The film starts with the Navy SEALs

"Who are we rescuing? Why did the Albanian mafia kidnap her?" Noven also felt that there were many mysteries behind this matter, as if it was shrouded in a thick fog. He looked around, hoping to find some other clues.

"Who the hell knows? Let's find someone first." Long Zhan couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He stood up, called out to Nowen to keep up with him, and continued to carefully investigate other locations here. The dim light flickered above his head, as if it would go out at any time, adding a bit of weird atmosphere to this gloomy underground space. The footsteps of the two people echoed in the empty underground floor, sounding particularly heavy, and every step seemed to be stepping on unknown danger. Their breathing was clearly audible, and it seemed particularly heavy in this silent underground space.

On the other side, Colonel Stonebridge and Colonel Coltrane, like two agile cheetahs, quietly sneaked upstairs. There were still armed men guarding the upstairs tightly. Even though there were gunshots downstairs just now, and the sound of fierce fighting could be clearly heard two miles away, these armed men still stood firm at their posts and had no intention of going down to provide support. This abnormal behavior further confirmed their guess that there must be a high-value target controlled on the second floor, so these armed men would stick to it so much, unable to provide support, and dare not leave without permission.

Fortunately, there were not many bandits guarding here, only two. For top masters like Colonel Coltrane and Stonebridge, it was not too difficult to kill them. The two carefully hid in the blind spot and moved over silently like ghosts. Their steps were light and steady, without making a sound, and their eyes were fixed on the two bandits, like a cheetah staring at its prey. Their heartbeats were steady and powerful, and every step was full of confidence and determination. Suddenly, the two rushed up like arrows from a bow, with guns in their hands spewing angry flames.

"Pah, pah, pah." After a burst of dense gunfire, the two gangsters fell straight to the ground before they could even make any effective counterattacks. Blood gushed out of their bodies and spread on the floor. Stonebridge and Colonel Coltrane quickly stepped forward and confirmed that the gangsters were dead. Then they began to search the room carefully, not sparing any corner. They knew that the hostages were likely hiding nearby, and every second of delay could mean increased danger. The room was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder and a faint smell of blood, which mixed together and made people feel suffocated. There were some tattered photos hanging on the wall, swaying gently in the breeze, as if telling the story that had happened here.

Stonebridge carefully examined each photo, trying to find some clues about the hostages; Colonel Coltrane watched his surroundings vigilantly to prevent other enemies from suddenly appearing.

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In Albania, a land entangled with war and conspiracy, the dilapidated buildings stand like silent monsters under the gray sky.

The howling wind swept past, raising the dust on the ground, adding a bit of solemnity to the land. Coltrane and Stonebridge shuttled through this cursed city, their figures appearing and disappearing among the ruins, and every step they took was on the unknown and dangerous.

Colonel Coltrane was tall and straight, with a resolute face that seemed carved by time and war. His deep eyes revealed the courage and calmness unique to a soldier. His eyes under his military cap were always vigilantly scanning the surroundings, not missing any suspicious signs.

Stonebridge followed closely behind, with a sturdy figure, alert and capable eyes, holding the assault rifle tightly in his hand, ready to deal with any enemy that might appear. The two figures moved in the mottled light and shadow, like two sharp blades, ready to cut through the darkness.

They have been searching this dangerous area for a long time, leaving no corner untouched.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t find the target!

Finally, in the corner of an abandoned building, there was a small and hidden room. The door of the room was half-open, revealing a gloomy atmosphere. Coltrane and Stonebridge looked at each other, understood each other, and then approached cautiously. Coltrane gestured to Stonebridge to cover, and he kicked the door open with a kick, and quickly raised his gun, pointing the muzzle at the room.

The room was filled with a pungent smell of blood and decay, as if it were a forgotten hell. In the corner of the room, a woman was tied tightly to a chair. The white shirt she was wearing was soaked with blood, which turned dark red after drying, like claw marks left by a demon. She had a dirty bag on her head, looking particularly miserable.

Colonel Coltrane walked over quickly, his footsteps were particularly clear in the silent room. He reached out and tore off the sack on the woman's head. Suddenly, a face full of fear appeared. The woman's face was covered with scars, and blood was constantly oozing from the wounds, mixed with dust, making her look particularly miserable. Her originally golden hair was now scattered on her face in a mess, like a pile of messy dry grass. She looked about forty years old, and the traces of time on her face were covered by pain and fear.

Even though the woman's face had become horrible, Colonel Coltrane still recognized her at a glance. This woman was Dr. McCluskey, whom they were trying to rescue. "Dr. McCluskey, I'm Colonel Alexander Coltrane. We're here to rescue you. You don't need to be afraid of us." Colonel Coltrane tried to make his voice sound gentler, trying to calm the woman's frightened mood.

"Did he tell you that? He should tell the truth to your people, Colonel." The woman said something that sounded strange. Her voice was hoarse and trembling, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, full of doubt and fear.

"What is she talking about?" Stonebridge, who was bending over to help untie the rope, looked at Colonel Coltrane in confusion and asked. His eyes were full of confusion. In this tense rescue operation, the woman's words were like an abrupt mystery.

"Take the target person out first." Colonel Kechuan did not explain. He just said something casually and gave an order on the radio: "The American woman has been rescued successfully. Prepare to evacuate." His voice was transmitted through the radio and echoed in this dangerous area, like an order that cut through the darkness.

"Got it, Commander-in-Chief." Chettri's reply came from the radio, with a hint of nervousness and excitement.

