The film starts with the Navy SEALs

This sudden change, like a bolt from the blue, has left the drivers on the road in a state of confusion. They stared with wide eyes, their faces full of fear and confusion, and they had never expected such a situation to happen. Some drivers who reacted a little slowly, due to lack of sufficient prediction time, collided with each other like wild horses without any preparation. In an instant, the harsh sound of metal collision, like a sharp alarm, cut through the sky, intertwined with the panicked screams of the drivers, playing a prelude to chaos. The traffic of such a large city seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand, and almost fell into a paralyzed quagmire at this moment. The vehicles were like chaotic puzzle pieces, jammed into a ball, and the horns sounded one after another, but it seemed that they were just struggling in vain in this chaotic vortex, unable to change the dilemma of being unable to move.

The trams were also not spared from this sudden disaster. They were like steel giants that had lost their power support, and they suddenly braked to a stop without any warning. The unsuspecting passengers in the carriages, like leaves ravaged by the wind, fell forward uncontrollably due to the sudden and violent braking. In an instant, screams came one after another in the carriages. Many people collided violently with the hard parts of the carriages during the fall, and blood oozes out from the wounds, quickly dyeing the floor of the carriage red, adding a shocking color to the chaos. The whole city seemed to be tightly grasped by the demon of chaos at this moment, and fell into a disorderly panic and chaos.

"Damn it, one step too late." Colonel Kechuan slammed the steering wheel in anger, anger and helplessness surging in his heart like a raging tide. His eyes were red and veins popped out on his forehead, like a volcano about to erupt. The car was stuck on the road, like an immovable island in the vast sea of ​​cars, unable to move. He was anxious and knew that the situation was becoming more and more critical like a wild horse running out of control. He quickly grabbed the communication device, his fingers trembling slightly with anxiety, and contacted anxiously: "Team B, what's the situation over there?" However, the only response to him was a panic-stricken silence. No sound came from the communication device, as if their connection with the outside world had been cruelly cut off by a pair of invisible hands.

"Damn it, the communication has also been disrupted, this is a big trouble." Colonel Coltrane cursed loudly in anger, his voice full of anger and helplessness. He knew very well that the interruption of communication was like cutting off the bond between them, which meant that he had lost the vital connection with Stonebridge and others. The subsequent actions would be like groping in the dark, becoming more difficult and dangerous. The entire mission had fallen into an unprecedented desperate situation.

At this time, the building where Stonebridge was located also failed to escape the misfortune of power outage. The passage was pitch black, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. It was like a deep and boundless black hole, exuding a creepy breath, ready to swallow up anything that dared to step into it. Stonebridge knew that at this critical moment, he could no longer passively wait for the judgment of fate. He quickly calmed down, his brain was working rapidly, and with the rich experience accumulated over the years and the courageous decision-making ability, he decisively ordered: "The plan has changed, and we will attack by force." His voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the darkness like a huge bell, conveying unquestionable determination.

"Got it!" Novan and Chetri nodded in response without hesitation. Their voices were equally firm and powerful, revealing a fearless courage to face death in the darkness. At this moment, their eyes flashed with a resolute light, as if announcing their unyielding and resistance to the darkness.

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"We have to abandon the car and walk now." The road was already jammed, like a blocked artery, and the city's traffic lifeline came to a standstill. Colonel Kechuan made a prompt decision, pushed open the closed car door, and rushed out like a tiger, shouting as he ran: "The United Nations Conference Hall is four blocks south, we have to catch up quickly." His voice was like a loud horn, inspiring his teammates to move forward courageously. After saying that, he rushed towards the target like an arrow from a bow, with firm and rapid steps. Long Zhan and Sergei did not hesitate at all, following him closely like loyal guards, and the three of them fixed their eyes on the backpacker dozens of meters away, like a cheetah locking onto its prey, full of concentration and determination.

The three backpackers had been keeping a high level of alert, paying attention to the surroundings like a frightened bird. They were keenly aware that Long Zhan and his three companions were running towards them at high speed. In an instant, a trace of panic flashed across their faces, and they ran without hesitation, their steps were hurried and flustered, splashing dust on the ground. They knew that if they were caught up, they would be doomed.

"Chase them, don't let them get away." Colonel Kechuan shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the street, and he quickened his pace, his expression becoming more and more resolute, as if to announce to the world their determination not to give up. They knew very well that if the backpackers escaped, the consequences would be disastrous, and the entire city and even the world might fall into a greater crisis.

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"Pah, pah, pah..." In the abandoned building, the sound of gunfire rang out like dense raindrops, as if a fierce storm was raging. Stonebridge, Novin and Chetri wanted to break out, but they were blocked by the terrorists like a solid wall. They seemed to be in an extremely difficult monster-killing game, and every step forward required a huge price. Every bullet whizzed by carried the threat of death, and every dodge was accompanied by an accelerated heartbeat. They had to keep engaging in fierce exchanges of fire with the terrorists, relying on their tenacious will and superb marksmanship to advance upward with difficulty, and every step was full of hardship and danger.

At this moment, in another part of the building, Zaev had successfully completed the task of launching the domination virus, with a smug sneer on his face. He led his brothers along the main road, swaggering downstairs, his steps revealing a kind of arrogance and arrogance. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped, a hint of cold suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "What benefits did they give you?" His voice was low and cold, like a whisper from hell.

