The film starts with the Navy SEALs

His voice was full of concern and a hint of expectation, hoping to get some key clues from Shakova's answer.

Shakova quickly said: “I asked General Pokrovsky about the satellite.

Coltrane then asked three questions in quick succession: "And then what? Did he say what satellite it was? Or did he say why Anatoly was interested in him?"

His eyes revealed anxiety and anticipation. He stared at Shakova closely, not missing any subtle changes in expression on her face.

Shakova said aggrievedly: "My superiors either don't know or are unwilling to share this information with people in Western countries. They are always secretive, as if there is some unspeakable secret."

There was a hint of grievance and helplessness in her voice. As a member of the team, she hoped to contribute to solving the problem, but at the moment she felt powerless.

Coltrane sighed helplessly and said, "Okay. It seems we can only rely on ourselves."

Although he felt a little disappointed, he became more determined to find out the truth.

He knows very well that in this war without the smoke of gunpowder, relying on others is often unreliable. Only by relying on his own wisdom and strength can he uncover the truth of the conspiracy and protect world peace and security.

While everyone was busy, Long Zhan secretly ran to another room to make a phone call.

His voice became particularly gentle, and he said with a smile: "It's just a boring investment meeting. OK, OK, OK, I'll call you later. You too, bye!"

His face was filled with a happy smile, as if he was talking to the most precious person in the world.

Madison's voice was like a ray of warm sunshine, able to dispel all the haze in his heart.

However, Stonebridge followed quietly.

After hearing Long Zhan's call, Stonebridge deliberately mocked Long Zhan, "Investment meeting? Do you think I will believe it? Don't lie to me."

He had a teasing smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a hint of curiosity. He and Long Zhan had been comrades-in-arms for many years, and they had a deep friendship with each other, and he also understood Long Zhan's character.

Long Zhan turned around and saw Stonebridge, and explained awkwardly: "It's Madison. I just don't want her to worry."

There was a hint of panic in his eyes, like a child who had done something wrong and was caught by an adult.

Stonebridge was surprised and said, "You guys reconciled, right? I didn't know you were together again."

There was a hint of surprise and curiosity on his face, as if he was exploring a mysterious story.

Long Zhan replied with a evasive look in his eyes: "This is conditional. She hopes that I can stay away from these dangerous jobs."

His eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and entanglement. On the one hand, he loved Madison deeply and hoped to give her a stable life;

On the other hand, he was well aware of his responsibilities and could not easily give up his mission. Stonebridge asked curiously, "What are the conditions?"

Long Zhan explained: "I promised her that I would not care about these things anymore. I want to give her a stable life."

Stonebridge looked at Long Zhan and said earnestly: "Don't get me wrong, man, but you are really an idiot. Don't you know how important everything we do is? This is not only for ourselves, but also for the safety of countless people."

There was sincerity and concern in his tone, as if he was trying to persuade a friend who had lost his way.

He knew that Long Zhan and Madison had a deep relationship, but he also understood Long Zhan's mission and responsibility.

In his opinion, Long Zhan cannot abandon his duties because of personal feelings, because everything they do is related to the peace and stability of the entire world.

As they were chatting, Chhetri excitedly said to everyone, "We have acquired the satellite link frequency. We succeeded!"

His face was filled with joy and pride, as if he was announcing a great victory. His eyes were shining with excitement, which was the result of his long-term hard work and thinking.

Stonebridge looked at Long Zhan and replied, "Got it."

Then he said to Long Zhan: "Chetri discovered something. It seems that our plan has made new progress."

After saying this, he turned around and went back to the office. His steps were brisk and full of confidence, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Dangerous satellite tracking and mysterious arrests

In the operating room, the lights were pale and glaring, making the tense and depressing atmosphere even more intense. On the huge screen, the red warning words seemed like dancing flames, dazzling and frightening: "Warning, receiving unknown signal interference." The red light reflected everyone's face, outlining their anxiety and uneasiness.

Chhetri stared at the screen, his brows knitted into a "川" shape, his eyes revealing coldness and concentration. His expression was extremely stern, like a general about to go to the battlefield, and he said in a low but powerful voice: "Someone is interfering with us." His words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. Others' eyes were focused on him, and the air in the room seemed to freeze.

"Shoot down the satellite?" the short-haired man at the side asked. Although his voice was steady, his slightly furrowed brows still revealed his inner nervousness. He stood straight, his hands unconsciously clenched, as if ready to deal with the impending crisis at any time.

Chhetri turned around, faced the short-haired man, shook his head slightly, and said, "Then it will deviate from its orbit by two to three thousand kilometers." There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. His eyes were deep and firm, revealing a clear judgment of the situation.

"But if we keep waiting, we will probably lose the connection. We must do as I say. We can't block him." The short-haired man said seriously, with an unquestionable decisiveness in his tone. He took a step forward and looked at Chhetri firmly, as if waiting for his response. Chhetri was silent for a moment, his eyes moving back and forth between the screen and the short-haired man. He knew that what the short-haired man said was not unreasonable, but shooting down the satellite was undoubtedly a risky decision. He quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and sweat slowly slid down his forehead, dripping onto the ground, splashing small water droplets.

Finally, Chettri gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say." Although his voice was firm, there was still a hint of hesitation that was hard to detect.

