What's the point of shooting
if you're not gonna read the conditions?
It's mindless.
Look, it's 10 knots northerly.
The conditions at the flag...
The conditions of the flag
do not represent the conditions of the target.
Yes, I know.
Right. So if you understand it,
make your adjustments.
Block it.
Okay, now feel the wind.
Look for a pattern.
Ten knots.
Twelve knots.
Fifteen.
Just feel it.
Don't you have anything better to do?
If you can't take the feedback,
how are you gonna improve?
Sharp shooting!
Kids, you're late for school.
Go on. Don't forget tomorrow we're doing lunch here.
I'm gonna cook up a feed for her birthday.
Oh, you don't have to do that. I'm 16, not five.
Remember?
I'd be keen to come along,
no matter what she says about your cooking.
School.
Okay. See ya.
- You okay? - Yeah.
She just sucks.
I assume you didn't tell her
about tonight, then.
Shit no, that's tomorrow's problem.
Good point.
G'day there.
Mrs. Kris Hendricks, right?
Peter Phillips.
That was a high-stress situation.
You didn't flinch.
They told me you'd do that.
They all flinched.
I represent foreign interests,
corporate farmers.
What company is that?
Well, come on now.
That would be pillow talk, wouldn't it?
Look at this.
A hundred and thirty hectares at three and a half per.
That gives you 350,000 clear after debts.
It's a fresh start, Kris.
It's not for sale, mate.
Everything has a price.
Watch out for the cow shit.
You've got 10 seconds to tell me who you are, Mr. Phillips.
Seven seconds.
Five seconds.
And another one for the bullet to pass through your body.
Who are you?!
Fuck, fuck, fuck...
He's coming.
Voodoo Child.
Long live The Dragon.
Hello, Barren Back High School.
Oh, hi.
This is Kris Hendricks, Anja's mother.
- Mrs. Hendricks. - Listen,
there's been a family emergency,
so I'm gonna be coming in early today.
Oh, well, that will be tricky.
Anja hasn't been to school for almost two weeks now.
And we have tried, but you are very difficult--
Where are you?
- It's me. - Voodoo.
- It's me, okay? - Been a long time.
- Missed you. - Yeah, missed you too.
Situation?
He's alive.
100%.
You're sure?
I just buried one of his men.
He said, "Long live The Dragon,"
just before I put a bullet in his head.
Sixteen years, you're still chasing ghosts.
It could be some lunatic chasing an old bounty,
trading on The Dragon's name.
On my life, Dog, it's him.
What do you need?
Ex-snipers, our team.
As many as you can get.
Oh, that's a hell of an ask.
Kris, half the team's gone.
Some won't fight again, some can't.
You've been off the grid a long time.
Make it work.
I'll send coordinates.
There's a marked-up map of the property.
Now, he'll come under the cover of dark.
Maybe tonight if he's moved straight away.
Fine. I'll be there, but hear me.
If this really is a ghost hunt,
it's gonna cost you big time.
Hey, it's Anja.
Sorry I can't take your call.
I'm not actually ignoring you--
Hello, it's Michael.
Sorry I can't get to the phone.
Anja, I need you to call me.
I know you haven't been at school.
I don't care about that right now.
I just need you to call me and tell me where you are.
Michael, are you with Anja?
Please, I need Anja to call me.
Just come home.
It's urgent.
Anja!
Okay.
Fuck off.
Hi, Jen.
It's Kris.
Um, listen, do you know if the kids are together?
I'm really just trying to get hold of Anja.
Yeah, so if you hear anything, can you gimme a call?
Thanks.
I'm not gonna marry you, though.
Yeah, I didn't think you would.
I'm not taking it off, though.
I didn't think you would.
Almost as good as this.
Come on.
We're going for lunch later anyway.
A chopper buzzed our heads, Michael.
It's probably just roo shooters.
I wanna know what's going on.
Just stay here.
- I'll be right back. - It's your birthday.
I love what you've done with the place, Voodoo.
How's the nightlife?
Where's Angelo?