Mach, who was walking in front, stopped when he heard this, turned his head to look at Zaev with a puzzled look on his face, his eyes full of innocence and confusion, and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about?" His voice trembled slightly, as if he was very surprised by Zaev's sudden question.

"Pah~" A crisp and piercing gunshot instantly broke the brief silence, echoing in the silent corridor. Zaev fired a shot at Mach's right thigh without hesitation. The bullet was like a deadly lightning, instantly penetrating Mach's muscles. Mach screamed in pain, and fell to the ground uncontrollably as if his muscles and bones were pulled out. He looked at the blood that kept gushing out of his leg, his eyes full of fear and disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

Zaev's face was still cold, and there was no mercy in his eyes, as if the injured person was not his brother, but a stranger. He walked slowly with a pistol in his hand, and each step was steady and cold. He squatted down, stretched out his hand and grabbed Mach's collar tightly, pulled Mach's face close to his own, and said word by word: "What benefits did they give you, Mach?" His tone was full of questioning and suspicion, as if he wanted to see through Mach's heart.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, Zaev, can you please stop doing this? Everything I do is for you." Mach tried his best to explain, his voice trembling with pain and anxiety. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead and sliding down his cheeks. It was not known whether it was because of the excruciating pain in his legs or the tension and fear of Zaev's suspicion in his heart. "That's not necessarily the case." Zaev didn't listen to Mach's explanation at all. He snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "The brothers are about to reach the United Nations Conference Building. They have been discovered by Western soldiers. Maybe we will be subdued by the enemy, maybe they are destined to defeat us. Is this your wishful thinking?" In fact, Zaev suspected Mach, but there was no solid evidence. Everything was just his groundless speculation based on the current situation.

"I have always followed your orders, doing everything according to your instructions." Mach continued to explain at the top of his voice, trying to convince Zaev of his loyalty. His eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness, hoping that Zaev would change his mind and dispel his doubts about him.

"Swear it." Zaev said, staring at Mach like a hungry vulture staring at its prey, trying to find a flaw in his expression and eyes, a clue that could prove his suspicion.

"I swear in the name of my parents, everything I said is true." Ma He swore without hesitation, his tone firm and resolute, as if he was proving his innocence to the gods of heaven and earth. His voice echoed in the corridor, with an unquestionable solemnity.

"OK." Zaev took out his mobile phone from his pocket, slid his finger across the screen, opened the recording and started playing it.

"You didn't see it with your own eyes. He's losing control. I may not be able to control him. Listen to me, something might go wrong..."

Listening to the recording from the phone, Mach, the one who said these words, turned pale as paper in an instant, as if all the blood had been drained out. His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of despair and helplessness. He knew that the secret he had been hiding had been discovered by Zaev, and everything was irreversible. But at this desperate moment, he also made a decision in his heart, and a determination to burn his boats quietly grew in his heart.

"I have been taking care of you my whole life. I promised my parents that I would take care of you forever. I have nowhere to escape from your clutches. You are a blind lunatic. You have dragged us to a dead end. You are my brother, but I hate you to the bone." Ma He said angrily and unwillingly. The emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for many years erupted like a volcano. His voice was full of anger, helplessness and regret, as if he wanted to pour out all the grievances and dissatisfactions over the years.

"I understand, I understand." Zaev looked at Mach expressionlessly and nodded, but his eyes were not moved at all, and he remained as cold as ice. He seemed to be indifferent to Mach's anger and accusations, as if these words were just wind in his ears.

"You don't understand. You think you are the chosen one. This is not a coincidence. You fell for their trick. You are a puppet without strings..." Mach continued to angrily accuse Zaev, opening the reckless rant mode. His eyes were burning with anger, and every word was like a sharp dagger, piercing Zaev's heart.

On the other side, Long Zhan, Colonel Kechuan and Sergei had gradually caught up with the three backpackers who were fleeing. They quickly drew their guns, and with skillful and decisive movements, they opened fire on the backpackers. The bullets whizzed through the air like a meteor, flying towards the target with a deadly threat. The three backpackers were about to be caught up, and their faces showed a look of fear. They all pulled out their guns, ran and turned back to shoot, trying to stop Long Zhan and the other two from chasing. Their eyes were full of fear and despair, but driven by the desire to survive, they were still making their last struggle.

However, the strength of the two sides was very different. As Long Zhan and his three men chased them relentlessly, two of the men who were responsible for protecting the backpackers were hit by bullets first. They screamed miserably and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. The blood quickly spread on the ground. The remaining backpacker was not spared either. His leg was accurately shot by Long Zhan, and he fell forward and fell heavily to the ground.

The backpacker was unwilling to accept defeat, and his eyes revealed a hint of madness and determination. Despite the excruciating pain in his legs, he still struggled to stand up and fight back. In the end, Long Zhan mercilessly fired two more shots, and the backpacker's body shook violently twice with the sound of the gunshots, and then he was completely motionless and was sent to the west.

Sergei ran all the way over, his figure like a black lightning. He quickly pulled the backpack off the backpacker, opened the zipper with trembling fingers, and couldn't wait to quickly pull the things out. As a result, the backpack was full of clothes that were deliberately stuffed to the brim. The clothes made the backpack look bulging, as if it contained something important.

"No, there are no bombs here." Sergei realized that he had fallen into a trap and quickly reported the situation to Colonel Coltrane. There was a hint of annoyance and anxiety in his voice. He knew that they had been cleverly tricked by the enemy and that the real danger might still be hidden in the dark, quietly approaching them. (End of this chapter)