The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Under such a fierce attack, Shakova was forced to make an emergency turn and dive into the side road in an attempt to shake off the pursuer. At first, this sharp turn did have a certain effect. Because the turn was too sudden, the motorcycle did not have time to react in time and was temporarily left behind. Shakova secretly rejoiced in her heart, thinking that she had successfully escaped danger, and her tense nerves relaxed a little.

But before she could be happy for long, the nightmare-like scene came again. Suddenly, an off-road vehicle rushed out from the side road without warning, accompanied by a deafening, thunderous crash, and the off-road vehicle hit the side of the car that Shakova was riding in. The huge impact force caused the car to be knocked away like a kite with a broken string, and it spun 270 degrees wildly on the road. The body of the car rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound, as if it was groaning in pain. In the end, the car crashed heavily into the junked car on the other side before it stopped. The body of the car was severely deformed, like a crumpled toy.

In the violent collision, two bleeding wounds appeared on Sharkova's forehead. Blood flowed down her cheeks like a stream, staining her collar red. She was also dizzy from the collision. Her brain was in a short blank state due to the strong shock, as if her computer had crashed, and she was unable to think at all. Her eyes were dull and she looked around blankly. Her eyes were empty and lifeless. She had completely lost the ability to move and could only sit helplessly in her seat.

The man who got off the off-road vehicle was a bearded man. He was Zaev, whom Team B had been searching for. He was a burly man, like a standing brown bear, and exuded a chilling aura. The man driving the motorcycle also took off his helmet. He was also an acquaintance, Zaev's brother. Zaev walked to Shakova's car, reached into the broken window, and fumbled to unlock the door. Then, he unceremoniously groped Shakova's body, his movements were quick and rough, and he soon found the USB flash drive in a plastic bag. He took a quick look and immediately determined that this was what he had dreamed of and wanted to get at all costs. A glimmer of greed flashed in his eyes.

Zaev looked at Shakova, who was still in a dizzy state, with her eyes blank and looking around with empty eyes. His face was as calm as a bottomless lake. He slowly said, "Thank you..." His voice was icy cold, like a whisper from hell.

Just as Zaev was about to raise his pistol and shoot Shakova to death, an off-road vehicle suddenly came at a very fast speed at the intersection. The tires of the car rubbed against the ground, making a sharp brake sound. Before it completely stopped, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of burly, muscular men rushed out. As soon as they came out, they quickly raised their guns and fired, their movements were skillful and decisive, as if they had practiced countless times.

"Pah, pah, pah..." Intensive gunfire rang out instantly. The speed of the shooting was so fast that it was like popping beans, causing pain in the eardrums. Two gangsters were killed on the spot, and blood gushed out of their bodies like a fountain, splashing on the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood. The opponent's firepower was extremely fierce. Zayev had no time to shoot and kill Shakova. Saving his life was the most important thing. He immediately took his things and ran desperately towards the path next to him, his steps hurried and flustered. At the same time, he shouted at the top of his lungs to order the remaining few brothers he brought with him to stay here to block the pursuers and buy time for their escape. Although the brothers were terrified, under Zayev's intimidation, they could only bite the bullet and raise their weapons, shooting wildly at the pursuers in an attempt to stop them.

"Move! Stay hidden!"

"Change the magazine, hurry up!"

"Suppress the left side and keep up the firepower!"

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Under the baptism of gunfire and rain of bullets, the members of Team B cooperated perfectly, like a top-level precision fighting machine, launching a violent and violent attack on the opposing gunners. Every command was like a charge horn on the battlefield, concise and powerful. The team members understood and responded quickly with lightning speed. With the superb skills and deep tacit understanding accumulated over the years, they worked closely together, like a solid wall, firmly suppressing the enemy's crazy attack.

Trapped in the car, Shakova stared at the fierce battle outside the car, and was keenly aware that the enemy was suppressed by the powerful firepower of Team B at the moment, and their attention was highly distracted, and no one paid attention to the movements on her side. She took a deep breath, and a trace of determination and firmness flashed in her eyes, like a meteor across the night sky. She held the gun tightly in her hand, and the gun seemed to be integrated with her hand and became a part of her body. Then, she carefully sneaked out of the car, her movements light and agile, like a lurking cheetah. She crouched down and followed the direction of Zaev's escape, moving forward step by step firmly, with only one belief in her heart, that is to take back the dominance that was robbed, as if this was the most important mission in her life at the moment.

However, as soon as Shakova got out of the car, the quietly moving figure instantly entered Sergei's sharp sight. Sergei's eyes were like an eagle, tightly locking Shakova, and without hesitation, he immediately asked through the communication device in a concise and urgent tone: "Boss, the target has appeared in sight, and there is a great opportunity to kill it in one fell swoop. Do you want to attack?"

When Colonel Kechuan heard Sergei's question, a hint of hesitation flashed across his originally resolute face. His eyes became complicated, and his mind was like a mess, with countless thoughts flashing through it. These short five seconds seemed as long as a century for him. He was struggling between reason and emotion. On the one hand, there were the requirements of the mission and the interests of the team, and on the other hand, there were complicated feelings for Shakova. In the end, he still couldn't make up his mind to give the order to attack. He shook his head slowly, and said with a hint of helplessness and entanglement in his voice: "No, focus all your energy on solving the enemy in front of you first."

Sergei himself was resistant to killing Shakova, as if there was an invisible force deep in his heart resisting this order. Hearing Colonel Coltrane's decision, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was naturally even happier. He quickly put away his gun, took his eyes off the scope, and continued to fight the enemy in front of him.

