The film starts with the Navy SEALs

After the woman was sure to leave, Long Zhan quickly took out his computer. His eyes suddenly became serious, as if he had become a different person. He began to search for information online, about the Kingfisher Project and Pavel's information. He knew that his peaceful life was only temporary, and there were some things he could never escape.

He immediately looked up the information released by Field's company, Caleb Montgomery. His fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the screen, not missing any possible clues.

At the same time, in Karachi, Pakistan, the atmosphere in the military safe house was tense and depressing. Nouwen and Coltrane were looking for the information revealed by Farhad here. They carefully studied every document and every clue, not missing any details.

After a while, Chettri found the information of Natasha Petrenko. There was a hint of excitement and nervousness in her voice: "This is the person who facilitated the sale of nuclear weapons to the Triki Taliban, Natasha Petrenko, a Russian intelligence officer. It is said that she died in a car accident three years ago." This news made the atmosphere in the whole room even more solemn.

Stonebridge, who was watching from the side, joked, "This body looks pretty good." He tried to ease the tense atmosphere with this joke, but it didn't have much effect.

"According to Alpha's files, we can no longer trace her. As a deep undercover agent, she is currently denied by Russia." Shakova also added. There was a hint of helplessness in her words. This mysterious woman seemed to be shrouded in a fog.

"It was denied because." Kechuan asked curiously. His eyes were full of doubts. This mystery made him extremely curious.

“They edited it,” Sharkova blurted out, a succinct answer that only confused Coltrane further.

"That's great, that's helpful," Coltrane said after hearing this. There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, as this answer obviously didn't provide him with much useful information.

"Maybe after the Kingfisher Project was buried, Moscow started to get nervous and started shutting down other similar missions. It seems that people in your country have a hard time dealing with agents who get angry and rebellious." Nowen also said beside him. There was a hint of worry in her words. The situation was becoming more and more complicated.

"It has become our problem now. There is 10 million in the Kura Bank, and it is in collusion with another traitor." Stonebridge also said. There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes. This problem is no longer just a Russian problem, but concerns the security of the entire world.

"Pavel is definitely planning something. If he wants to start a war, it will definitely be a big deal. Unfortunately, Moscow and London have made their own decisions, and Branch 20 may not be involved in this matter." Coltrane said to everyone. This news shocked everyone. Without the support of Branch 20, their task would become more difficult.

After hearing what Coltrane said, Chetri and Nouwen looked at each other with puzzled expressions. Their eyes were full of confusion. This sudden decision made them feel at a loss. But they knew that no matter how great the difficulties were, they had to move forward because they were responsible for preventing a disaster.

"What? They know we just found another clue to a suitcase nuclear bomb?" Nowen stood up suddenly, his hands on the table, his eyes full of shock and vigilance. The lights in the office were dim and dim, as if they were also overwhelmed by this sudden news.

Kechuan frowned slightly and nodded solemnly: "Yes, they know. Our operation seems to have made a breakthrough this time, but according to the intelligence exchange between the two sides, Pavel is always one step ahead." His voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a bit of helplessness and unwillingness.

Novan sighed heavily, sat back in his chair, and subconsciously rubbed his temples with both hands. Chettri also showed an annoyed expression, as if saying, "Well, we are left behind by others again." The whole room was filled with a depressing atmosphere. Everyone could feel the invisible pressure, like an airtight net, tightly binding them.

"That is to say, we only have one last chance before they call off the joint mission." Kechuan's voice broke the silence again. This news was like a heavy stone, hitting everyone's heart hard.

Stonebridge took a deep breath, suppressed his inner anxiety, and asked, "How long will it take to finish?" He stared at Coltrane, as if looking for a glimmer of hope.

"Ten days!" Kechuan answered without hesitation, with a hint of determination in his voice.

"Ten days?" Stonebridge smiled bitterly. "That's a really tight schedule." He knew that to complete such a difficult task within just ten days was an almost impossible challenge, but they had no choice.

Chhetri sat in front of the computer, her fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard, her eyes fixed on the screen, not missing any details. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "Facial recognition just found Petrenko, who appeared in Saidu Sharif eight hours ago. We can track her movements to find out where she went, and then chase her to the other side."

"Very good, we will take action once we find the location." A hint of determination flashed in Kechuan's eyes. He turned to look at Shakova, "Colonel Shakova, please tell us about your next idea."

Shakova stood up, straightened her military uniform, and said slowly: "Very good, it's time to have a good talk with the Russians." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, as if she was not satisfied with the previous cooperation with Russia.

"Is the edited document true or false? We need our partners in Moscow to provide more accurate intelligence." There was a hint of urgency in Kechuan's tone. He knew very well the importance of the accuracy of intelligence to this mission.

Shakova frowned slightly, glanced at Kechuan, and said, "We are actually discussing work. Your tone sounds like you are blaming me." There was a hint of displeasure in her eyes, and she was obviously a little resistant to Kechuan's questioning.

"I'm just discussing work normally. What do you think we are doing?" Kechuan spread his hands and said helplessly.

