The film starts with the Navy SEALs

In the cab, Long Zhan stared at the pressure gauge and sneered. The train driver was trembling all over, but he didn't dare to deviate from the track. The roar of the steam locomotive and the sound of rain intertwined, and Kechuan felt the carriage suddenly bump slightly - it ran over something.

"The virus weapon is in the middle car." Kechuan pulled off the broken headset, blood dripping down his chin onto his tactical vest, "Kill without mercy, protect the package first."

Stonebridge nodded and checked the magazine of the assault rifle. He kicked the chain at his feet and walked over the broken glass with his boots to the connection between the carriages. A half piece of raincoat was still hanging on the door handle, swaying gently in the night breeze, like a miniature white flag of surrender.

The night is like a huge piece of black silk, slowly covering the earth, casting a mysterious and oppressive veil over the world. In the sky, the stars are like sparkling gems, sparsely inlaid on this black sky, but they can't dispel the thick darkness. The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness, blowing through the vast wilderness, making a rustling sound, as if nature is whispering something.

On a moving train, a tense and oppressive atmosphere permeated the interior. The dim lights flickered in the carriage, emitting a weak light and casting mottled shadows. In the third carriage, the lights flickered more violently, as if they would go out at any time. The wooden boards on the wall were a bit old and exuded a faint musty smell. The wind blew through the window, blowing up the curtains, making a rustling sound, adding a bit of uneasiness.

The buyer, Mach, couldn't wait to open the password box, his movements revealed a hint of urgency and greed. He stared at the password box, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey. After the password box was opened, a long cylindrical metal can appeared in front of everyone. The can exuded a cold metallic luster, and there were some complex patterns engraved on the surface, as if hiding some unspeakable secrets. Mach carefully unscrewed the lid on it, and said as he turned it, "You showed your honor, and Zaev appreciates it." His voice echoed in the small compartment, with a hint of pride and provocation.

Mike responded expressionlessly: "It's not about honor, it's purely business." His eyes were cold, as if everything had nothing to do with him. There was no expression on his face, like a cold statue. In this situation full of danger and conspiracy, he had long learned to hide his emotions.

Mach looked at Mike with contempt, like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and he was not bewitched by them at all, so he stopped talking nonsense and started to check at ease. His movements were very careful, his eyes were focused, and he did not miss any details. He checked very slowly, but very seriously, as if he was looking for some clues.

After confirming that there was no problem, Mach changed the password again and closed the lid. He winked at his subordinate, his eyes were sharp and firm. The subordinate immediately understood and picked up a black bag full of money and put it next to Mike. The bag was heavy, as if it contained countless secrets and conspiracies. The subordinate put the bag down gently, but with an unquestionable certainty, which meant that he was very satisfied with this transaction, handing over the money and the goods.

Then, Mach and his men swaggered out of the carriage and walked towards the locomotive. Their footsteps echoed in the carriage, and every step seemed to be stepping on Mike's heart. Mike looked at their backs as they left, feeling a little relieved and a little uneasy. He knew that the deal was not really over yet.

But at this moment, an unexpected special situation occurred right in front of the train track. A group of mysterious gunmen wearing motorcycle helmets and holding rifles drove their cars to block the tracks. These motorcycles flashed strange lights under the dim lights, and the lights on the motorcycles were like the eyes of wild animals, emitting cold light. The gunmen all had cold faces and fierce eyes, like a group of demons from hell.

The train driver blew the horn several times, and the piercing sound echoed on the track. The sound echoed in the silent night, as if it was the train's last struggle. But the group of gunmen did not move away. Instead, it was clearly seen that there were gunmen next to them, who had mounted a heavy machine gun on the train and aimed at the train. The black muzzle of the heavy machine gun seemed like a huge bloody mouth, ready to devour everything at any time.

The train driver didn't care about these things blocking the train tracks. With the weight and hardness of the locomotive, a few small cars couldn't stop it at all, and they could easily run over it and knock it all away. The huge body of the locomotive exuded a strong sense of power, and the steel body flashed a hard luster under the light.

But the two heavy machine guns on the rack next to him forced the train driver to think carefully. The train glass was not bulletproof. If the heavy machine guns in the pavilion were to sweep the cab, he would definitely be shot into a hornet's nest on the spot. The train driver sat in the cab, his face pale, his hands tightly holding the joystick. His eyes were full of fear and helplessness. He didn't want to die, but at this moment he had no choice but to stop the train obediently.

"What's going on?" Mike was confused when he saw the train suddenly stop in the middle of the road. His eyes were full of confusion and uneasiness. He didn't understand why the train suddenly stopped. He stood up and walked to the door of the carriage, trying to see what was happening outside.

Stonebridge and Colonel Coltrane, who were rushing forward from behind, were also very confused. Stonebridge was tall and burly, with a steady pace and a hint of worry on his face. Colonel Coltrane looked more serious, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Just when everyone was confused, the train slowly stopped on the railway. The train driver raised his hands helplessly and walked down from the front of the train. He thought that this would give him a chance to survive, and his eyes were full of fear and pleading. But he didn't expect that the group of gunmen were very cruel. They didn't give him a chance to speak at all. They shot him to death on the spot. The bullet whizzed and hit the train driver's body. His body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

As the gunshots of "Da Da Da Da..." and "Bang Bang Bang..." appeared, other gunmen also surrounded the train and fired at it together. Machine gun bullets rained down like dense raindrops, rifle bullets whizzed past, and submachine gun bullets also kept firing at the train. The bullets hit the iron sheet of the train, making a "bang bang" sound and sparks flying everywhere.

