The film starts with the Navy SEALs

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"What benefits did they give you, Mach?" Zaev did not seem to intend to let Mach go, and continued to ask calmly. His voice was like an undercurrent hidden beneath the calm lake surface. It seemed calm, but in fact it contained endless dangers.

"One way out, start all over again, and stay away from you completely." Mach said bitterly, his eyes full of hatred for Zaev. At this moment, the hatred in his heart was like a surging tide, almost drowning him.

"I'm sorry." Zaev said expressionlessly, but there was no real apology in his tone, as if these three words were just a symbol he casually uttered.

"Don't be so hypocritical." Mach said sarcastically, his eyes full of disdain. He looked at Zaev as if he was looking at an extremely strange person. The brotherhood they once had was gone at this moment.

"It doesn't matter." Zaev smiled coldly, with a hint of coldness and determination in his smile. He turned and gestured to his younger brother, and that gesture was like the call of the god of death. While waiting for the younger brother to come over with the backpack, he played with the pistol and said: "Biological weapons and virus weapons are not my plan. These are your plans. From now on, I will follow my plan..." His voice was low and gloomy, as if announcing the birth of a new terrorist plan.

After that, Zaev opened the backpack brought by his younger brother, took out some things from it and put them on Mach, then took his men away from another road, leaving the injured Mach lying on the ground alone, his eyes full of despair and helplessness. And the whole city of Munich, under the influence of the dominance virus, chaos continued to spread, the situation became more and more complicated, and a greater crisis seemed to be quietly approaching in the darkness, like a lurking giant beast, waiting to give the city a fatal blow...

In the minutes filled with smoke and tension, Stonebridge, Novin and Chettri were like brave and fearless warriors, engaging in a thrilling life-and-death struggle with the terrorists. Fierce gunshots echoed in every corner of the abandoned building, bullet marks were splattered on the walls, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder. Finally, with their tenacious will, superb marksmanship and close teamwork, they successfully broke through the terrorists' numerous obstacles. At this time, their faces were covered with traces of sweat and dust, their clothes were torn, and they looked embarrassed, but their eyes were still as firm as steel, revealing a determination to never give up until they achieved their goal.

When they arrived at the gate, a familiar yet strange figure came into view - it was Mach. He was staggering, as if he would fall at any time, and was slowly moving towards the gate.

"Stop, turn around slowly, and raise your hands." Stonebridge quickly and decisively raised his gun, pointed the black muzzle at Mach, and shouted loudly. His voice echoed in the empty hall like a bell, with an unquestionable majesty, as if to penetrate Mach's soul and make him surrender.

"The bomber is a cover, I repeat, the bomber is just a trap." Colonel Coltrane shouted anxiously on the other end of the radio, his voice trembling slightly due to nervousness, and every word seemed to carry endless worries. However, the radio waves at this moment seemed to be affected by the chaotic situation, and the signal was intermittent, as if playing hide-and-seek with their fate, and everything was too late.

Mach was surprisingly obedient when he heard the shout, as if he was controlled by some invisible force. He turned around slowly, his movements were slow and stiff, like a slow motion in a movie. But when Stonebridge saw the creepy mass on his chest, his pupils suddenly dilated sharply, and his eyes were filled with shock and fear. Mach saw that a huge bomb was tied tightly to his chest. The metal on the surface of the bomb flashed a cold luster in the dim light, as if announcing its deadly power. The connecting wire was like a winding venomous snake, extending backward along his body. His back looked like a serious hunchback, but in fact, there was undoubtedly a big bomb tied to it. The two bombs together weighed more than ten pounds. Judging from their many years of combat experience and understanding of explosives, if this bomb exploded, its power would definitely be beyond imagination, and it would instantly raze the surroundings to the ground. Everything would be destroyed in the destructive loud noise and flames.

"Damn it, bomb vest, don't shoot." Nowen reacted instantly and screamed in horror. As she spoke, she stretched out her hand eagerly and waved it vigorously, signaling Stonebridge and Chettri not to move forward. Her eyes were full of fear and anxiety. She knew clearly in her heart that if she was not careful, the bomb would explode and the three of them would be doomed to be swallowed up by the terrifying sea of ​​fire in an instant, and there might not be even a trace of wreckage left.

Mach showed a bitter and desperate smile on his face, which seemed to be a helplessness squeezed out from the depths of his soul. Then, as if his soul had been taken away, he turned around and continued to walk out mechanically. Every step seemed so heavy and resolute, as if he was being pulled by some irresistible force towards the unknown destruction.

"Stop, stop for a moment." Stonebridge was extremely anxious, and his voice became a little hoarse because of his anxiety. He tried to stop Mach from walking out of the door, but Mach seemed to have lost his soul and turned a deaf ear to his shouts. He still pushed the door open and staggered out. The door made a "creaking" sound when he pushed it, as if it was also wailing for the impending disaster.

"Asshole!" Stonebridge's eyes were red with anger, and he couldn't help but burst out with a series of curse words. But he knew that in this situation, rashly shooting would only lead to more serious consequences, and he didn't even dare to follow too closely. The shadow of death was now following them like a shadow, tightly shrouding them. He didn't want to die young like this, there were still countless missions waiting for him to complete, and there were more lives that needed him to save.

Mach walked out of the room like a zombie, wearing an oversized bomb vest, and came to the congested street outside. The street was already full of various vehicles due to traffic paralysis, and the horns were honking one after another, interweaving into a chaotic movement. People were still immersed in the complaints and doubts caused by the traffic paralysis, and their attention was focused on this sudden traffic jam. At this time, seeing Mach staggering forward, some people began to curse in dissatisfaction, their voices were full of anger and irritability, but they did not realize that this seemingly strange person in front of them was carrying a deadly weapon that could destroy them, and a catastrophe was quietly approaching.

