I told the team, we have to fight our way in.
With what they had, trying to fight their way in at the top was out of the question.
"You want to march in the front door and fight your way to the top?"
Well, he would fight his way on and up higher.
He had to fight his way out with air running low.
He had to fight his way through all those things.
He was now 15 miles from land, so had to fight his way back.
When you come we will fight our way out together.
They must fight my way or they're no use to me.
They might have to fight their way out after all.