Bowers, along with the A.O.W Soldiers, escorts Kyle, Jake, Shawn, James and Woody to Archly Gate.
Bowers: It's been a few years since you left, Desipich. Everyone else still in one piece since we parted ways?
Kyle: Almost...we lost Ashley and Mitchell last week.
Bowers: Mitchell was one helluva a fighter.....and your sister in law.....Sorry to hear about that, son....how's Sarah holding out?
Kyle: She's strong...we're having a baby soon.
Bowers: Well, congratulations, son...you're going to a great dad...so I presume you didn't come all this way to check on my old ass.
Kyle: No, fortunately not. We've brought you a present. The key for Pierces' data disk.
Bowers: Well, you'd interrupted my dinner with the kids tonight if I had any, so it must be urgent....that's if I had kids.....that was joke, but hell, I was just about to give up.
Kyle: Yeah. It contains information on where Pierce is holding my Dad captive. Does the word Perseus ring a bell for you?
Bowers: What the fuck do you mean "holding your Dad captive"?
Kyle: I got a message today from my father. He's not dead. Pierce had him kidnapped.
Bowers: Jesus H. Christ....and all that info's on the disk?.....so where'd you get the key?
Kyle: Pierce gave it to me.
Bowers: And Pierce?
Kyle: Dead....actually dead this time.
The convoy arrives at the fort.
Bowers: Well, Desipich....I am in fucking aw of what goddamn words to say....and normally I know what to say.
Woody steps out of the truck as a young girl runs up to him.
Jenny: Daddy!
Woody turns and is hugged by the girl.
Woody: Jenny! You okay?!
Jenny: Yeah....I'm okay.
The two break the hug.
Jenny: I thought I told you to tell me to take me with you.
Woody: Aren't I the father?
Jenny: Yeah, but I'm the one's who's apparently worried about your health.....
Woody: I had help.
Woody turns to Kyle, Jake, Shawn and James.
Jenny: Wait...is that...?
Woody: Sure as shit is.
Kyle approaches Woody and Jenny.
Woody: Kyle, this is my daughter, Jenny. She's got a brain like your friend, James and a fierce soul like her mamas.
Jenny: Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Desipich.
Kyle: You, too. And just call me Kyle.
Jenny: Also, thank you for saving my father's life.....
Jenny turns to Woody with a cocky look.
Jenny: Twice after today!
Woody shrugs.
Woody: Like I said; fierce like her mama's spirit.
Suddenly, the alarm is ringing as a woman is heard speaking over the intercom.
Beatrix: Red alert! Red alert! Condemned are at the front door!
Kyle, Jake, Shawn, James, Woody and Bowers step out of the truck as A.O.W Soldiers mount assault rifles and make their way to the front of the gate. Kyle turns to Bowers.
Kyle: I'll fill you in on the rest of the deal right after we deal with our unwanted guests!
Bowers: Mount up and move to the front gate! There's too many families here and I'll be goddamned if I let them destroy this fort.
Woody turns to Jenny.
Woody: Not you.
Jenny: What? But, Daddy—
Woody: I need you here, making sure the families are safe!
Jenny: But I can help out!
Woody: Jenny, I can't help with this if I'm watching you. Keep the fort safe. Understand?
Jenny pouts, but then turns. In the front of the gate, the Condemned army attacks as the A.O.W Soldiers return fire with casualties on both sides.
Bowers: Jesus Christ. It's like the whole fuckin army came to visit us.
Kyle: Yeah, well, we kinda pissed off their queen.
Bowers: She's alive?! Son of a-is there anything else you want to share with me, Kyle?
Kyle: Not at the moment.....your hairs aren't as grey as I thought.
Bowers: You young cocky son of a bitch...
Kyle, Jake, Shawn, James, Woody and Bowers help the A.O.W Soldiers repel the incoming Condemned attack.
Jake: Motherfuck.....they are PISSED.
Shawn: My god. We really kicked the hornets' nest.
James: No, this is beyond kicking the hornets' nest. If anything, we kicked it. Punched it. Fucked it! Set it on fire! Jerked off in it and then wore it on our cocks like a used condom or sock!
Shawn: How do you wear a used hornets nest if it's on fire?
Jake: Uh-uh! Uh-uh! Don't you two start this nasty shit again while we're in the middle of a fucking fight!