After getting Chhetri's approval, the short-haired man immediately turned around and began to direct the others to operate. His voice was clear and powerful, and he gave various instructions in an orderly manner: "Start the backup system and prepare the procedure for shooting down the satellite! Pay attention to every detail to ensure that nothing goes wrong!" The others acted quickly, and the entire operation room was filled with the sound of busy footsteps and the hum of instruments.

With the close cooperation of everyone, after a careful and intense operation, the procedure of destroying the satellite was completed. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves finally got a moment of relaxation. However, they all knew that this was just the beginning of the crisis, and there were more challenges waiting for them.

Everyone gathered together for a meeting. The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn and depressing. Chhetri stood in front of everyone with a serious expression, and his voice echoed in the conference room: "The satellite is falling. It is expected to fall on the earth in two hours. It will fall somewhere in the northern Philippines. I will find out the exact location immediately." His words were like a heavy bomb, making the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

"Well, if we act fast enough, we might be able to get there before Pavel and take him out together," said the short-haired man. His eyes flashed with determination, revealing his determination for this operation.

"Okay, let's do it," Long Zhan said. His voice was deep and powerful, as if injecting a shot of adrenaline into this operation.

"Boss." Stonebridge suggested deliberately, with a hint of hesitation on his face and a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Can we not take Wyatt?" His voice trembled slightly, as if he was worried that his proposal would not be accepted.

"What? What did you say?" The short-haired man, whom Stonebridge called the boss, frowned and looked very serious. He stared at Stonebridge closely, as if examining his motives.

"Strictly speaking, you are a civilian here." The woman next to him looked at Stonebridge and said, her voice clear and calm, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"Strictly speaking, I'm also very good." Stonebridge defended himself. There was a hint of unconvinced expression on his face, and his hands clenched unconsciously, as if to prove his ability.

"We are facing well-trained Russians, all former military personnel. Mr. Wyatt's skills should come in handy." The boss did not accept Stonebridge's suggestion. His words had already indicated the answer, which was to bring Wyatt with him. His tone was firm and decisive, and his eyes revealed his trust in Wyatt's ability.

"Very good, it seems you like to cause trouble." Stonebridge shrugged his shoulders and said. He was very dissatisfied with the boss's answer. He showed a helpless bitter smile on his face, turned around and walked aside, and stopped talking.

"That's not what I meant, but it's almost the same. Let's stop talking and go." The boss stopped talking and picked up his equipment and prepared to leave. His movements were swift and decisive, as if he was racing against time.

"Hey, are you going to the Philippines?" The woman who spoke picked up a pair of handcuffs and walked over to handcuff Wyatt. Her movements were skillful and decisive, and her eyes revealed a hint of indifference.

"Why, aren't you going to take me to the hospital?" Wyatt's thigh was stabbed by a goblet, and now the injury to his thigh is getting more and more painful. He really wants to go to the hospital for treatment. His voice is filled with a hint of pain and pleading, and his face is full of painful expressions.

"No, buddy." The short-haired woman raised her lips with a sly smile. Her smile was teasing and playful, as if she was playing with a prey.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? I need to go to the hospital for treatment now." Wyatt tried his best to argue, his voice became a little hoarse, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

"My boss said that someone wants to talk to you, so just shut up and follow us without getting yourself into trouble." The short-haired woman handcuffed the other side of the handcuffs to the metal table next to her and said impatiently. There was a hint of threat in her tone, and her eyes revealed an unquestionable toughness.

"Someone wants to talk to me? Who? Are you talking about the police? Or the SEC? Can you tell me who it is?" Wyatt asked nervously, his voice trembling slightly and beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"You'll know soon. You'll see him in Russia." The short-haired woman teased. Her smile became brighter, but it made people feel chilly.

"Hey hey hey, buddy, please, how about I give you a lot of money?" Wyatt turned around and began to beg for mercy from Stonebridge again. His eyes were full of expectation, as if he had grasped the last straw.

"I don't think so." Stonebridge grinned in the same strange way, picked up his clothes and equipment and followed Long Zhan out. There was a hint of sarcasm in his smile, and he left the room without looking back.

"Please, no, please..." Wyatt begged loudly in the back, but no one paid any attention to him. He was left alone in the room, screaming in fear. His voice echoed in the empty room, sounding particularly desolate.

"We got the landing coordinates. We can set off now." In the conference room outside, the short-haired woman looked at the screen and said. Her voice broke the brief silence, and everyone immediately took action and prepared to go to the Philippines.

"Pavel is Russian."

Stonebich said to the fierce-looking man beside him, meaning that he should communicate with Pavel. There was a sly look in his eyes.

Seems to be planning something.

As a vicious man who was also Russian, he did not make any objection, but nodded expressionlessly and strode to Pavel's side.

He half-knelt down with a cold look in his eyes, and there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

The voice was deep and powerful: “You laid down your weapons before, but you clearly had a mission to protect Russia’s secrets from people like us, but you didn’t resist and just gave up.

Our country is failing, and because of people like you, we have become more and more cowardly. We should have been bold and moved forward.

But now we are just behind our computers, spying on the West while retreating and denying. What have we found?"

His words were full of anger and accusations, and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing Pavel's heart.

And from his words, we can also hear that he is an extremely patriotic young man. (End of this chapter)