The film starts with the Navy SEALs

"Bang~"

A clear and loud gunshot suddenly rang out in the farm, and the sound was like a sudden thunder in the night sky, instantly breaking the original silence. Mike, who was shot in the chest, was shaken violently, as if he was hit hard by an invisible force. A trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and then quickly replaced by dimness. The light of life was like a candle in the wind, fading quickly. His body fell backwards like a puppet with its strings cut, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing a small piece of dust. The gun in his hand also fell to the side of his body with a "clang" sound due to inertia, making a crisp but somewhat desolate sound.

When Stonebridge saw Mike fall, he immediately rushed over, his steps were quick and firm, and each step was with a clear goal. He quickly squatted down and began to carefully search Mike's body for the tracker, not missing any pockets that might be hidden. He firmly believed that with Mike's usual cautious style of doing things, and deliberately arranging the transaction on a moving train, there must be tracking clues left on the goods.

In order to successfully recover the virus weapon, you must get the tracker. Otherwise, things will go in an extremely bad direction, and the entire region may face a catastrophe brought by chemical weapons. Countless lives will be lost in this disaster, and homes will be reduced to ruins.

……

The woods more than a dozen kilometers away were eerily quiet. The pickup truck that Mach was riding in was driving slowly along the winding road, the engine making a low and dull roar, like a dormant beast roaring. In front and behind the car, there were several motorcycles following closely like loyal guards, the dust raised by the wheels spread behind them, like a long tail, gradually dissipating in the air.

The convoy turned left and right on the road, like a flexible yet strange snake, shuttling through the mysterious woods. Finally, it slowly drove into an old red brick factory building with a mottled exterior wall. The walls of the factory building were covered with traces of erosion by the years, and the cracks were like hideous scars, telling the story of the past glory and the present desolation. In the corners of the walls, weeds grew wantonly, as if trying to declare their occupation of this abandoned land.

After the car stopped, everyone got off one after another. The sound of footsteps echoed in the silent factory area. The sound was crisp and abrupt, breaking the long-standing tranquility here, as if awakening a sleeping giant.

As the convoy came to a complete stop, the positioning transmitter hidden in the code box suddenly started working automatically, as if triggered by some mysterious and unknown force. The weak signal it sent out was like a tiny glimmer of light in the darkness, but it carried vital information and quietly transmitted it to the designated mobile phone.

Stonebridge took the phone from Mike, and a series of numbers instantly appeared on the screen. His eyes lit up instantly, and with years of experience, he recognized the coordinates at a glance. He immediately pressed the radio headset without hesitation, and with a hint of uncontrollable excitement and eagerness in his voice, he announced loudly: "The coordinates have been obtained, the location is 2479, 5881."

After hearing the news, Chhetri quickly input the coordinate information into the military computer he carried with him. His fingers moved rapidly on the keyboard, as if he was playing a tense and intense movement. Soon, a striking red dot appeared on the electronic map. The red dot was like a beating heart, flashing rhythmically, marking the exact location of the target.

"Got it, well done." Colonel Coltrane replied to Stonebridge, his voice full of sincere praise for his subordinates. Then, without hesitation, he ordered to go straight to the coordinate point, his tone was firm and powerful, like beating the exciting war drum of the attack, revealing unquestionable majesty.

In less than ten minutes, the off-road vehicle, which was running at high speed on the road, arrived near the brick and tile factory at the coordinates like a roaring steel beast. Long Zhan and his group quickly got out of the car with guns in hand. Their movements were neat and well-trained. Their eyes were alert and sharp, like a pack of wolves about to start hunting, and they were highly alert to everything around them.

The factory building covers a large area, and is filled with a gloomy and decayed atmosphere, as if hiding countless unknown secrets and dangers. It is unknown where the target has gone with the virus. The entire factory building is like a huge maze, and everything is hidden in the dark fog, making it unpredictable.

Everyone could only remain extremely cautious and vigilant, groping their way into the factory slowly and cautiously. As they walked, they looked around intently, not missing any corner where the enemy might be. Every slight sound, even the rustling of the wind blowing through the wall, or the rustling of a mouse in the corner, could instantly make their nerves tense, like a taut bowstring.

Mach, who was carrying the safe, hurried into the factory and met a bearded man. The factory was dimly lit, and a few rays of light came through the cracks in the dilapidated roof, cutting through the darkness like a sword, but only making the shadows look more eerie. The shadows swayed on the wall, as if hiding countless unknown dangers, watching every move of the intruder.

"Take it to the car." Mach handed the code box to a turbaned younger brother, his voice low and urgent, as if urging a tense race against time, every word was full of anxiety. Then, he walked towards the bearded man, with a trace of fatigue and relief after surviving the disaster on his face, and said, "I'm back."

"I'm worried about you." The bearded man and Mach obviously had a very good relationship. As he spoke, he gently hugged Mach in his arms and patted his back gently. His actions were full of concern, as if he was comforting a wounded beast.

"The time has not come yet. I will not die." Mach said confidently, and immediately raised his voice, shouting to his younger brothers like a loud bell: "Let's leave now and not leave any traces." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to walk towards the car behind, his steps hurried and flustered, wanting to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

Little did they know that Long Zhan and his group had already quietly rushed over like ghosts. With their keen observation, they accurately detected the people hiding deep in the factory in the dark, just like a cheetah discovering its prey. They quickly formed an encirclement, like an invisible but airtight net, slowly closing in on the target, leaving no chance for the other party to escape.