The battle progresses for a good while, before Kyle gets onto one of the gun turrets, but however, the Condemned brutes arrive with grenade launchers as they open fire onto the front gate, managing to destroy it.
Shawn: Shit!
Kyle: Big boys! We got big boys with some big fucking guns!
The Condemned bring their catapult machines launch at the front gate, creating an explosion that separates Kyle, Jake and Woody from Shawn, James and Bowers.
Kyle: They got through!
Bowers: Fall back! Fall back!
Jake: Fuck! C'mon!
Those fuckers are going attacking the second gate! We gotta fall back and keep them out! C'mon!
James: Do you still have the God's Fist weapon, Bowers? You know; the bad-ass satellite laser?
Bowers: You want the good news or bad news first?
James: Uh.....I'd rather just have an honest answer.
Bowers: Good news; we do have it. Bad news; targeting system's screwed so we can't risk it.
On the top bridge, Kyle, Jake and Woody take control of a turret like weapon and open fire on the Condemned while James, Shawn and Bowers give support fire from the lower bridge.
Bowers: Damn it! They keep coming!
As the battle progresses, Condemned Brutes with giant shields enter the battle as they progress towards the second gate. Beatrix speaks over the microphone.
Shawn: Brutes! Target their feet below the shields!
Kyle: Goddamn it! Keep em out! Keep em out!
Jake: Shit is ridiculous, man!
Shawn: Hey! Make this easy! Put the goddamn shields down! I promise; a quick arrow to the head!
The Condemned Brutes destroy the second gate, allowing the Condemned to enter in the inner courtyard.
Bowers: Shit! That's the second gate! They're going to overpower us! Fall back!
Beatrix speaks over microphone.
Beatrix: The second gate is down! I repeat! The second gate is down! Concentrate on the inner courtyard! Repeat! The inner courtyard!
Kyle, Jake, Shawn, James, Woody and Bowers open fire onto the Condemned drones in the inner courtyard.
Shawn: Reinforcements!
Bowers: They're going for the garage! Get on those turrets!
Jake gets on the turret on his end while Shawn gets on the turret on the opposite end as Jake and Shawn open fire onto the Condemned forces. However, Condemned Brutes with grenade launchers arrive on the battlefield and destroy Shawns' turret, knocking him back.
James: Shawn! You okay?!
Shawn: Yeah, I'm good.
Shawn recovers as Jake attempts to mow down the Condemned Brutes, but with little success, the Brutes manage to destroy the garage door.
Kyle: Aw! Son of a motherfucker!
Bowers: fall back to the garage! We can't let them take this fort!
Kyle, Jake, Shawn, James, Bowers and Woody fall back to the fort and take cover while laying down suppressing fire onto the Condemned attackers. Beatrix speaks over intercom.
Beatrix: All personnel! Prepare for "final drop"! Prepare for "final drop".
Jake: "Final drop"?! You're not going to nuke the place, are you?!
Bowers: No, Beatrix is going to push the big reserve fuel tank into the yard and we're going to light it up. That'll take out these fuckers!
On the rooftop, Beatrix, Jenny, along with two other A.O.W soldiers, get into the position of the reserve fuel tank and begins pushing it over the edge.
Beatrix: C'mon! Help me push!
Jenny: C'mon, guys! Keep pushing!
Bowers: Wait.....wait.....wait.....
After a brief struggle, Beatrix and the A.O.W soldiers push the reserve fuel tank into the courtyard with the Condemned attackers.
Bowers: Now!
Kyle: Concentrate on the fuel tank!
Kyle, Jake, Shawn, James, Woody and Bowers open fire on the fuel tank, before Jake tosses a grenade near the tank as it explodes, igniting the courtyard with fire and incinerating the Condemned, finally stopping the attack.
Shawn: Whoo! Yeah! You feel that?! That's the fires of victory, bitches!
Beatrix speaks into her earpiece to contact Bowers.
Beatrix: Close call, Lyle. The fort's secure though. We won....for now.
Beatrix turns to the A.O.W Soldiers.
Beatrix: Get all fire control teams to the primary courtyard. Those fires will spread! Go!
Woody looks up at Jenny, who tilts her cap down. In the garage, Kyle, Jake, Shawn, James, Woody and Bowers recover.
Jake: That's the last of em.....least for a while.
James: Yeah, probably just long enough for us to get rid of the smell of sweet burning Condemned.....which I find unpleasant.
Kyle: Colonel....I think it's time we have that talk.