As Nigel and Lance walk across an open area, they are lit by the battle in the background. Lance looks up and around the embankment and along a barbed wire on the edge of the road. Shells scream overhead. Lance just stands looking down on the phantasmagoric strings of the lights, the smoke, and the fires.

Nigel jumps down into a trench. He sees a soldier crouched, holding his buddy, who is crying uncontrollably. "Where can I find the C.O.?"

"You came right to it, son of a bitch!"

Nigel looks up to see Lance still looking at all the pyrotechnics. "Lance! Get down here!" He turns and jumps down into the trench. Nigel turns back to the soldier in the trench. You still got a commanding officer here?

"Beverly Hills."

"What?"

"Right up the road there's a concrete bunker called Beverly Hills. Where the hell else do you think it would be?"

Nigel turns and moves away from the two soldiers. Lance follows. They proceed down the long trench. They pass a group of TND Soldiers. Suddenly Nigel trips over a body, and falls right into a mud puddle. The body stirs. "You stepped in my face!"

Lance laughs a little. "We thought you were dead."

"Well, you thought wrong, damnit!"

They come to another gun emplacement, where two soldiers are at a fifty-caliber machine gun. The Gunner blasts away into the night, walking and swearing at Adult. The Spotter is feeding the bullets into the gun. Psychedelic guitar music plays on a portable radio. "You think you're so bad, huh? HAHAHAHA" The Gunner says wildly while firing at the Adults.

Nigel watches for a while, then shouts over to him. "What are you shooting at, soldier?"

"Adults! What the hell do you think I'm shooting at?" He turns to see that he is talking to an officer. "I'm sorry, sir. There are Adults out there by the wire. But I think I killed them all."

The Spotter laughs at him. "You ain't shot shit! Listen!" The enemy's yelling continues.

The Gunner hears this yelling. " Oh, shit, he's trying to call his friends. Send up a flare."

The Spotter reaches over and picks up a flare pistol, and fires a flare into the air. The gunner starts blasting away again. "You think you so bad, huh? You think you so bad?" He stops firing. The yelling continues.

The Spotter laughs again. "They're all dead, stupid. There's one still alive underneath them bodies."

Nigel looks at both of them. "Who's the commanding officer here?"

The Gunner turns at him with surprise. "Ain't you?" Then he continues firing. "You think you so bad? I got something for your ass! I got something for you now!"

Lance climbs up on top of the sandbags with the puppy and looks at the pyrotechnics. Explosions go off all around him.

The Spotter and the Gunner are still arguing about the bodies. "There's nothing but bodies, man!" Then the Gunner has an idea. "Go get the Roach, man. Go get the Roach!" The Spotter moves down the trench, to where a tall lanky soldier wearing all sorts of beads and trinkets leans against the ditch, sleeping. "Roach! Roach!" The Roach gets up somewhat annoyed, but very cool, and saunters up toward the machine gun.

Nigel looks over and sees Lance up on top of the sandbags. "Lance!" Lance climbs down back into the trench.

The Roach and the Spotter move back to the machine gun, where the Gunner waits. The Roach turns off the radio, sits down, and listens. "Do you hear them?"

"Yeah."

"You need a flare?"

"No." He continues to listen hearing the obscenities that the far out adult is saying. "He's close, man. He's real close." The Roach opens the breech of his shotgun-like weapon, plunks a big slug into it. He snaps it closed, then turns and wraps the strap around his arm. He points the weapon up into the air listens to the yelling, calculating, then fires. The grenade whistles off into the night. There is a sharp explosion that cuts off the scream. Then the thud of bodies.

Nigel looks at the Roach. "Hey, soldier. Do you know who's in command here?"

The Roach looks at Nigel with a smile on his face. "Yeah." Then he turns and walks back to the ditch and back to sleep.

The PBR stands in the shadows. Chef, the Chief, and Clean are waiting for Nigel and Lance. Shells whistle by and crash in the distance as the welding continues on the bridge. Clean looks up and sees a direct hit on the bridge. Two Soldiers ate blown off some of the towers and into the water. "Holy shit! Yo, Chief, two guys just got blown off that bridge,"

The Chief sees the fear in Clean's eyes. "You hold on, man. You're gonna be okay."

Clean turns and moves to the bow, where Chef is kneeling by the mail bag. "What's that?"

"Mail, man!"

The Chief looks back. "Later on the mail! Watch them trees."

Nigel and Lance climb back onto the boat, loaded down with supplies. They move down into the PBR. "There's no diesel fuel, but I picked up some ammo. Let's move out."

"Did you find the C.O., Captain?"

"There's no C.O. here. Let's just get going."

"Which way, Captain?"

"You know which way, Chief."

"You're on your own, Captain. Still want to go on? Like this bridge. We build it every night, The Adults blow it right back up again, just so the generals can say the road's open. Think about it...who cares?"

"Just get us up river!" The Chief turns the boat and takes off down river. Behind the boat the Bridge can be seen. The battle intensifies more explosions then finally the bridge fully collapses in an amazing show of firepower and pyrotechnics.