The strong man who helped Mike bring the box of virus weapons over was killed by the sudden attack because he was checking the situation by the window. His body fell down all of a sudden, and blood flowed out of the wound, staining the window red. Mike also became the focus of attention, and bullets rained down on him. Mike was forced to lie on the floor of the car, keeping his body as close to the floor as possible to prevent being killed by stray bullets. He clung to the floor tightly, breathing rapidly, and his eyes were full of fear.

He also realized the problem, and immediately went to get the bag of money and peeled off the money on top of it. Sure enough, there was a problem. Only the top layer of the bag was real, and the bottom was all cut white paper. In particular, there was a time bomb in the pile of white paper. It was counting down, and the sound was like the countdown of the god of death. Stonebridge and Colonel Coltrane were halfway there when they suddenly heard dense gunfire coming from the front, knowing that something must have happened. They rushed forward anxiously. Their steps were hurried, and their breathing was rapid, as if something terrible was chasing them from behind.

When they came to the front carriage and saw someone here, many people inside saw Stonebridge breaking in and were ready to draw their guns and shoot without saying a word. Stonebridge's reaction speed was faster. He was like an agile cheetah, aiming at the threatening target and firing. His shooting was accurate, and every bullet hit the enemy accurately. They killed all the people who drew their guns, and the remaining innocent people who did not take out their guns and were scared of the guns and lying on the ground were all released by the two of them. These innocent people were trembling with fear, and their faces were full of fear and despair.

"Boss, we are here to support you." At this time, Sergei, Novin and others drove over and immediately attacked the gunmen, catching them off guard. Sergei drove over at lightning speed, his eyes full of bravery and courage. Novin sat in the passenger seat, holding a gun in his hand, ready to shoot at any time. The car rushed towards the gunmen like an angry bull.

Mike, who was trapped in the carriage and could not move at all and was in danger of being killed by grenades at any time, finally had some breathing space. The small train that Long Zhan was riding also caught up at this time and stopped behind the large truck. The small train looked a little shabby and there were some scratches on the body, but it was very fast.

The same group of firepower points formed by Sergei and others who had just arrived launched an attack from the railroad tracks to suppress the ambushing gunmen in front. Long Zhan stood on the small train with a firm look in his eyes. He raised his hand and shot, killing one of the enemy's machine gunners. The machine gunner fell to the ground and the machine gun in his hand fell to the ground.

"Mach ran away with the package, right in front." Colonel Coltrane had been lying on the train before, and finally had time to look up in the direction of the locomotive. He saw someone carrying a password box getting off the train and running into a pickup truck driven by a gunman. Colonel Coltrane's eyes were full of anger, and he shouted loudly: "Chase him, chase him, don't let him get away." The sound echoed in the air.

Sergei and Novin were also anxious. They quickly got in the car and chased after the pickup truck. Their faces were full of anxiety and anger. They would never let Mach take the virus weapon away. As a result, they chased for a few steps before a loud noise was heard. Mach used a remote control to detonate the bomb, and the train was blasted into flames. The flames were like a huge demon, spreading around with its fangs and claws.

Sergei, who was driving, was affected by the blast. His head was buzzing and his vision was black. He had to slam on the brakes to stop the car. The car stopped suddenly and Sergei's body rushed forward, almost hitting the windshield. His face was pale, his body was shaking slightly, and his eyes were full of fear.

Stonebridge, who rushed out of the carriage, just stepped into this carriage. Fortunately, he had just taken a step and was not blown to pieces. He was just blown out by the shock wave of the bomb and hit the floor heavily. He felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and it was very difficult to get out. Stonebridge's face was full of pain. He tried hard to stand up, but his body was like being pressed by a huge stone, unable to move.

When the others on the train reacted, they saw that the train was already on fire. The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the sky. Thick black smoke billowed up, as if a huge demon had opened its mouth. Thinking that Stonebridge and Colonel Coltrane were still on board, everyone's heart tightened for a moment. Everyone's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and their breathing became rapid.

Everyone looked towards the train and used the radio to call for help. "Stonbridge, answer received." "B1, can you hear me? Are you okay?" "Damn, what's wrong with you."...

Everyone was shouting and shouting, but Houston Butch was already hit by the shockwaves of the explosion and fell to the ground with his eyes blurred and his ears buzzing. Not to mention the sound in the headphones, he couldn't hear it even if you got close to him. His ears were buzzing, as if a group of bees were flying around. He tried hard to open his eyes, but it was pitch black in front of him, with only the blazing flames and thick smoke flickering in front of him.

Everyone's heart tightened. But in order to complete the mission and retrieve the virus weapon, they must not let it fall into the hands of these terrorists. They had no time to save people from the fire. No matter how uncomfortable they felt at the moment, they could only chase after Mach who was escaping.

Their faces were filled with pain and helplessness, but their eyes revealed a hint of determination. They knew that this was not just a mission, but also a battle against evil. If Mach was allowed to take the virus weapon away, the consequences would be disastrous.

Mach sat in the pickup truck, holding the code box tightly in his hand, with a smug smile on his face. His eyes were full of madness and greed, as if he had seen that he was about to become the overlord of the world. He shouted to his men behind him: "Run, don't let them catch up."

The pickup truck sped along the road, raising a cloud of dust. The tires behind the truck rubbed against the road, making a "sizzling" sound. Mach was filled with fear. He knew that these people would not let him go easily, but there was no turning back.

Sergei, Novin and others quickly adjusted their status in the chaos of the explosion. Sergei's eyes revealed a trace of anger and determination, and he shouted to his companions behind him: "We can't let Mach get away, everyone follow me and chase together." The car started again and chased in the direction of the pickup truck.

(End of this chapter)