003 Two Targets

EXT. BATTLEFIELD — BESIDE THE ENEMY AMBULANCE — DAY The AI Medic Agent extends its lifting arms toward Finnan. The armoured ambulance waits with its rear hatch open, patient as a machine and merciless as mercy. Finnan digs his hands into the mud and refuses to be loaded. FINNAN: You don’t understand. You and I together — we’re a target. Above them, the white sky remains empty for one terrible second. FINNAN: Your drones will shoot me. Our drones will shoot you. AI MEDIC AGENT: WOUNDED COMBATANT MUST BE EVACUATED. FINNAN: Then evacuate yourself first.