EXT. IN THE AIR OVER NEW MEXICO
Six A-10 warthogs in echelon right formation advance low across the desert.
At IP, coming around for our run.
A-10 WINGMAN ONE
A-10 WINGMAN ONE
I have the entrance, the rest of you up over the top.
INT. FORT AREA BY THE VAULT ENTRANCE
The doorway has just about cleared. Sadusky and his men have Morgan’s men disarmed and corralled.
Riley flicks his miner’s light on and enters.
(to Agent Stewart)
You take the point with Riley.
(to their Neo-nazi captives)
You can remain here and take the consequences or come down with us and live.
They shrug and line up behind his men and enter the vault.
Sadusky brings up the rear, enters after his last agent, takes up a rope strung out across the fort to the guardhouse and gives a smooth jerk.
Rance has passed across the catwalk to the other end, looking for a way down. Finding none he paces the catwalk in frustration, trying to come up with a plan.
With a jerk of his head he looks back towards the ironclad and now has another factor to consider. It is now descending towards him.
DECK OF THE IRONCLAD
Riley and those following spill out onto the deck. Morgan’s men are herded over to one side and kept under guard. Riley runs to his friends when they appear from the forward section, and throws his arms around them.
Am I glad to see you two!
And a special welcome to you, Agent Sadusky.
Not to be a stick in the mud, but I think we all better grab onto something solid.
EXT. THE APPROACHING A-10S
The lead A-10 slips back and vectors off towards the cavern entrance. Coming in low, it releases its munition, letting it fly at the target.
The other A-10s fan out side by side and bore in on the rock dome, release their payloads and scoot away.
As the fireball rises from the entrance, their five bombs are silhouetted against the conflagration.