"That's what we said four or five times that we wouldn't do again. You know they won't share that level of information with the West." Shakova emphasized again. She knew the attitude of the Russian side very well. It was harder than climbing to the sky to get core intelligence from them. "We are hunting down their out-of-control agents." Coltrane argued. He didn't understand why the Russian side was so uncooperative in this matter.

"It was your people who took all the credit for getting the portable nuclear weapon." Sharkova retorted bluntly. She felt that Coltrane's team was too arbitrary in previous actions and did not take into account the interests of all parties.

After hearing this, Kechuan's face changed slightly and he explained: "Because we brought him back and we put in so much effort, this is what we deserve." There was a firmness in his eyes, and he had a clear conscience for the contributions of his team.

"Yes, you make it sound so light, as if I wasn't there, or wasn't involved in other things, risking my life." Sharkova became a little agitated. She felt that her efforts were ignored by Coltrane, and her heart was full of grievances.

"I think sooner or later there will be a conflict of interest, East versus West." Kechuan sighed helplessly. He had expected such a situation a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Yeah, I think things are always going to be a little more complicated." Sharkova stared at Coltrane, their eyes meeting in the air, as if sparks were colliding.

At some point, Coltrane's eyes showed a different emotion. He had long harbored feelings for Shakova, but he had never revealed them. At this moment, Shakova's angry and stubborn eyes made him unable to control himself. Shakova actually noticed Coltrane's feelings for her. In this tense and depressing atmosphere, the emotions of the two were like a flood that broke through the dam and could not be controlled. In the small office, they temporarily forgot the danger and pressure outside and immersed themselves in this moment of joy.

Meanwhile, Chhetri was staring intently at the computer screen, unaware of what was happening behind her. She kept adjusting the computer's parameters, scanning Petrenko's head in various ways. Finally, a flashing red dot appeared on the computer screen, indicating Petrenko's location.

"Alpha Zero, found Petrenko's location, she's in Hong Kong." Chetri shouted excitedly into the walkie-talkie.

When Coltrane heard the news, he had to come back to his senses from his love affair with Sharkova. He kissed Sharkova deeply and reluctantly, then picked up the intercom and said, "Get ready to leave." After that, he did not forget to tease Sharkova, "She must have done it on purpose, I guarantee it." Sharkova patted him lightly with a shy smile on her face.

Stonebridge stood beside Chettri, looking at her tired face and her very bad mental state. It was obvious that something was wrong.

I felt a little reluctant. "Good job, kid," he said softly, with some concern in his tone.

However, Chetri was somewhat dissatisfied with the title of "child" and immediately retorted: "I am 27 years old, not a child, but thank you anyway." She raised her head and looked at Stonebridge with a hint of stubbornness in her eyes.

Stonebridge smiled and explained, "I know I don't treat you as a real child. It's just a word of endearment." His eyes were full of tenderness, trying to make Chettri understand his good intentions.

Norman was quietly packing up her things. She looked unhappy and frowned, as if she was worried about something. Stonebridge noticed her abnormality and walked over to ask with concern, "Are you okay?"

Nowen looked up, glanced at Stonebridge, and said helplessly: "You know, she was almost followed during the raid. It's terrible. I'm training her as fast as I can, man." There was a hint of anxiety in her eyes. She was always particularly worried about the safety of her team members.

"I know, but we need people who can go out on field missions." Stonebridge said helplessly. He knew Norman's concerns, but the current mission situation was urgent and they were in urgent need of manpower.

"It was much easier when Gibran was still fighting alongside me." Noven sighed slightly, thinking back to the days when he and Gibran had carried out missions together. At that time, they cooperated well and almost no difficulties could stump them.

"Yes, yes, but he made his own choice." Stonebridge comforted. He knew that Noven was reluctant to see Gibran leave, but everyone has his own way to go.

In fact, they both missed Long Zhan very much. Although Long Zhan was not with the team for the time being, he was always paying attention to the progress of the mission. Every day he dreamed of fighting side by side with everyone. In his dreams, those fierce battle scenes were always so real that he was often awakened by the sound of gunfire.

During the day, Long Zhan pretended to work hard in the hotel, but in fact, he was always watching everyone who entered the hotel. He used his identity as a security guard as a cover to collect all kinds of intelligence. He knew that although he was in a foreign place, he also had an important mission and he could not slack off.

At this time, a luxury car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Long Zhan immediately went to meet it, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes. Five people got off the car, both men and women, all very young. One of the thin and handsome men got off the car first, and the others followed him. They walked straight into the office that had been booked in advance.

Long Zhan opened the car door for them, and followed them to the office door, pretending to stand there as if nothing had happened, but in fact he was listening carefully to their every word. The young and handsome man sat at the desk and said to the others: "I can provide the following products for your army, specialized satellite control and detection systems, it is expensive, but gentlemen, there are many times in life when you will want to cut costs, but this is not one of those times."

Long Zhan stood at the door, his face calm on the surface, but his mind was working fast. He knew that this information was crucial to his team, and he had to pass it on as soon as possible. At this moment, a voice interrupted his thoughts: "Waiter, give me a glass of low-sugar soda." Long Zhan immediately came back to his senses and replied with a smile: "Okay, sir, please wait a moment." He turned and left, but in his heart he was thinking about how to safely send the information he just heard...

(End of this chapter)