The film starts with the Navy SEALs

The vehicle moved slowly forward on the rugged road, the wheels crushing the stones, making a dull sound that could be heard far away in the silent night.

Ivel was imprisoned in a tightly guarded riot vehicle in the middle Iveco. The space inside the vehicle was small and dim, with only a faint light on the roof flickering, reflecting Ivel's gloomy face. His hands were tied tightly with thick ropes, which cut deeply into his skin, leaving blood marks. There were also heavy shackles on his feet, and every movement would make a metal collision sound, which was particularly harsh in this small space. Ivel leaned in the corner, his eyes revealing a trace of unwillingness and anger. He struggled from time to time, trying to break free from the restraints, but it was all in vain.

Five minutes later, Stonebridge sat in a black SUV and reported to Colonel Coltrane through the communication equipment: "We are already chasing the escort convoy, boss. There are only 2 kilometers left to the target, and we are accelerating." His voice was nervous and rapid, his eyes were fixed on the front, and his hands were tightly holding the communicator.

Long Zhan, who was in the same car with him, was concentrating on steering the car, his eyes fixed on the front, his foot gradually stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped forward like a cheetah. The roar of the engine echoed in the night sky, and the dust raised by the wheels formed a cloud of smoke behind the car. The long-haired woman sat in the back seat, her fingers rapidly tapping on the computer keyboard, and various data and maps kept flashing on the screen. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her eyes revealed a hint of tension and concentration.

Colonel Coltrane and Novin were still at the base. To conceal their whereabouts, they could not immediately chase them, so they had to send Stonebridge and his men. Colonel Coltrane said seriously into the communicator, "Follow them all the way to the airport. There are at least two more traitorous agents who have not been caught. We cannot let them rescue Pavel or take the key." His voice was deep and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

"Got it!" Stonebridge responded, and then signaled Long Zhan to speed up. Long Zhan nodded, stepped on the accelerator a little deeper, and the car rushed forward like an arrow.

Inside the Russian temporary base, the command center was brightly lit and crowded with people. Dozens of people were busy and busy, and various instruments and equipment were buzzing. The soldier who was flying the drone to conduct reconnaissance from the sky stared at the surveillance video, which was locked on the screen of three vehicles. He made a routine report: "The drone monitoring is normal." His voice seemed a little weak in the noisy command center, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

Long Zhan and his team's car was still more than 1 km away and had not entered the range of the drone's monitoring, so they were not discovered at this time. In the night, a tense chase was quietly unfolding. Both sides did not know what was waiting for them ahead, and this contest that concerned the fate of countless people had just begun. In the darkness, it seemed that there were pairs of eyes watching all this, and the gears of fate were turning silently. No one knew what would happen next.

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Speed ​​Escort Crisis

On a winding Russian highway lined with dense cold coniferous forests, a black pursuit car was speeding. The atmosphere in the car was depressing and tense, and the small space was filled with anxiety. Stonebich sat in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. His eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone, calling his girlfriend over and over again. However, the only response he got was the monotonous and cold prompt tone of "No one answered, please leave a message", which was like a heavy hammer, hitting his fragile nerves again and again. He became more and more agitated, as if his heart was being gnawed by countless ants, and the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger. He wanted to turn the car around immediately and rush back to his girlfriend. But at this moment, he was bound by the mission and could not get away for a while.

"If the phone call doesn't work, can't you contact her through social software? The Internet is so developed now, you don't have social software, right?" The long-haired woman sitting in the back seat of the car was concentrating on the computer screen in front of her, reminding Stonebridge without looking up. Her fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, making a crackling sound, and all kinds of complex data and maps flashed on the computer screen.

"I never use social software. My mobile phone is enough for me." Stonebridge shouted angrily, his voice full of impatience and anger, as if social software was something he extremely rejected.

"How far is it from the airport?" Long Zhan, who had been silent the whole time, didn't want to listen to Stonebridge's meaningless emotional outburst any more, so he decisively interrupted and asked. His eyes were deep and firm, revealing the calmness and composure of a veteran in the battlefield.

"1.5 kilometers." The long-haired woman replied concisely, her eyes still not leaving the computer screen.

At the same time, a Russian escort convoy not far away was driving cautiously on this quiet road. The escort convoy, consisting of two black off-road vehicles and a white Iveco, was particularly eye-catching on this empty road. Around the convoy, a drone was hovering in the air, like a vigilant eagle, responsible for monitoring all movements around. This drone is an advanced Russian armed drone with smooth body lines and powerful missiles mounted under its wings. Its presence has brought the security force of the escort convoy to a full state.

On both sides of the road were towering pine trees, whose needles rustled in the cold wind, as if whispering the mystery and silence of this land. The ground was covered with thick snow, reflecting a dazzling light under the sunlight. As the convoy drove through such an environment, the wheels crushed the snow, making a crunching sound.

However, at this critical moment that seemed foolproof, danger quietly arrived. A vehicle disguised as an ordinary truck slowly stopped by the roadside. A woman with a hideous scar on her face walked out of the car. She was tall and had cold and fierce eyes, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. She approached the drone command vehicle silently, with agile and skillful movements, holding a silenced pistol in her hand. The soldiers in the car were concentrating on the images sent back by the drone, and did not notice the approaching danger at all. The scarred woman gently pushed open the door of the command vehicle and quickly took action. After a few dull gunshots, the soldiers in the car fell silently.

The surveillance drone, which was originally used to protect the escort convoy and prevent attacks from other people in the surrounding area, easily fell into the hands of the criminals and instantly became an accomplice of the attacker.

"I have control of the drone." The scarred woman reported in a low voice through the intercom, with a hint of subtle pride in her voice. Obviously, she had an accomplice on the scene, and a carefully planned conspiracy was quietly unfolding.

