The film starts with the Navy SEALs

"Commander-in-chief, I have locked on the main target. As long as you give the order, I can immediately kill them." Stonebridge tightened his grip on the sniper rifle and applied. His eyes revealed a strong killing intent, like a beast about to pounce on its prey, with his finger already lightly on the trigger.

"The commander-in-chief asked us to observe and identify the target, but not to attack immediately. Let's wait and don't rush to act." Chettri advised calmly. He knew that the commander-in-chief's decision must have a profound meaning, and he couldn't ruin the overall situation because of a momentary impulse, so he tried to keep himself calm and continued to closely observe the situation in the hotel.

"Commander-in-chief, can we take action now?" Stonebridge asked the commander-in-chief again, his tone already showing some anxiety that he could not suppress. His body leaned forward slightly, ready to obey orders and launch an attack at any time.

However, he did not know that the commander-in-chief, Colonel Coltrane, was experiencing a thrilling life-and-death battle. In the corridor of the hospital, gunshots and shouts were intertwined, as if it was a purgatory on earth. Colonel Coltrane and his team members engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the enemy, with bullets whizzing through the air and sparks flying. Colonel Coltrane was agile, and he fired back while cleverly dodging the enemy's attacks. Sometimes he hid sideways in the corner of the wall, using the cover to accurately shoot the enemy; sometimes he rolled quickly and changed his position to make the enemy elusive. However, the enemy was numerous and had fierce firepower, and they gradually fell into trouble. In the fierce fight, the communication equipment was unfortunately all damaged, and Colonel Coltrane lost contact with the outside world. Therefore, he could not hear Stonebridge's application at all.

The situation at the hospital became more and more complicated. The battle was not over yet, and another killer came in. The killer was tall, with a thick beard, wearing a neat suit, holding two guns, and looked particularly fierce. He took steady steps, and every step seemed to carry a sense of oppression. His eyes revealed coldness and confidence, as if announcing his invincibility to everyone. Colonel Kechuan had no bullets at this time. Facing the killer who was chasing him, he knew that he and his teammate Jovan were in danger. There were only two exits in the hospital, and the stairs were in the direction where the killer came from. If the killer was not dealt with, he could not go down. Colonel Kechuan had no choice but to temporarily take Jovan and hide behind the door of a room. His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, but his eyes were still firm. He knew that he had to calm down and look for opportunities to fight back. He gently made a silent gesture to Jovan, and the two held their breath, waiting for the killer to approach.

The bearded killer walked steadily, carefully checking each room, his eyes revealing a cold and confident look. He held the gun in both hands, and the muzzle was always on guard, not missing any corner. After checking each room, he would pause and listen to the surrounding movements to make sure nothing was missed. He didn't see Colonel Coltrane along the way, which made him relax his vigilance a little.

When he came to the room where Colonel Kechuan was and was about to go in to check the situation inside, Colonel Kechuan suddenly attacked him. He jumped out from behind the door like a swift cheetah, grabbed the killer's wrist with both hands, and tried to take the gun from his hand. The killer obviously did not expect to be attacked suddenly. His body was slightly startled, but he quickly reacted and started a fierce fight with Colonel Kechuan. The two wrestled in the room, the furniture was knocked all over the place, and the scene was in chaos. Colonel Kechuan relied on his strength and skills to resolve the killer's attacks again and again, while looking for opportunities to counterattack. Jovan was not to be outdone. He picked up an iron rod from the side, seized the opportunity, and smashed it hard on the killer's back. The killer felt pain and his body tilted. Colonel Kechuan took the opportunity to kick the killer in the abdomen and knocked him to the ground. Then he quickly picked up the gun on the ground, pointed it at the killer, and shouted loudly: "Don't move!" The killer looked at the black muzzle of Colonel Kechuan's gun and helplessly put down his weapon.

After solving the killer, Colonel Kechuan did not relax his vigilance. He knew that the battle was far from over and there were more dangers waiting for them.

He had to find a way to restore communication as soon as possible, get in touch with Stonebridge and others, and complete this difficult task together. He began to look around the room for available communication equipment, while thinking about the next plan of action.

At this time, Stonebridge and Chettri were still patiently waiting for the commander-in-chief's order in the opposite building. Their eyes revealed determination and persistence, as if telling the world that no matter how great the difficulties were, they would not give up.

Chettri continued to closely monitor the transactions in the hotel, while Stonebridge held the sniper rifle tightly, ready to deal with emergencies at any time. The figures of the two appeared particularly resolute in the dim room.

Long Zhan, Novin, Shakova and Sergei were also on their way. They all knew that the battle was about to enter a white-hot stage and they had to go all out.

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Beneath the hustle and bustle of the city, a thrilling contest is quietly unfolding, and hidden behind it is a huge crisis that is enough to subvert the entire city and even more.

The lights in the hotel room were dim and dark, casting a layer of oppressive color on the entire space. During the inspection stage, the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed to ignite the air. The man with the sloping foot stretched out his veiny hand and took the metal can containing the virus. His fingers skillfully groped on the can, and after finding the switch, he pressed it without hesitation, and then steadily unscrewed the can. The subtle sound of metal rubbing against metal was particularly harsh in this silent room.

Mike stood aside, his eyes fixed on the man's every move, knowing how terrible these viruses are. At this moment, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, fear spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body, and every hair stood up in fear. He could no longer remain calm, with an undisguised panic in his voice, and hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, slow down, I don't want to die here." His eyes were full of worry and fear, as if the shadow of death would immediately cover them if they made a mistake.

