The film starts with the Navy SEALs

On the complex chessboard of the contemporary international situation, various forces are fighting openly and covertly, and a spy war without the smoke of gunpowder is quietly taking place in hidden corners of the world.

The Standisia Satellite Base, this huge building located in the East European Plain, looks ordinary on the outside, but actually carries extremely important aerospace and communication missions. It is the focus of attention of many national intelligence agencies. It hides countless secrets inside, attracting those with ulterior motives to take risks and making the guardians always vigilant.

On a sunny morning, the warm sunlight shines through the huge French windows and onto the spacious and bright office area of ​​the satellite base. The staff here, as usual, devote themselves to their intense work. The sound of keyboard tapping comes one after another, like a busy movement; the whispered communication between colleagues, occasionally accompanied by a few chuckles, adds a touch of life to this serious working environment. Such daily scenes are a portrayal of the stable operation of the base, and also a testimony to their silent dedication to the country and the aerospace industry of all mankind.

However, a sharp and piercing siren suddenly sounded, instantly breaking the tranquility and harmony. The originally orderly office suddenly fell into an extremely tense atmosphere, and time seemed to freeze. Everyone stopped their work, looked up in horror, their eyes full of confusion and anxiety, trying to figure out what this sudden alarm meant.

In the technical maintenance area, a spirited bald guy was concentrating on debugging a key device. His name is Alex, and he is one of the most energetic and promising members of the technical team at the base. Hearing the alarm, he subconsciously frowned, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes. As a technician, he knew that the sounding of the alarm might indicate that the base had encountered a serious technical failure, or worse - an external threat. He quickly put down the tools in his hands, stood up, and walked quickly towards the direction of the electrical box without hesitation. In his cognition, his responsibility is to find out the cause of the alarm as soon as possible, and quickly solve the problem to ensure the normal operation of the base.

Alex had just taken a few steps when a bone-chilling voice suddenly rang out behind him: "Put down your gun, kneel down, hurry up!" The voice seemed to carry the cold wind of winter, with a chilling deterrent force. Alex turned his head in astonishment, only to see a tall, stern-looking man holding a gun, with the black muzzle pointed steadily at his head. The man's eyes were as cold as frost, as if they could freeze all life, and his face was filled with a fierceness and unquestionable momentum of a veteran.

The man was Pavel, one of the core figures of this secret operation. He sneaked into the satellite base with a clear and dangerous mission and after careful planning. Pavel's face was full of determination, which was a look forged in countless dangerous missions. He shouted again, his voice full of impatience and threats: "I told you to kneel down, hurry up, hurry up, raise your hands!" Every word was like a cold bullet, shooting at Alex.

Alex's body trembled slightly under this sudden threat. His mind went blank in an instant, and his heart was filled with fear and confusion. He didn't understand why this strange man suddenly appeared here and gave him such a terrible order. But at the moment when his life was seriously threatened, his instinct for survival made him kneel down slowly, raising his hands high, trying to show the other party that he had no intention of resisting. His eyes were full of helplessness, like a lamb to be slaughtered, trembling in this dangerous situation.

Almost at the same time, colleagues from other offices heard the noise and rushed out from all corners towards the computer room. With concern and worry on their faces, they were eager to find out what had happened. However, what awaited them was an even more terrifying scene. Artem and Petrenko suddenly appeared in front of them like ghosts emerging from the darkness, also holding guns, with cold and alert eyes, as if ready to shoot any resisters at any time. Everyone was so scared that their faces turned pale as paper in an instant, as if covered by a layer of frost. Their bodies trembled involuntarily, and they quickly put their hands on their heads and squatted on the ground. In just a few minutes, the entire computer room was completely controlled by these uninvited guests. The air was filled with suffocating tension and fear, as if time had frozen and every second became extremely long.

"Satellite control system!" Pavel shouted at Artem, his voice full of urgency and command, as if the whole world revolved around his goal. After Artem and Petrenko had almost completely controlled the members of the base, they quickly walked towards the satellite control system. Their steps were quick and firm, and every step seemed to be on the edge of life and death. Artem's eyes revealed a fanatical persistence. He knew the importance of this mission and understood that once successful, it would bring huge benefits to himself and the forces behind him. Petrenko seemed calmer, with a gleam of wisdom in her eyes. She operated the equipment in her hands in an orderly manner to ensure that every step was accurate.

Pavel stayed where he was, and said to those squatting on the ground fiercely: "Don't look up! If anyone dares to move, don't blame me for being rude!" His voice echoed in the computer room, like the roar of a devil, making everyone feel terrified. His eyes swept over everyone one by one, and that cold gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, making everyone who was staring at him shudder.

Soon, Artem and Petrenko connected their phones to the satellite system and began a series of unpredictable operations. Their fingers quickly clicked and slid on the screen, their eyes revealing concentration and tension. Every input of an instruction could change the direction of the entire operation and affect the fate of countless people.

While operating, Petrenko reported the progress on her mobile phone screen: "The software sent by Montgomery is being uploaded." Although her voice was steady, the slightly trembling tone still revealed her inner nervousness.

