Chapter 271: Red vs Red

A ship flying on the ocean, approaches an island.

Dylan: Coming up on the island.

Simmons: How are we gonna know if they're here?

Dylan: I got a feeling they'll see us before we see the- (Alarm)

Dylan: Yep. There's our answer. Someone just locked missiles.

Jax: Shields up! Go to red alert!

"I feel so alive!" Ash yells.

Sarge: What does this hub-cap have in the way of countermeasures?

Dylan: Well, if they shoot, we can counter by exploding. That's about it.

Simmons: Yeah, let's make that plan B.

Dylan: Our autopilot is worse than useless against guided missiles. I- I don't suppose any of you moonlight as combat pilots?

"I flew a Hornet like twice." Ash says.

Grif: Oh! I crashed a ship once- uhh, it was technically a tactical crash.

Tucker: Yeah, I think I prefer plan B.

Two missiles are fired.

Dylan: Incoming! Twelve o'clock. Grif!

Grif: Just a minute! I still haven't figured out how to invert the controller scheme.

The ship dives as the missiles fly above it.

Grif: Whoo! That was on purpose!

A barrage of missiles are fired.

Dylan: Oh heck...

The ship does a barrel roll to evade two missiles and flies above two more, but another warhead hits it straight on. Inside the ship, sparkles fly. Outside, it's a big blast and the ship is falling as Surge and Temple watch from the island.

Surge: Direct hit, sir. She's goin' down.

Temple: Thanks. I fucking noticed.

Surge: I still think we should have eliminated-

Temple: Enough! Looks like you'll get your wish after all.

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The ship crashes on the ocean.

Surge: Shall I lead the greeting party?

Temple: We've got more important things to do. Have Lorenzo and Cronut roll out the red carpet while we secure the facility.

Surge: Uh, permission to speak freely, sir?

Temple: Nah.

Surge: Alright, then. [towards the edge] You heard the man, men! Let's show our guests some hospitality!

Tanks and jeeps show up in front of Surge.

On the beach, the Reds and Blues - Lopez only a head again - plus Dylan and Jax, stare at the wreckage.

"Okay, I know I sound like a broken record." Jax starts. "But you definitely should have been-"

Grif cuts Jax off. "Would you shut up about the leaf on the wind shit?! I got us out alive, you're freaking welcome."

"The Revere's totaled." Dylan states. "The comm array is still functioning, but not for long. That's gonna cost someone an arm and a leg."

"You mean besides Lopez?" Sarge asks.

"Hey, Lopez!" Simmons starts. "How about we turn you into a little backpack like C-3PO at the end of Empire?"

Lopez: Por favor, no. Solo dejame la sombra. He tenido suficiente acción para siempre. [Please, no. Just leave me in the shade. I've had enough action for ever.]

Sarge: What's that? You want us to throw you into the ocean? But Lopez, why would we do that?

Lopez: No me eches en el oceano. [Don't throw me in the ocean.]

Sarge: Ohhh! To keep you from falling into enemy hands, hehe. Your selflessness knows no bounds.

Lopez: Señor Grif. Detergalo, por favor. [Grif! Stop him. Please!]

"Hey, don't look at me, Lopez." Grif says. "I'm the lazy one, remember? I can barely speak English."

"And there it is." Ash says.

"Let's get our boogie on, troops!" Tucker orders. "Before they come looking for survivors."

View from all the Blues and Reds guarding the facility.

Dylan: The power facility is at the top. That's where Temple will be holed up with the machine.

"Too late to call for backup?" Simmons asks.