Man 1: Sound off!
Man 2: I'm good.
Blackburn: I'm all right
Man 1: Flare! You good? Good?
Man 4: Motherfucker, that was a T-90 and I'm still breathing. I'm better than good. I'm fucking awesome.
Man 1: Blackburn? Blackburn, you okay? You all right?
Man 1: There's got to be a way out of here.
Man 1: Let's go!
Radio: Request immediate air. T-90 tank 200 meters from. How copy?
Man 2: That thing's going to cut them apart, man.
Man 4: It's fast air and Cobra's on station.
Man 1: If they can get here in time.
Blackburn: I think that's the bank.
Man 2: I guess so.
Blacburn: Fucking T-90 is back. We got to do something!
Man 2: Shit, where's he going?
Man 4: Fuck! Burn, motherfucker!
Radio: All units: We got enemy infantry and armor closing in on our position. Need assist. Over.
Man 1: Get moving.
Radio: More Armor inbound. T-90 in front of the bank. Take it out!
Man 2: Okay here they come. Left side! Left Side!
Radio: Infantry heading our way.
Man 6: What was that? What was that?!
Man 7: Holy Fuck! Javelin team down! Secure the Javelin! Light that fucking thing up!
Man 2: Shit!
Man 7: Move, move, move!
Blackburn: Tank Destroyed, Tank destroyed!
Man 1: You're doing great, Blackburn.
Radio: We need this building secured.
Man 1: Roger!
Blackburn: I'm seeing enemy personnel in the windows, engage!
Man 1: Tank on the right, heading this way.
Man 2: Tank! Dead ahead!
Man 2: Enemy armor destroyed. Let's move!
Man 4: Well, this is good. Lets go recon a burning, structurally unsound bank.
Man 1: See if you can find a way in through the back, out.
Man 2: Roger.
Man 5: Shit!
Man 2: Come on, up there. Move, move, move!
Man 1: Movement!
Man 1: Boost me up!
Man 1: I'm in.
Man 1: I got him, I got him! Now!