We see H pull a book from a shelf, flip through it while speaking, and then put it back.

H
In a future with mass unemployment, young people are forced to sell blood. That's the first thing I can do.

H2
You should see the boys and shut up. I was the one who was going to be a hundred years old.

A STEEP, DENSELY WOODED HILL

The troops wear threadbare camo fatigues, dark camo paint on their faces;
each bears the hand-drawn insignia "A" on their bodies:
some on their uniforms, some tattooed on their arms.
Many carry GUNS, others MILITARY-GRADE CROSSBOWS.

One of the men comes to a halt, quickly WHISPERS:

SOLDIER
Captain...! (CONTINUED)