The film starts with the Navy SEALs

"Let's make it clear. I'll make the choice and I'll take the consequences." As Rivka spoke, her tone unconsciously revealed a hint of nervousness. Her hands trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress her inner anxiety.

"Rivka, the last time we met..." Topa was about to speak, but was interrupted by Rivka.

"It was a mistake last time. If you come over now and Heim finds out." Rivka's eyes became more panicked, and her voice trembled slightly, as if mentioning Heim was like mentioning a terrifying existence.

It is not difficult to hear from the conversation between the two that something ambiguous had obviously happened between them. One is a taxi driver at the bottom of society, and the other is the wife of an underground boss. It is really too coincidental that these two people can have an intersection, and Topa happens to be the key person in charge of this transaction. It seems that fate deliberately arranged a complicated entanglement.

"My coming here this time has nothing to do with you." Topal explained seriously. He felt quite helpless at this moment. He had never expected to meet the woman with whom he had a relationship here. For a moment, he felt his brain was a little confused, as if he was trapped in a fog.

"Whatever you are going to do, leave now. It's not worth it for you." Rifka's peripheral vision keenly caught Heim's gaze looking in their direction. She immediately stopped talking, left this warning in a panic, and hurried away.

Topa looked at Rivka's departing back, was stunned for a moment, and then walked straight in the direction of Heim. During this short journey, his expression changed several times, sometimes nervous, sometimes hesitant, as if a fierce struggle was going on in his heart. He knew that every step he took was full of unknowns and dangers, but in order to achieve his goal, he seemed to have no way back... and this secret confrontation quietly staged in the villa, like the undercurrent under the calm lake, is gradually developing in a more complicated and thrilling direction, and every participant is involved and unable to extricate themselves. Colonel Kechuan, Novin and Chetri are carefully carrying out their tasks in their respective positions. Whether they can successfully complete their mission in this complicated situation is still unknown...

Chhetri crawled hard in the narrow ventilation duct, and the exquisite evening dress became a burden to his movements. The duct was filled with stale and decayed smells mixed with dust, and every breath was choking. "Damn it, why do I dress like this?" He struggled to move his body while cursing in a low voice, and his voice echoed faintly in the duct. The evening dress tightly bound his body, and it was difficult to move an inch. He wanted to tear off the clothes that were in the way and throw them away immediately, but reason told him that it was undoubtedly a fantasy to perform the mission in underwear. In desperation, he could only curse while taking out the small but powerful computer from his pocket. The space in the ventilation duct was limited, and his movements seemed particularly clumsy. He finally plugged in the connection cable and prepared to do his best to crack the security system.

At this moment, Chhetri's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the computer screen. He didn't bother to wipe it off, his eyes were fixed on the screen, his eyes revealed concentration and determination. After a while, he reported through the radio, his voice trembling slightly because of nervousness: "B3, neutral start, open the basement door, the sensor has been cut off, and the system will restart in five minutes."

At the same time, Nowen, who received the news from Chhetri, sneaked into the room quietly like a black panther stalking in the dark night while everyone at the banquet was attracted by the wonderful performances and delicious food. Since the surveillance sensor had been successfully cut off, she moved relatively smoothly, with light and fast steps, and soon came to the basement safe. Nowen quickly put on gloves and special glasses, which could help her better observe the structure of the safe. She knew that cracking the password of the safe was not an easy task. With her current skills and limited time, she could not complete this arduous task within five minutes. However, she was well prepared and brought a secret weapon - a handheld flame cutter that could spray thousands of degrees of high temperature. She took a deep breath and pressed the switch. With a "hiss...", a dazzling and hot blue high-temperature flame sprayed out like a fierce fire snake, accurately shooting at the door of the safe. Under the attack of high temperature, the metal door slowly began to melt, making a "sizzling" sound, accompanied by a pungent smell of burnt metal.

The door of the safe was very thick, like a solid fortress, and it took a lot of energy and time to cut it. Meanwhile, Long Zhan and his team of three had quietly entered the mission state. "B1, report the situation." Colonel Kechuan asked through the radio, his voice steady and powerful, like a huge bell ringing through the radio.

"We haven't seen the target yet. The bus is coming into the station." Stonebridge responded quickly. At this time, the three of them pretended to be ordinary passengers, seemingly scattered in various corners of the station leisurely. But in fact, their nerves were highly tense, and their peripheral vision was always closely locked on every move of the station. Every bus that slowly drove into the station was like a potential prey in their eyes. They carefully identified it and did not miss any details.

During the time when Stonebich was replying, another bus slowly pulled into the station. Stonebich, Long Zhan and Sergei instantly became alert, their eyes revealing the concentration and vigilance of hunters. Through the bus window, Long Zhan's eyes suddenly lit up, like a cheetah finding its prey. Because the two figures on the bus were very familiar to them. Especially the man with a shoulder bag, long hair and glasses, and a slight limp when walking, was the Mach they were looking for.

"Captain, we see the target." Stonebridge reported to Colonel Coltrane excitedly, his voice slightly raised due to excitement. The three knew that the station was crowded with people and the environment was complicated. If they rushed to arrest him rashly, it would be likely that the target would take hostages and cause unpredictable dangers. Therefore, they chose to observe quietly from the side and wait for the best time to act.

As Mach slowly got off the car, the man who followed him down was Zaev. The two men wearing half-ball caps waiting at the station immediately greeted Zaev with enthusiasm, shook hands and hugged him, and they looked like old friends who had not seen each other for many years. "It seems that Zaev has a fan club." Sergey couldn't help but tease, trying to ease the extremely tense atmosphere.