Farhad, who was standing behind Petrenko, whispered, "Let's see if he is useful or if we are just wasting time." There was a hint of doubt and worry in his voice. After all, the risk of their operation was extremely high, and any small mistake could lead to a complete loss. A lot of resources and energy had been invested in this operation. If it failed in the end, they would face unimaginable consequences.

Pavel looked at Artem, who seemed to be observing the dynamics of the screen, and said unhappily, "Artem, stop staring at it, and get to work! Time waits for no one!" His tone was full of anxiety and anger, as if he was blaming Artem for not taking action. At this tense moment, every second was extremely precious, and any delay could put them in a more dangerous situation.

At the same time, in another secret base, Kechuan and his team are conducting a more in-depth interrogation of the young man they had captured before. The young man was named Jack, who was originally an ordinary technician, but accidentally got involved in this huge conspiracy.

Jack looked at the people around him who were all serious and full of doubts. He knew that since he had already confessed, there was no need to hide it anymore. There was a trace of helplessness and despair on his face, as if he was telling of an inescapable fate. He took out his computer and prepared to introduce it to everyone in more detail.

"They want a malware to crack the control system I installed. They want to get into the ghost satellite, and their target is Sobaka." Jack's words startled everyone. What kind of conspiracy is hidden behind this mysterious plan? What do the ghost satellite and Sobaka mean? These questions are like heavy mysteries, weighing on everyone's mind.

Shakova was puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Why is this satellite so important? What is Sobaka?" Her eyes revealed fear and curiosity about the unknown, as if she was looking for a ray of light in the darkness. She knew the importance of satellites in modern warfare and intelligence gathering, but she had never heard of this ghost satellite and Sobaka, which made her feel uneasy.

Jack pointed at the computer and said disdainfully: "Ask your people. I only know that your gang of rogue agents plan to raze the place to the ground. I am just a small character who was used by them." His tone was full of resentment and helplessness, as if he was complaining about the injustice of fate. He originally just wanted to live an ordinary life, but because of a wrong choice, he fell into this dangerous vortex. Chettri looked at the computer next to him and asked: "We need to know the frequency of the satellite. Only by mastering the frequency can we find a way to deal with it." His eyes revealed determination and confidence. As a technical expert in the team, he believed that as long as he found the frequency, he could crack the enemy's conspiracy.

"You can't connect to the satellite here, so they go to that building and plug directly into the hardware," Jack explained. "It's the most direct and effective method, but also the most dangerous."

Chettri said with certainty: "We don't need to plug it in. I have other ways to get the frequency." His eyes revealed confidence and determination, as if he was showing everyone his wisdom and ability. He had already conceived several possible solutions in his mind, just waiting for further verification.

Jack looked at Chetri with a conceited look on his face and said, "Listen, I know you're a pretty cutie and everyone likes you, but this is my specialty and I'm sure I'm right. You don't understand the complexity of this system at all." There was a hint of arrogance in his tone. After all, he had worked in this field for many years and was very confident in his skills.

But Chetri didn't even look at him. He moved the computer closer to him, then said calmly, confidently and concisely: "We just need to interfere with their signals. Through special algorithms and techniques, we can find their frequency loopholes." His voice was calm, but full of persuasiveness.

After listening to him, Jack thought for a while and felt that what Chhetri said made sense. The way he looked at Chhetri changed instantly, and his previous sense of superiority disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but feel a little admiration for Chhetri, and at the same time, he felt a little ashamed of his arrogance. He realized that although he had some experience in this field, Chhetri's mind was more open and he could think about problems from different angles.

Back at the Standisia Satellite Base, the atmosphere in the computer room was still tense and depressing, like a volcano about to erupt.

"We're connected," Petrenko said to everyone. There was a hint of excitement in her voice, but more of nervousness.

"How long?" Pavel asked anxiously, his eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

"30 minutes. According to the current progress, the software will be fully uploaded and effective in 30 minutes," Petrenko replied.

At this time, the bald Alex who was arrested earlier could not help but plead with Pavel: "Please, let them go. They are all innocent and have nothing to do with this matter." There was a hint of sobbing and pleading in his voice, as if he was fighting for the last hope for his colleagues. He looked at the colleagues squatting on the ground, his heart filled with guilt and worry.

Artem gloated and said to the bald man with a sense of superiority: "How do you think we are going to deal with you? Do you think we will let you go easily?" His tone was full of ridicule and threats, as if he was showing Alex how powerful and invincible they were. He enjoyed the feeling of controlling the fate of others and used it to satisfy his vanity.

Alex looked at them with fear in his eyes, and his heart was filled with despair. He didn't know what terrible things these people would do, and what would happen to him and his colleagues.

Artem looked at his frightened expression and comforted him, "We are not beasts, we are patriots. We are just carrying out an important mission. As long as you cooperate, we will not hurt you." Although his words sounded comforting, they could not eliminate the fear in Alex's heart.

After saying that, they all looked at the huge screen in the computer room. The data on the screen kept jumping, as if counting down an upcoming storm. They seemed to be waiting for some important moment.

On Coltrane's side, after Sharkova finished the call, her expression became very gloomy. She walked around the room anxiously, her steps were hurried and flustered, and every step seemed to be stepped on her own anxiety.

Seeing her anxious look, Kechuan asked with concern: "How is it? What did the other end of the phone say?" (End of this chapter)