"Bang~"

Long Zhan was the first to fire. His eyes were calm and decisive, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet whizzed out like a meteor, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and accurately shot each enemy in the head. He knew that the younger brother holding the password box, which seemed to contain the virus weapon, was the most critical target. He must not let the virus weapon fall into the hands of the enemy, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Therefore, he killed him first, taking a key step towards the success of the mission.

Almost at the same moment when Long Zhan fired, Novin, Sergei and others also fired. The gunshots rang out like dense firecrackers, echoing throughout the factory. They also knocked their targets to the ground cleanly and neatly, and every action showed extremely high combat quality and tacit cooperation.

Mach and the bearded man, who were walking inside, were frightened by the sudden gunshot and instinctively hid quickly. Mach watched the younger brother holding the password box fall straight to the ground after being shot in the head. His eyes widened instantly, and a mixture of despair and anger surged in his heart. To him, the box seemed to be the sustenance of all hope. He immediately wanted to rush over and grab the box that fell on the ground, as if the box was his lifeblood, and losing it was equivalent to losing everything. But as soon as he made a gesture to rush out, he was quickly pulled back by the bearded man. The bearded man's hand was as strong as a pair of pliers, tightly grasping Mach's collar, and at the same time loudly persuaded: "It's too dangerous, we must run quickly." His voice was full of anxiety and fear, as if the danger would swallow them up in the next second.

"We need it." Mach wanted to take the box back, his heart was filled with reluctance, his eyes turned red with anger and anxiety, as if burning with two blazing flames. But the collar was tightly grasped by the bearded man, so he had no way to rush over to get the things, and his body was forcibly imprisoned in place.

"We must leave quickly. This is an order." The bearded man was still determined, and he just wanted Mach to leave this dangerous place with him as soon as possible. He knew very well that the number of men they brought with them was limited, and there was no way they could compete with the British army chasing them. If they stayed, they would both be buried together, and no one could escape.

"We have sacrificed too much. If we have a chance to get it back, we have to give it a try." Mach was still unwilling to give up. His voice became a little hoarse with excitement, as harsh as the friction between sand and gravel.

"This has no impact on the plan. Let them get the box. If they can get it back, then get it back. If they can't, forget it. We have to leave first." The bearded man said. There was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. At this moment, he was more concerned about Mach's safety and the subsequent advancement of the entire plan.

Fortunately, the two of them hid behind the shelter in time, and there were younger brothers outside to help them temporarily, otherwise the two of them would have argued here for a long time and neither of them would have been able to escape successfully.

"Okay." The bearded man had said this, and although Mach was very reluctant, he had no choice but to give up his decision to pick up the box himself.

"Take the password box back and cover us as we leave here." The bearded man shouted to all his men, and his voice echoed in the factory for a long time. Then he led Mach to crouch down, carefully rushed out of the shelter, and ran towards the parking lot at the back door. Their figures appeared and disappeared in the dim light, like two mice running in the dark, embarrassed and panicked.

"Mach is running, right behind us." Long Zhan's eyes were sharper, and he immediately spotted their movements and notified others through the communication channel. The voice sounded clearly in the communication channel, like an alarm, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Biological weapons are important, bring the boxes back first." Colonel Kechuan ordered loudly, his tone unquestionable, revealing the majesty of a superior. He knew very well that if the virus weapons got out of control, the consequences would be devastating, and the entire area might fall into a dead silence.

After hearing his order, everyone had to temporarily give up chasing Mach and concentrate all their strength to eliminate the gunmen in the room first, to prevent them from snatching the box and taking the opportunity to run away.

However, just as Mach and the bearded man successfully ran outside and got into the car to leave, an unexpected situation occurred in the house.

After being shot in the shoulder by Norman, one of the gunmen twisted his body uncontrollably due to the severe pain. At the moment of falling to the ground, he pulled the trigger purely out of subconscious muscle pulling. The bullet hit the password box by chance, as if it was a cruel trick of fate.

The password box was immediately blown open, and a cloud of colorless gas came out from it with a hiss. The gas quickly spread in the air at an extremely fast speed, carrying a disgusting, strange and pungent smell, as if it came from hell.

The younger brother next to him accidentally sniffed it and immediately felt his head spinning, as if the whole world was spinning madly. His body seemed to be drained of all strength by an invisible force, his legs became weak, and he couldn't stand steadily. In less than a few seconds, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fainted with a "thump", splashing a small cloud of dust.

"Oh no, the virus has leaked, the virus has leaked." Sergei saw smoke coming out of the box and witnessed the tragic scene of the gunman next to him spitting blood and falling to the ground. He immediately felt that something was wrong. His voice became sharp and piercing because of fear, and it kept echoing in the factory, as if sounding a death alarm to everyone.

"Use fire, you must use fire, only fire can kill the virus." Long Jihua knew some knowledge about viruses, and immediately shouted anxiously to remind everyone. His eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and slowly slid down his cheeks.

"I'll do it!" Norman's angle was very good, and she could clearly see that not far from the virus box, there were several wooden boxes of ammunition that had not yet been loaded. Her eyes instantly became firm, and she immediately raised her gun without hesitation, aiming at the wooden boxes and shooting continuously.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Gunshots continued to ring out, and bullets rained down on the wooden box. Every bullet was accompanied by flashes of fire and a sharp sound. After firing nearly ten rounds in a row, it finally had an effect.

(End of this chapter)