"Observe carefully, and after confirming the situation, find an opportunity to take action." Colonel Kechuan gave the order calmly. His voice was like a magic needle that instantly calmed the panicked hearts of the team members. After receiving the order, Stonebeach, Long Zhan and Sergei approached slowly and carefully. Their steps were light and cautious, and their eyes were firm and sharp, ready to seize the opportunity and take down the target in one fell swoop.

"Three minutes left." Chetri stared at the small computer in his hand and accurately informed his teammates of the remaining time. At this time, Novin in the basement was operating the flame cutter in a hurry. The sweat on her forehead was getting more and more, sliding down her cheeks and dripping on the ground. She didn't bother to wipe it off, and her eyes were fixed on the safe door, revealing anxiety and determination. At present, she had only burned two lines, and there was still a long way to go before she could cut a square hole and take out the things inside.

Suddenly, "beep, beep..." Chetri's small computer issued a rapid and sharp alarm sound, which was like a sharp arrow, piercing the originally tense and quiet atmosphere. Some eye-catching red prompts also appeared on the screen, like a demon with bared fangs and claws, foreshadowing the coming of danger. While cutting, Nowen paid attention to the monitoring screen. She was surprised to find that the red dot on the monitor began to flash rapidly, and it seemed to be running a self-check. "What's going on? The monitor is moving." Nowen asked anxiously on the radio, revealing a hint of panic in her voice.

"The security system is trying to restart. I'm trying my best to counter it." Chettri spoke very quickly, with a very nervous tone. His fingers were rapidly tapping on the computer keyboard, like a storm, trying to stop the security system from restarting. But the situation did not seem optimistic. The security system's restart program was like a surging wave, constantly hitting his defense line. "How long is left?" Colonel Coltrane couldn't help but get nervous, and there was a hint of urgency in his voice. He knew that every second was crucial at this moment.

"I couldn't control it. Ten seconds, only ten seconds left." Chetri said panickedly. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen. He was making his last effort, his eyes revealing despair and unwillingness.

"Damn it, B3, retreat quickly." Colonel Kechuan gave the order with a serious face and without hesitation, his voice slightly raised due to nervousness.

"It's too late to evacuate. The alarm is about to sound." Nowen knew that there were only a few seconds left. Even if she ran as fast as she could, there was no way to evacuate before the alarm sounded. Since she had to fight with the other party anyway, she couldn't avoid this battle. Nowen simply made up her mind and decided to get the things first. She gritted her teeth and moved her hands faster and faster. The flame of the flame cutter burned wildly on the safe door.

"3, 2, 1." Chhetri stared at the screen, counting down with a trembling voice. When the last number came out, the three of them were extremely nervous, their breathing seemed to stop, and the sound of their violent heartbeats was particularly clear in the silent atmosphere.

However, just when they were so nervous that their scalps were numb and they expected to hear a deafening alarm, no sound came. Everything was as quiet as usual, as if the thrilling experience just now was just an illusory nightmare.

"What's going on?" Colonel Kechuan was the first to break the silence, his tone full of doubt. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of vigilance.

"Why didn't you call the police?" Chhetri was also very surprised and had no idea what was going on. He stared at the computer screen with a confused look in his eyes, trying to find the reason from the complex code.

"Nothing happened? What happened?" Norwen was also confused by this sudden situation, and the flame cutter in her hand stopped unconsciously. She looked around and vigilantly observed the movements around her, fearing that this was a trap set by the enemy.

"It seems that the security system is not turned on at all." Chettri said in surprise, unable to hide his surprise. Heim did not turn on the security system, so the alarm would not be triggered. How could Chettri not be surprised that such a small probability event happened to them? A relieved smile appeared on his face, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

"It seems that everything is going well." A familiar voice came, and Colonel Coltrane turned around and found that it was Sharkova. She had long hair and was wearing a gorgeous evening dress. She still looked very eye-catching in this luxurious environment. Her eyes revealed a hint of cunning and confidence, as if everything was under her control. Colonel Coltrane seemed to understand something in an instant, and looked at Sharkova calmly, then gave an order to Novin through the radio: "B3, continue."

"Got it." Nowen breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the flamethrower again, and continued to operate it. The flames sprayed out again, making a "whoosh" sound, and the safe door continued to melt under the high temperature.

"Did you shut down the backup safety system?" Colonel Kechuan asked Shakova, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes. He was full of doubts about Shakova's appearance, but the mission was urgent at the moment, so he had no time to investigate further.

"This is a wise decision, right? I also opened a backdoor in your system, which is what I am good at." Shakova raised her chin slightly, highlighting her own value from the side, which was also a stepping stone for her to try to cooperate with Team B again and complete the mission together. There was a hint of pride in her tone, as if she was proving her ability to Colonel Coltrane.

"Thank you." Colonel Kechuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, which showed both gratitude for Shakova's help and helplessness about the change in the situation. Then he asked, "Are you acting alone?"

"Now it is." Shakova put away her previous arrogance, lowered her posture, and said in a sincere tone: "I need your support, we can cooperate again." There was a hint of expectation in her eyes, hoping that Colonel Kechuan would agree to her request.

Colonel Coltrane took a sip of his wine glass, his face expressionless, making it hard to tell what he was thinking. He weighed the pros and cons in his mind, considering whether to work with Sharkova again. (End of this chapter)