Hard left rudder.
Hard left rudder. Aye sir.
Drop port anchor.
What?
Drop it now!
We're gonna die.
We are gonna die.
You're gonna die. I'm gonna die.
We're all gonna die.
Just not today.
Let's drop some lead on those mother-
Fire!
Reload! Reload!
Firing mechanism reset! Secure the hatch.
Port side ready!
Release the anchor.
Incoming! Incoming!
You alright?
They ain't going to sink this battleship, no way.
Hit it!
Everything you've got!
Woo!
l want every available plane on this ship in the air, now!
I can't believed that worked.
Yeah, Art of War. Fight the enemy where they aren't.
After all these years, that finally just clicked.
But that's not what it means.
Really?
Not even close.
Keep going!
Mick, my leg is stuck.
Mick.
HOPPER: Status of weapons?
VETERAN: Turret three is down. We got one round of high-explosive back-aft in turret three.
Tell them to have it ready when we get there.
I got this.
Beast, update.
l need that round. We need to bring it to turret two.
Sir? Turret two is 500 feet away.
This round is over a thousand pounds! How do you expect us to get it there?
Raikes! Get to the gun plot, finger on the trigger.
Yes, sir!
Come on, easy. Easy.
Get out of here!
We gotta go.
Calm down, okay? l'm going to frigging save you.
Closed, number one is armed.
Coordinates?
Train, 3-3-0.
Elevation?
2-2-0
Let's go!
She's armed.
You better not be up there.
Hopper!
We only have one round left, right?
Yeah.
It was an honor serving with you, Captain.
The honor was mine.
Fire.
Locked on target.