Guatemala or Colombia.
Retired to the drug trade or got married.
I can't remember which.
Where's Dokic?
He's a chef in Perth.
Who do you think I am?
ASIS, the CIA, the UN?
- This is it. - Nine ex-snipers
with time on the ground.
Sixteen years ago it was nine snipers.
Now all that's left is a reputation.
Look, you needed ex-soldiers who were within range
of getting here ASAP.
This is Australia, isn't it?
Not exactly around the corner for the rest of the world.
Now make it worth it, will you?
Besides that chopper cost me 20K.
I'll cover it.
Yeah, I can see you've done real well
for yourself out here, soldier.
Jeez, you must be pretty fucking certain
it's not The Dragon or you wouldn't have brought him along.
He's trained. He'll stay back.
I wanted to come.
New security job isn't quite hitting the same.
Nothing wrong with security.
Face of an angel, just like his dad.
Kris Hendricks.
No relation to Jimi...
Hendrix, yeah.
Over there is, on the crest, is Milk.
I'm sure you have no trouble recognizing him
from the old unit.
And over there is Kalda.
She's ex-KFOR, possibly Italian.
Who knows? Doesn't say much.
And this is Nico.
We did some good in Afghanistan
and now he... he contracts for me.
All ex-military. All good to go.
Voodoo Child, like the song.
Hey, Nico.
You did not say this mission involved Voodoo Child.
I said it's a security detail, serve and protect.
- It's The Dragon. - The Dragon's dead.
I don't go up against The Dragon for a favor.
She needs to be paranoid.
Well, of course she needs to be paranoid.
There's a 10 million bounty on her fucking head.
I might as well take her out myself.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
This is a death watch.
We've seen enough of them.
There wasn't time for full disclosure.
You didn't ask questions.
I was doing you a favor, mate.
Nico.
Nico!
Is that true?
The Dragon's dead, Junior.
He was calling himself Phillips, real estate agent.
He had a bloody business card and everything.
That's north?
He sent off a message via his cell phone.
Trashed it before he died.
Oh, 10 million attracts a lot of crazies.
Even if there's no one left to pay it.
Soon enough one of us is gonna be dead.
Then we'll know The Dragon has arrived.
Yeah, well, um, I'm a little bit rusty.
I did spend some time in the south.
Where are you from?
Sydney.
You do understand who's out there, don't you?
I understand that I'm here to protect
a mother and her kid.
Why is this here?
Contact, 700 meters slight right of my access.
Target moving left to the right in the tree line.
Clear to engage?
It's her.
- It's her. - Okay, we got a 15-year-old
still out there somewhere.
Do not engage until subject is verified, roger?
She's 16.
It's her birthday.
Good hunting, KD.
Cover the front, Junior.
Hold your fire.
- She's a friendly, confirm? - Copy.
I'm gonna put one in the tree.
Make her get down.
- Relay? - Hold positions, hold.
Probing fire from my position.
Say again. Probing fire only. Send it.
Get down.
Go on, get down.
Oh, shit!
She's been hit.
Shot fired.
Report, shot fired, identify.
Where's that shot from?
Anja? Anja?
- Yeah? - Mmm.
I'm Nico.
That was your mom telling you to stay down.
There's gonna be somebody over there who's gonna come here
and grab you, but you've gotta stay low.
- Yeah? - Okay.
This is a bad place now.
It's not somewhere for you to be.
Just stick by your mom no matter what you see.
Okay.
Stay here.
Anja's safe.
She's unharmed and waiting for retrieval.
Anja?
Mom, what's happening?
Hey.
I won't go.
Hide that shit.
All right?
Now, get it together, girl.
Let's go.
- Friendly's incoming. - Copy.
All right, so this is Malcolm.
People call him White Dog.
That's Junior, he's my son.
We've got a situation.
There's a boy out there alone. I'm gonna have to go get him.
Mom, what... what's going on?
Put some clothes on. Stay low.
Ah, just hold there, fella.
Dad, just relax.
Fucking hell.
