Fucking Sixta walks through the A-O with a giant shit-eating grin on his face, as bombs and mortars and artillery and all kinds of other words for things that go bang are going off all around him. It's like a music video about the world ending, and he's giving some kind of bullshitty yee-haw napalm in the AM thing about how he "loves this shit" and "we're in the middle of it now boys" and he yells at Garza to get down off the truck, blah blah, dick-swinging as usual, and off-screen somebody says between explosions, "Fuck this shit, for sure."
Brad asks Nate, hunkered down by a truck, how long they have to sit in the middle of the open air, "with our nuts out, getting shot at," before RCT-1 actually goes into the town. Nate gives his usual deadpan: "Brad, we sit here with our nuts exposed. But when RCT-1 assaults over the bridge and we go in behind to get their casualties, we get our nuts blown completely off." Nearby, Evan's pretty jumpy because everything is exploding all over the fucking place. Brad suggests they dig in, and Nate tosses his junk into a vehicle and heads to Espera just as some RCT-1 grunts take friendly fire. Doc Bryan comes running up, summoned by the casualties, and doesn't get two words out before Nate okays him to go help. He goes about fixing everything in his usual calm, angry, kind way.
Patterson (the Nate of Alpha) spots some RPG guys and asks Godfather if he can shoot them -- even though they're not visibly armed, they're spotting for the grenade launcher. Godfather relays the request up to Division and gets the ROE change approved. "You are approved to destroy unarmed targets suspected as spotters. How copy?" Patterson tells his team to start killing the spotters whether or not they're armed, and one of his guys taps a shooter on the shoulder and then darts out into the melee to start. That part was pretty crazy.
The young Battalion guy that's always with Godfather alerts him to General Mattis, who's bitching out the RCT-1 Colonel, Dowdy, up on the road. "The question is why the fuck am I standing here looking at a fucking bridge that doesn't have my Marines rolling across it," he's saying, and Dowdy is trying to explain the mission, but Mattis just yells at him. "Not only 'No,' Colonel, but 'Fuck No,' okay? I don't give a rat's ass about the resistance in the city. Your mission is to punch through the city, put RCT-1 north of it where our objectives are. This is just a fucking sideshow. You had 7,000 Marine riflemen who have been are ready to go since for the past 24 hours, and you're standing here with your foot on your dick." He amends to say that it's actually his General dick with Dowdy's foot on it. Godfather comes running up to kiss some ass and Mattis tells him to hold the Battalion back for a bit. "When Colonel Dowdy here sees fit to unfuck himself and push through this fucking shithole, I'll turn First Recon loose." He turns to leave, and Godfather gruffs quietly, "That'd be my Alpha Company taking out their spotters. I'd expect this mortar fire to stop shortly, sir." Thanks for that, Patterson. Dowdy's sad because he didn't bring the General any similar treats, and everybody leaves Godfather all alone, staring at nothing.