At this time, Long Zhan and his group, who had been chasing behind, had also arrived not far behind the convoy. The long-haired woman sitting in the pursuit vehicle and operating the satellite monitoring stared at the screen and said solemnly: "The escort convoy is 500 meters ahead." At this time, the drone flying in the sky, a powerful killing weapon originally used for armed protection, became a sword of Damocles hanging over the head of the escort convoy in the hands of the criminals. Its engine emitted a low roar, descended rapidly, and approached the convoy. When the drone reached the best shooting position, the scarred woman pressed the fire button without hesitation.

"Puff! Whoosh--" The drone spewed out a dazzling flame, and an air-to-ground missile was launched like lightning, dragging a long tail flame, and headed straight for the first car in the convoy.

With a loud bang, the missile hit the target. The first car was instantly blown into a huge fireball, and the blazing flames shot straight into the sky. Various parts of the car flew everywhere like flowers scattered by a fairy, and metal fragments flashed coldly in the air, and then crackled and smashed into the car behind, making a crisp collision sound.

The Iveco, which was carrying Ivel in the middle, was the first to be hit. The driver was an experienced veteran. Faced with the sudden disaster, he showed a look of horror on his face, but years of training allowed him to react quickly. In order to avoid the flying debris in front, he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and desperately turned the steering wheel left and right to evade. The car twisted violently on the road like a drunk giant. The wheels left messy marks on the snow, and a cloud of snow mist rose behind the car body.

The soldier in the third car at the back saw the explosion in front of him, his face full of shock and fear, and he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and reported anxiously: "Command, we are under attack..."

Just as the soldiers were reporting anxiously, the Iveco in front of them, which was twisting constantly, finally couldn't hold on because of the large amplitude of the twisting. The car soon lost control completely, and with a deafening "boom", it overturned in the snow pile on the side of the road. The rear door was smashed open by the ground, and the three Russian soldiers who were in charge of escorting the car were thrown out like a kite with a broken string because they were not wearing seat belts, and fell heavily on the snow.

Ivel was tied tightly to the seat with straps, which were like a life-saving straw, equivalent to a safety belt for him. During the fall, he was not thrown out, and even maintained a certain stability. As soon as he fell, he began to desperately save himself, untying the straps on his body as quickly as possible, his hands trembling slightly due to tension and effort.

"The escort vehicle attacked by the drone. I repeat, the escort convoy attacked by the drone." The soldier in the third car behind was still reporting, and while reporting, the speed of the car began to slow down, preparing to stop and provide emergency assistance. However, their fate had already been controlled by the ruthless drone. The drone did not intend to let them go, and adjusted its angle again, launching a second attack.

"Boom~" Another explosion sounded. The third car carrying four Russian soldiers was also hit accurately by this missile. The huge explosion force blew the car into pieces, and the burning fragments flew everywhere. The whole car was instantly engulfed by the raging fire. With such a horrible degree of destruction and power, it was impossible for the soldiers in the car to survive.

Almost all the vehicles in the escort convoy were scrapped in a very short time, and the soldiers on the vehicles were all dead. If no one else showed up, Ivel would definitely be able to escape.

At this critical moment, Long Zhan and his group, who had been chasing behind, were less than 400 meters away and could already see the billowing smoke and blazing fire from the explosion in front of them. If they were given another 20 seconds, they would be able to rush to the scene for rescue.

Unfortunately, the accomplice of the scar-faced woman suddenly rushed out from the corner in front. It was a modified Hummer with camouflage on the body and a heavy machine gun on the roof. The car roared, raised a cloud of snow, and arrived near the overturned car first.

"Action! Action!" As the people in the car shouted at the top of their lungs, several militants jumped out of the car. They were wearing black combat uniforms and masks, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes. They held automatic rifles tightly in their hands and headed straight for the overturned Iveco prisoner van in the middle.

"Someone is chasing us from behind, but don't worry, I'll take care of it." The scarred woman said through the intercom. She had already spotted the car that was catching up with her and realized that the people in the car must also be escorting the vehicle. There was a bit more murderous intent in her eyes. As she spoke, she readjusted the angle of the drone and prepared to lock onto Long Zhan's car.

At this moment, the accident scene was already in chaos. Because the Iveco prison van braked when it overturned, the forward speed was not very fast. Although the soldiers thrown off the car were knocked unconscious and dizzy, they did not die on the spot. Seeing that a car was coming with bad intentions, these old Russian soldiers struggled to get up from the snow and wanted to fight back. Their eyes were full of anger and indomitable spirit, and they held their guns tightly in their hands. However, the number of the other side was too large, and these old Russian soldiers were seriously injured in the fall. Their heads were still confused and their vision became blurred. So there was basically no suspense, and they became the target of unilateral beatings from the other side. As soon as they met, they were all hit by the militants' bullets and fell in a pool of blood.

At this time, the drone flying in the sky made a beautiful big turn in the air, changed direction, and aimed the nose of the aircraft at the car driven by Long Zhan and others. Between the two parties, one in the sky and the other on the ground, the drone's fire control system started, and the red lock cursor flashed on the car of Long Zhan and others, and the danger was approaching step by step.

"Missiles, missiles are coming." Long Zhan, who was sitting in the front, noticed the drone's movements and immediately shouted to warn Stonebeach and others. His voice was firm and powerful, and in this tense atmosphere, it seemed to inject a shot of adrenaline into everyone. At the same time, he burst out his potential, quickly turned the steering wheel with both hands, stepped on the accelerator with his feet, and the car rushed left and right on the road like an agile cheetah, trying to avoid the deadly missile... (End of this chapter)