Okay, you all right?
So...
There's a man out there
looking for revenge
for something that happened a long time ago.
These people are here to help. They're from the Army.
They don't look like medics.
You weren't a medic, were you?
I have medical training.
Okay, you're gonna have to tell me where you've been hiding
when you've been skipping school.
The western edge near the Sullivan's boundary.
Oh, shit.
I want to come. I have to get to Michael.
No, you stay here. You're safe.
I will trust these people with your life.
Dad!
White Dog is dead.
Kal, get to the house now.
You need to get out of here right now.
What about Michael?
It's Milk.
I'm in position.
Copy that.
We need to draw him out before he moves.
I can use the head wound
to figure out The Dragon's position.
Yep.
It's not a 50.
It's a 7.62 NATO.
Range around 600 meters.
Stop.
It's too compromised. It's not gonna work.
All right, we'll use him as a target.
See if we can draw fire.
Come on, come on.
No!
Anja, stay down.
Milk, Kal's been hit.
Where's your girl?
In her room.
- Milk's AC. - Where are you going?
Where are you going?
No. No, no, no, no, no.
No...
Mom, we have to call someone.
We have to call someone.
- We will. - No, no.
We will.
The dingoes will get him out here.
We have to make sure that he's safe, Mom.
- This isn't okay. - We're gonna stay with him.
No, no.
We're gonna stay with him tonight, all right?
Junior.
Junior, kill the light.
Stevie, it's Junior.
We need immediate evac from the drop point.
Dragon's here and he's dropping bodies.
No.
No, no. No, no. What do you mean, "call the cops"?
Dad is dead.
Kaldayev's dead. Immediate fucking evac!
0700 hours, roger.
Should we call the cops?
Why don't you just...
keep your head down?
See if we can't get through the night, hey?
Are we even safe here?
It's too dark to move.
We'll wait till first light.
I don't know you at all, do I?
Well, that's not true.
Have you killed a lot of people?
You knew I was a soldier.
How many?
Or are you not allowed to talk about it?
You know, you're just...
too fucking traumatized or something?
How many?
Hundred and sixteen.
Verified.
Does that include, um,
does that include Michael?
This is what he'd want.
You, me, Michael like this.
Yeah, he'd be figuring that the trauma
of spending the night out here
with a loved one will compromise my psychological readiness.
First you survive.
Then you've gotta live with yourself.
Except you disappeared.
I called you so many times.
The PX tent, Private Milk.
He said you were deployed, but I knew he was lying.
I kept calling, one week, two.
I kept calling every single day.
Plus 96-444-5938-0025.
RAR, Private Milk, Anja?
Milk would always read me bedtime stories.
You never did that.
Mom, what's happening?
Could be a friendly.
Run, get back to the house.
You can't escape him.
You're safer in here with me than out there, trust me.
In case you get close.
I'm sorry.
Damn you, Dragon.
Up you get.
You know, you should have seen me coming. Right?
I made it this far.
Yeah. Yeah, you did.
Why are you doing this?
To claim what's mine.
She's not like us.
Yeah, she is.
Please...
Please just leave her.
No.
One by one, I'll take the rest of your team down
and when I kill you, I'll take her home where she belongs
and make her forget you ever existed.
You know the game.
This bandana.
Shot for shot.
All right.
Two is one and one is none.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit.
Wait, wait, Junior.
Shit.
Fuck!
We gotta move.
He fucking shot me.
Oh, fuck.
Show me. Show me. Where?
Am I gonna die?
- Maybe. - Oh, shit.
I never wanted to come here.
Oh, fuck.
All right, we gotta go.
I wanna get you back to the house.
Fuck.
We're gonna go six o'clock west backwards.
Okay, you ready?
- Yeah. - Let's go.
- Okay. Yeah. - Come on. Come on!
Six o'clock, 500, then west up the hill.
- Okay? - I can't.
Junior, you fucking move!
Fucking move now!
Oh, Jesus, we gotta get moving.
We gotta get outta here, or we're gonna die.