On the street, Norman was extremely anxious. He ran forward desperately while looking at the communication device in his hand. Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, his face full of anxiety, and said loudly: "Something must have happened. We can't get in touch with them. What do you decide to do? Stonebridge. Do you want to shoot at the hotel? Otherwise, the deal will be done and everything will be over." His brows were tightly knitted, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, flashing with anxiety under the light.

Stonebridge's face was as solemn as the sky before a storm. He bit his lip slightly, thought for a moment, and then slowly said, "He just said to wait and see." After a pause, his tone became more serious, as if he was recalling something terrible. "He warned me before that if I didn't give orders next time, my career would be completely over."

"So what?" Nowen was speechless, his face full of contempt. He really couldn't understand Stonebridge's hesitation at the moment. "Are we just going to watch the transaction go through and let the virus flow into the market?" His voice trembled slightly with anger and anxiety.

Stonebich fell into a brief silence again, his eyes revealing struggle and entanglement. Finally, he gritted his teeth, as if he had made an extremely difficult decision, and said cruelly: "No matter what, let's start the action." After that, he immediately gave an order to the communication equipment: "B2, the action has begun, I will go through the front door, Long, you go through the back door." His voice was firm and powerful, as if at this moment, he finally got rid of all his worries. At the same time, Sergei had already raised his gun on the commanding height in the distance. His eyes were tightly attached to the sight, staring intently at the window of the hotel room. However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, the person in the room suddenly moved and disappeared from his sight. He could only put down the gun helplessly, waiting for the next opportunity, secretly praying in his heart that there was still time.

In the hospital, Colonel Kechuan did not dare to slack off. He scanned the surroundings vigilantly, worried that there were more gangster gunmen hiding in the dark. At this moment, he was hiding in a room in the hospital. As long as he did not expose his position completely, it was relatively safer here than going out.

"Is there anything else you haven't told me? I can save you, but you have to help me." Colonel Kechuan looked at the weak Jovan on the hospital bed, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Jovan's face was as pale as paper, and he was in great pain because of the new gunshot wounds that had not yet healed. He spoke with difficulty, his voice weak and hoarse: "Buyers, they want to know if the effect is good. We have a virus that we have brought to the transaction site, which is equivalent to a taste." Every word he said seemed to exhaust all his strength.

When Colonel Coltrane heard the news, he felt his hair stand on end. If the virus was released in the city, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophic event. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly called Stonebridge on the phone he found: "B1, did you get it? They are going to release the virus samples they stole during the carnival." His voice was hurried and nervous, as if he was racing against time.

"B1 received, the order has been issued, ready to shoot at any time." Stonebridge's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a firm determination. At this moment, he and Norman had already arrived at the front door of the hotel. They carefully avoided the guards and security personnel guarding the door, and like two agile cheetahs, they quickly ran towards the presidential suite where the target was.

In the hotel room, the sloppy-legged man took out a small bottle of liquid in a glass from a metal can. His eyes were full of enthusiasm, as if he was about to complete a great mission: "For Zaev, for everything we have suffered." He held the bottle of liquid high, his body trembling slightly with excitement, as if he had fallen into a state of madness.

At this moment, because of this frenzied action, his body reappeared by the window. Sergei, who had been guarding the window with his gun, was waiting for this moment. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Pah~" The crisp sound of gunfire instantly broke the silence. However, something unexpected happened. The bullet failed to penetrate the glass, leaving only a white cracked net on it. This sudden situation scared the people in the house.

Mike reacted immediately. Like an agile leopard, he quickly grabbed the man at the foot of the slope and put the gun to his head. At this critical moment, he thought the other party was robbing him, and his heart was full of anger and vigilance: "What do you want to do?" His voice was low and fierce, and his eyes revealed a determination.

The subordinates of the Pojiao man were completely confused by this sudden change. They looked at each other, at a loss. Seeing their boss being arrested, they also took out their guns in a panic. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was tense, as if a taut string could break at any time.

"Don't move, the glass is bulletproof." The man on the slope shouted in fear. He didn't want to be accidentally injured, so he quickly explained the current situation to his brothers. His voice became sharp due to nervousness, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Sergei was also very surprised that his first shot did not penetrate the glass. It was the first time in his life that he encountered such thick bulletproof glass that even a sniper rifle bullet could not penetrate. He did not believe it and fired two more shots in succession. However, the result was still the same. The bullet left two white spots on the glass, proving that the bullet did not penetrate.

"The window is bulletproof. I need to move." Sergei said helplessly to the communication device. His eyes revealed a trace of anxiety. He knew that time was running out and he had to find a new shooting position as soon as possible.

"I'm warning you, don't try to play tricks on me, or we'll all die here together." Mike's face was fierce and full of tension. His finger was tightly on the trigger, and he would shoot without hesitation if the other party made the slightest move.

"No, this was not done by us. This deal is equally important to both of us." The man with the sloping foot tried his best to explain, his face full of anxiety and helplessness, "There must be a third party involved." There was a hint of fear in his eyes, as if he had sensed the impending danger.

"Fuck!" Mike realized that the situation was not good and this place was no longer safe. He decided to stop the transaction immediately and leave this dangerous place first. "Keep in touch!" He left a few short words, let go of the man at the foot of the slope and prepared to retreat.

"The target has been alerted and is preparing to leave." Chettri heard the situation through the remote monitoring device and immediately fed the information back to the radio. (End of this chapter)