As a result, Shakova was able to rush out with a gun. Like a nimble hound, she followed Zaev in the direction he left. Soon, she came to an abandoned building area. It seemed like a corner forgotten by time, with all kinds of debris and garbage piled up everywhere, emitting a disgusting smell of decay. The dim light shone through the dilapidated windows, like the tentacles of a ghost, forming patches of light and shadows on the ground, making the whole space look more eerie and strange. Shakova carefully shuttled through the ruins, vigilantly observing the movements around her. For a while, it was really difficult to find Zaev's trace.

At this time, Colonel Coltrane outside was preparing to catch up. His eyes revealed a trace of anxiety and worry. As for whether he was doing this to catch Zaev and regain his dominance, or to secretly protect Sharkova and prevent her from falling into danger, this was probably only known in his heart. However, fate always seemed to like to play tricks on people. Before he could take a step, a new crisis suddenly came like a surging tide.

Suddenly, there was a dull roar of an engine from the rear, and a van was coming at lightning speed like a wild beast out of control. With a sharp brake sound, the van suddenly stopped not far from Team B, and the door was roughly opened with a "clang", and a large number of people came down. Each of these people was holding a weapon, with a fierce and greedy look on their faces, and a bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes, as if a group of hungry wolves had found their prey and couldn't wait to start a bloody feast. They rushed towards Team B like a tide, with a fierce momentum, as if they wanted to devour Team B completely. "The enemy is attacking from the rear! Everyone be careful!" Chettri had been concentrating on being responsible for the rear, and with his keen observation and high vigilance, he was the first to notice the danger from the rear. His voice was particularly loud and urgent in the fierce gunfire, ringing in the ears of his teammates like an alarm bell, full of tension and urgency, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Long Zhan and Stonebeach heard Chettri's reminder and without any hesitation, they turned their guns as fast as possible, pointed the black muzzles at the enemies pouring out from behind, and launched a fierce attack without hesitation. For a moment, gunshots rang out, and bullets poured towards the enemy like raindrops, making a sharp "da da da" sound, as if announcing to the enemy the indomitable spirit and resistance of Team B.

At the same time, Novin, Colonel Kechuan and Sergei were still fighting a desperate battle with the enemy in front of them, exchanging fire fiercely. The six people were divided into two groups, each stubbornly dealing with the enemies attacking from the front and back. Although Long Zhan and others were very powerful, they repelled the enemy's attacks again and again with their superb marksmanship and fearless courage, but the enemy had an absolute advantage in numbers, pouring in like an ant colony, as if endless. The two sides fought back and forth, neither gave in, and the fight was inextricable, and they fell into a stalemate. The battlefield was filled with smoke, and the pungent smell of gunpowder choked people to the point of suffocation. The shouts and gunshots intertwined, as if playing a cruel and heroic war movement, which made people terrified.

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On the other side, Shakova, who was chasing Zaev, seemed to be blessed by the god of luck. With the sharp intuition unique to women, she was like a hunter tracking her prey, and she chased forward unswervingly. God will not let down those who work hard, and she really succeeded in catching up with Zaev and Mach.

"Da da da da." In order to force Zaev and Mach to stop, Shakova decisively pulled the trigger from a distance and fired without hesitation. The bullets cut through the air like meteors, shot towards them with a sharp whistling sound, and hit the wall, splashing pieces of stone chips, like blooming black flowers.

Zaev and Mach were frightened by the sudden gunshot and their faces turned pale as paper, their bodies trembling instinctively. They hurriedly hid behind the wall, carefully sticking their heads out to observe the situation, their eyes full of fear and vigilance.

"Zaev, we will have supporters coming to support us, so there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices." Mach hid behind the corner, his voice trembling slightly with fear. He tried to comfort Zaev and at the same time give himself courage.

"Brother, I was just kidding you. We have no support anymore. Take Zhiba away quickly. I will cover you. Run, quickly." Zaev had an anxious look on his face. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. He urged Mach loudly, his eyes revealing determination and helplessness, as if he was ready to die.

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"Da da da da..."

"Clap clap clap..."

The battle outside was getting more intense, the sound of gunfire was deafening, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart. Zaev had mobilized almost all of his men here, which put Colonel Kechuan and his men in an unprecedented dilemma. The enemy's firepower was like a dense barrage of bullets, overwhelming them and making them a little breathless. Every time they dodged a bullet, it was like brushing shoulders with death.

"The situation is not right, we must move. We will be surrounded like dumplings if we continue like this!" Long Zhan shouted loudly while nimbly dodging the enemy's bullets. The voice was firm and powerful, and it was particularly clear in the chaotic battlefield, like a ray of dawn in the darkness.

"Yes, we have to leave quickly. It will be too late!" Stonebridge agreed immediately. He knew very well that if the stalemate continued, the situation would only become increasingly unfavorable for them, and Team B would most likely be wiped out.

"B4, we are trapped. There are multiple gunners in the rear. Request fire support. Repeat, gunners are encircling us from the front and back. We need support." Colonel Kechuan anxiously gave orders to Shakova into the communication device. His voice was filled with a hint of fatigue and helplessness, but more of it was concern for his teammates and a desire for victory.

After hearing the order, Shakova fell into a deep dilemma. Zaev was not far away from her, as if he was within reach. As long as she continued to chase him, the probability of regaining dominance was very high. And once she succeeded in getting it, she could quickly leave this place of trouble without worrying about being killed by Team B, as if the dawn of freedom was just before her. However, Shakova felt a little guilty if she just abandoned her teammates. After all, Chetri risked sending her a message to tip her off, which was equivalent to saving her life. This kindness made her feel entangled in her heart. (End of this chapter)