Don't leave me, please.
We're gonna die.
Voodoo, it's Nico.
On your six, hold your position.
Don't tell my dad.
I won't.
I've never shot anyone.
That's good.
I just bought a dog.
That's good.
Did you hit him?
I missed, he's on the move.
Is he...
What is it? Three kilometers?
We can make it.
- Stay put. - Okay.
Put him down, get him down. Get down.
Nico!
It's encrypted.
You're gonna wanna eat that.
You'll need your energy. It's gonna be a long day.
♪ Incy wincy spider Went up the waterspout ♪
Private Milk!
Yes.
Private Milk.
I saw something amazing once.
Your mom... in Iraq.
Two psychopaths on the back of a motorbike
with a chest full of plastic.
Explosives.
They were screaming and coming towards us
and everyone's shooting and missing.
But your mom, she took her time to change her ammo
to an armor-piercing round.
Boom. Two kills, one shot.
Never seen anything like it.
In all that chaos, your mom...
she just took her time.
We spoke about you a lot when we were in camp.
My boyfriend is dead, Milk.
He's out there alone under a tree.
Milk!
- I need your help here. - Coming.
Okay. There you go, come on, we've got you.
Yes, that's it.
There you go, mate.
Okay, got it.
This is a lot of blood.
I'll get something for the pain.
We made it back, mate.
You're gonna be all right.
I'm gonna try and clean this,
and then I'll need you to apply pressure.
Okay?
Jesus, he's made a hell of a mess of your six-pack,
hasn't he, mate?
We should get on the move.
Keep Anja safe.
She is safe.
You spoke to him.
And he let you live?
All is well. All is well.
All is well. There's only good that will come.
We're all safe, we're all safe.
I know why.
You said I'm safe.
I know why.
- Anja, Anja. - I'm gonna get help.
Anja, Anja!
No!
He's not gonna hurt her until he has no choice.
Fuck it, I'm going.
Milk!
She's safe... because she's his daughter.
You remember that UN mission in the Sar Mountains
16 years ago, when my team was ambushed
and captured by rebels?
Well, The Dragon was their warlord.
The men in our team were executed.
The women were kept alive.
When The Dragon found out who I was...
...forced me into his duels.
Red bandana, shot for shot.
Win, you live,
lose, you die.
When the time came, I executed a plan.
Compound was bombed.
I got out alive,
but I carried a piece of him with me.
Anja.
He's come to take her home.
Well, okay then.
Then you better go to her.
He's too good.
Under 700, he's too good.
I've got his number.
I'll find him and I'll shoot him...
or he'll shoot me.
You're her mother. Don't you dare let her go.
When I'm done...
light it up.
Jesus.
For fuck's sakes, get in!
Anja!
Get in!
Stay down.
Mom, are you okay? Mom?
I'm okay.
Anja, stay down.
- Stay down. - Where's Milk?
Milk, The Dragon's here.
Milk!
Stop, Anja!
He's safe, he's safe!
Anja.
Oi.
Let him go.
Let Milk live.
You have no idea what you are, do you?
All right, one can live.
Your Milk or your mom. You get to choose.
All right?
Get up, get up.
Put your fucking gun down.
Thank you.
Here.
Here you go.
Give this to your mom. She knows what comes next.
Mom, what's happening?
We're gonna trade shots.
You've got no scope.
I've got you.
Take it.
Two is one.
One is none.
Together, we survive.
All right.
Call it.
He's 950, maybe.
Uphill, maybe five meters.
Wind?
Um... nothing, maybe four knots.
Um, you're two meters to the left, and you're five short.
Okay.
Get behind the truck.
All right, give me the wind.
Um, five knots steady.
No, um, three.
Breathe.
Gusting five to three.
Okay, look for a pattern.
Three knots.
Five. Five. Three. Five, five.
Two knots, five knots.
Three knots, five,
five, three, five knots,
three knots, five, five.
Three.
You missed! Mom, you missed.
Mom, can you please just hide?
Mom, he will kill you.
You hit him.