"Leave, leave quickly, he has a bomb." Stonebridge, who caught up from behind, was so anxious that he almost used up all his strength to shout a warning. In Europe and the United States, people are already accustomed to gunfights, which happen almost every day, but the threat of bombs is completely different. It brings a destructive fear. When they heard the word "bomb", everyone was immediately furious, and the expressions on their faces instantly changed from anger to fear. The crowd began to flee in panic, with footsteps, shouts, and screams intertwined, as if the end of the world was coming. People were like headless flies, bumping around, and some people even fell to the ground, but they didn't care about the pain, struggling to get up and continue running. After running more than ten meters, they stopped one after another as if they were restrained by some invisible force. These people still couldn't stand the gossip in their hearts, and they thought they were safe after running more than ten meters. They widened their eyes, with curiosity and fear intertwined in their eyes, ready to continue watching here to see what was going on. They seemed to have forgotten the enormous power of the bomb and were completely unaware that this distance was completely meaningless in the face of the powerful destructive power of the bomb. It was nothing more than a self-deceiving psychological comfort.

Stonebridge and the other two were furious when they saw that everyone not only did not disperse, but also stopped to watch from a distance. They knew very well that with the power of the bomb vest on Mach, once it exploded, the area of ​​20 to 30 meters would be ruthlessly covered. At such a close distance, even if they were lucky enough not to be killed, they would definitely be seriously injured and disabled, which would be a tragic tragedy.

"Chettri, evacuate the crowd." Novan made a prompt decision. She was indeed a brave and fearless woman. At this critical moment, she did not hesitate at all. After saying that, she rushed forward without hesitation, grabbed Mach at a very fast speed, and shouted loudly: "Kneel down, kneel down quickly if you don't want to die." Her voice was firm and powerful, as if there was an irresistible magic.

Mach's survival instinct was instantly aroused, and he didn't want to be blown to pieces by the bomb. Realizing that Norman and Stonebridge might be able to save his life, he really stopped, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, his eyes full of fear and pleading, letting the two of them do whatever they wanted, as if he had grabbed the last straw to save his life.

The two men quickly unbuttoned Mach's coat and began to carefully and nervously check the bomb on him. Nowen carefully observed the structure of the bomb and nervously deduced, "There is no detonator, it is probably remote controlled." Her brows were tightly knitted together, and her eyes revealed deep worry, knowing that remote-controlled bombs meant greater uncertainty and danger.

"We have to dismantle the bomb." Stonebridge said solemnly, his voice low and firm, as if to encourage himself and to convey a belief to Norman. He knew that every second was crucial at this moment, and the more he delayed, the more dangerous it would be.

"There are damn locks and tripwires everywhere. It's not that easy to remove them." Nowen felt her scalp tingling. Fear rushed towards her like a tide, almost drowning her. Her hands trembled slightly, and adrenaline began to be secreted crazily due to extreme tension. After all, they could be blown to pieces by the bomb at any time. On the brink of life and death, who could remain calm? Every move must be made carefully. If you are not careful, it may cause a fatal explosion.

"Then solve the problems one by one." Stonebridge showed no sign of retreating. He quickly and calmly took out a small portable bomb disposal kit. Although the bomb disposal kit was small, it carried the hope of all of them. He began to operate it carefully, and asked anxiously: "Who did it? Your brother? Where is he now?" His eyes were fixed on the bomb, but his hands did not stop moving at all. At the same time, he hoped to dig out more key information from Mach so as to better deal with this crisis.

"He went to the Swarzer estate. It was all a lie. He fooled us. The UN Security Conference and the bomb were all a cover." Mach didn't care about much at this time. He spilled everything he knew like a bamboo tube pouring beans. His voice trembled with fear, and every word was filled with deep regret. "Stonbridge, please help me. They promised to let me go before." His eyes were full of despair and pleading, as if he was looking for a ray of light in the darkness.

"Who gave the guarantee? Who did you team up with?" Stonebridge continued to ask quickly, hoping to get more clues from Mach and solve the mystery. He knew that time was running out and every piece of information could be the key to turning the situation around.

"Help me defuse the bomb, please." Mach was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks and wetting his collar. His body was shaking constantly, and fear had completely taken over his heart.

"Mike, there are both bombs and grenades here. After the traffic is paralyzed, there are people everywhere. If they really explode here, the consequences will be disastrous. We have to take him away from here first." Nowen quickly analyzed the current severe situation, frowning tightly, and her eyes revealed deep worry. She knew very well that if the bomb exploded here, it would cause immeasurable casualties and property losses.

"Then don't demolish it yet, take him back to the stock exchange, and detonating it there will reduce casualties." Stonebridge also realized the seriousness of the situation and made a prompt decision. After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Mach, saying loudly: "Get up, follow us, quickly, we have to go back inside." His voice was firm and powerful, leaving no room for doubt.

"No, you can't do this to me." Mach resisted instinctively. He didn't want to go back to the place where he might die, so he struggled madly. His eyes were full of fear and despair, as if he was making his last dying struggle.

"Of course, you've got to suffer the consequences." Nowen was not softhearted and didn't give him any face. She stepped forward to help pull and drag Mach into the house. Her eyes were firm and she had only one belief in her heart, which was to find a solution before the bomb exploded and save more lives. She would never back down even in the face of many difficulties and dangers. (End of this chapter)