"Can you still stand up?" Stonebridge asked after untying all the ropes. His movements were quick and skillful, and while untying the ropes, his eyes kept looking around vigilantly.

"Okay." The female doctor nodded. Her voice was weak, but her eyes revealed a hint of determination, as if she saw a ray of light in this endless darkness.

Then the three of them came down from the second floor. The stairs creaked as they walked, as if they would collapse at any time. When they reached the first floor, they joined the others. The hall on the first floor was filled with a damp smell, and the walls were covered with bullet holes, as if telling of the fierce battle that had taken place. Everyone protected the female doctor and walked towards the evacuation site.

"We found several bodies downstairs, and they all looked like journalists," said Nowen. His voice was low and heavy, and his eyes revealed a hint of pity and anger. In this cruel war, innocent journalists became victims.

"Oh, my God, what poor people! They were just doing their job, but they were brutally murdered." The female doctor said painfully, with tears in her eyes, feeling sad for those innocent people who died.

"I heard enemy communication on the communication channel. It may be that enemy reinforcements are coming. You have to hurry." Chhetri reminded on the radio. His voice was hurried and nervous, as if the enemy was close at hand.

"Stop!" Colonel Coltrane suddenly stopped the team, stared at the female doctor seriously and asked, "Is the package safe?" His eyes seemed to penetrate the female doctor's heart, wanting to find out the secret of this mysterious package. Suddenly mentioning something that had not been mentioned before, Colonel Coltrane immediately became the focus of everyone, and everyone looked at him. The atmosphere around them suddenly became tense, as if the air had solidified.

"No, it's not safe." The female doctor replied, her voice trembling a little, and a hint of fear in her eyes.

"Where is it?" Colonel Coltrane asked sternly, his tone unquestionable, his hand tightening unconsciously around the gun.

"It's in a safe laboratory," the female doctor replied. Her eyes were a little evasive, as if she was hiding something.

"How safe is this secure laboratory?" Colonel Coltrane continued to ask, pressing forward step by step, trying to uncover the truth of this secret.

"When they interrogated me, I was very tough." The female doctor meant that as long as she was there, they were safe. She straightened her body and tried to show her firmness.

"Confirm again, you have already told the Albanian Mafia about the location of the package and how to get to it, right?" Colonel Coltrane asked, his eyes fixed on the female doctor, not missing any change in her expression.

"Package? You don't even know what that means, right?" the female doctor said sarcastically. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

"I was just following orders," Colonel Coltrane said. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. As a soldier, obeying orders was his duty.

"Yes, they must have told you this. Sign on the dotted line and the 12-33 Agreement will apply to me." The female doctor was about to cry. Her voice was filled with despair, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

"What is 12 - 33?" Long Zhan asked curiously. His eyes were full of doubts. This mysterious number seemed like a code leading to an unknown world.

Others were also very curious about what this string of numbers meant. Everyone's eyes were focused on Colonel Coltrane and the female doctor, waiting for the answer to be revealed.

"That's a directive from the British military, a special order approving extrajudicial executions, which means you can just shoot me in the head without taking any responsibility." The female doctor said as she stepped back, as if she was shrouded in fear. Her body trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"We are here to rescue you, not to execute you. Executing you would be much easier. There is no need to evacuate you, right?" Nowen advised. His voice was gentle and sincere, trying to calm the female doctor's emotions.

"Go and ensure the safety of the retreat route. Don't worry about what's happening here." Colonel Coltrane suddenly ordered. His voice was cold and firm, as if he could not be questioned.

Faced with this sudden and strange order, everyone present was confused, and Stonebridge took two steps forward to try to figure it out. His eyes were full of confusion and anger, and he didn't understand why Colonel Coltrane would issue such an order.

As a result, Colonel Coltrane suddenly raised his gun, pointed the gun at Stonebridge and said, "This is an order, execute it." His eyes were cold and the gun in his hand seemed like the scythe of the god of death.

"Are you going to kill him in such a cold-blooded way?" Stonebridge asked sternly. His eyes revealed a hint of disappointment and anger, seeing his comrade who had fought side by side with him now pointing a gun at him.

"I will not repeat my orders, Sergeant." Colonel Coltrane still held his gun and even began to threaten. His hands were shaking slightly, and he was struggling fiercely in his heart.

"What did they say? That I'm a traitor? That I'm an enemy of the country? No, no, you don't know what happened at all." The female doctor said loudly. Her voice echoed in the empty hall, full of grievance and anger.

"McAllister, you are making another huge mistake." Colonel Coltrane warned. His eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and pain. He didn't want to hurt his comrades, but he had to obey orders.

"Maybe you are right, but I hope you can think about what we are doing." Stonebridge did not back down and continued to question. His eyes were firm, looking directly into Colonel Coltrane's eyes, trying to awaken his conscience.

"We are recalling the agents and disposing of them according to orders. We are completing our mission." Colonel Coltrane scolded. His voice was a little hoarse, and his inner conflict made his tone a little irritable.

"Your people didn't want to kill me for what I did, but for what I'm going to do next, to expose them. I'm going to expose the truth to the whole world." The female doctor angrily accused Colonel Coltrane. Her face was full of anger and determination, as if she was fighting for justice.

The atmosphere in the rescue team also changed subtly because of the female doctor's words. Everyone's eyes were full of doubts and uneasiness, as if they were caught in a huge conspiracy. (End of this chapter)