.
Doubting her own judgment, number ten Danica has cost her team
valuable minutes deciding which direction to take.
Yeah.
That's the temple there. Yes. We still need to go uphill.
Yes. We're not there yet.
Team Alpha are now only 650 metres from the location of the cache.
I'm at that stage in my life,
I'm 23, just started my new profession as a boxer.
Boxing gave me a structure to my life, a sense of purpose.
I need to see if I've got that drive to go all the way.
Wait, wait, wait.
Cache.
This is saying go uphill. Why are we going downhill?
It was... But this is the other direction.
We should have gone left at that junction, not here.
We're going the wrong way. We need to turn round.
Right, well, let's go. Come on, then.
Recruit number three Joshua has led Team Alpha
in the wrong direction,
handing Team Bravo the advantage.
Get in, get in, get in.
I think I can see it.
Look for a parachute.
Got it!
Yes. Eyes on.
Team Bravo are first to the cache,
and claim the contents inside...
..which include food and equipment to set up camp.
Just pull them tight.
Yeah.
OK.
Team Alpha finally arrive 90 minutes later.
Having lost the challenge, they must also keep watch over the camp
until extraction at daybreak.
It's essential that the recruits remain switched on at all times.
Just like when you're in combat.
You don't get to choose when the enemy are going to attack you.
GET ON THE FLOOR!
The shock and capture on selection is horrendous.
Come with me! Come with me! Come with me!
Trying to run away, you're getting grabbed, pounced on, punched,
hooded.
You're just constantly in a state of "What's next,
"what's next?"
It's petrifying.
Your destiny is now in someone else's hands.