The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 1994 Locke was caught

On the other side, Julia saw that the situation was not right and prepared to pull out her gun to shoot McKenna.

But unexpectedly, before he could take out his gun, a man sitting next to him reading a newspaper suddenly stood up, and there was a Scorpion submachine gun hidden in the newspaper.

It is small and exquisite in size, and can be shot with one hand.

"Da da da da..."

A string of bullets hit Julia in the chest.

Julia fell to the ground immediately after being hit in the chest by a burst of bullets from a submachine gun.

When Colonel Locke heard the gunshot, his expression changed drastically. Fortunately, his gun had not been put into the safe, so he immediately took out the gun from his waist and prepared to fight back.

But before he could raise his gun to shoot, more terrorists appeared and all started shooting with guns.

The firepower was very fierce.

"Da da da da..."

In just two or three seconds, gunshots exploded throughout the entire terminal hall.

Most of the airport police and security guards responsible for security were killed in this sudden attack, and the rest were frightened to death.

No one, including Locke, could fight back and the first thing they could do was to find a place to hide.

Because there are so many enemies popping up, you have no way to go out to fight to ensure your own safety and not be killed by the people popping up from behind.

Fortunately, these people's deaths were very valuable because they bought time for Long Zhan and Scott.

Allowing them to enter the security check room gives them time to retrieve their confiscated guns without having to fight the enemy with their bare hands.

With weapons in hand, you have the capital to fight.

Long Zhan and Scott immediately joined the battle and launched precise strikes on the terrorists in the field.

With the participation of Long Zhan and Scott, the battle in the waiting hall quickly took a turn, and the terrorists were quickly knocked down one after another.

However, the number of terrorists is so large that it is impossible to kill them all in a short period of time.

Colonel Locke, who was the first to join the battle, was so eager to rescue people and capture McKenna that he put himself in danger.

Under the cover of terrorists, he was held hostage by McKenna.

After Long Zhan killed most of the terrorists, he discovered that Colonel Locke had fallen into the hands of the enemy and was being taken out through the back door.

Long Zhan and Scott chased after him immediately, but they were still a step too late.

When they ran out the back door, they saw an armored combat vehicle fleeing, with McKenna and his rescuers inside.

Long Zhan tried firing a few shots.

Useless.

The armored vehicle's bulletproof ability is so strong that rifles cannot cause any damage to it, not even a scratch.

Only a few small holes were left.

Scott also rushed out and fired a lot of shots, but he had no way to deal with the armored vehicle. He could only watch the vehicle leave and cursed angrily.

Fortunately, the situation is not extremely bad, which is a blessing in disguise.

Martinez, who was shot in the shoulder, did not die. He escaped the subsequent attacks by the terrorists and basically killed all the enemies in the terminal hall.

Julia, who was hit in the chest by a submachine gun, luckily escaped because she was wearing a bulletproof vest.

Even though he was only wearing ordinary level 3 soft armor, the penetration power of a submachine gun was notoriously low and it couldn't penetrate a bulletproof vest at all.

You can escape the death penalty, but you can't avoid the living penalty.

I was hit by several bullets in the chest, and each one was like a hammer hitting my chest. The pain was so severe that it was like suffocating me and I couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Even with Martinez's help, Julia couldn't get up from the ground for a while.

And the most dangerous person now is Locke.

He was forcibly taken to the car by McKenna, his hands were tied behind his back, a black bag was put on his head, and he was surrounded by several terrorists.

  And McKenna's treatment just happened to fall over!

One of the younger brothers was in a very angry mood. He punched Locke in the stomach and said viciously: "Just shoot him in the ear and kill him."

“No no no.”

McKenna regained her complacency and said arrogantly, "This is too easy for him. He is already our meat in our hands. We must make good use of him."

Locke's situation is extremely bad, but Long Zhan and his group still have to get things done without a leader.

After returning to the headquarters and being treated by doctors, Martinez and Julia have basically recovered and are no longer affected in continuing to fight.

As the leader of the action team, Long Zhan naturally became the commander.

"Here you go. I picked it up at the airport. You might find something useful if you check it out." Scott handed a package of government affairs to Julia to deal with.

"Everyone knows what will happen if the British soldiers fall into the hands of the Irish Republican Army. No matter what, we must act quickly," said Long Zhan.

"Any intel? Any emails about the attack?" Scott asked.

"It's upgraded, but nothing special." Julia said.

"Where is Kamari?" Long Zhan asked.

When the first meeting was held here, Colonel Locke asked Kamari to come over, and Kamari said he would come as soon as he finished dealing with the matter.

"I don't know exactly, it could arrive at any time," Martinez said.

"Very good, then we will start working with the intelligence we have so far. We have Oriwarden's whereabouts last week, as well as the airport's surveillance footage. We only have one day at most before the attack begins..."

Long Zhan but the temporary commander began to hold a meeting to find a solution to the current crisis.

The armored vehicle that escaped on the other side left the city and came to the suburbs, and finally entered an abandoned factory area covered with rust.

It is obvious that this is the gathering place of the Republican Army, and armed men with guns can be seen everywhere in the venue.

When the car stopped, Locke was pulled out. His head was covered with bruises and bleeding wounds, which showed that he had suffered a lot in the car.

"Get down on the ground!"

The short-haired terrorist raised his hand with the butt of his gun and knocked Colonel Locke to the ground.

Colonel Locke spat out his broken teeth and did not succumb to their beating. Instead, he smiled and said, "I think you should find a place for me to freshen up."

Washing and grooming was definitely out of the question, but beatings were inevitable at any time and anywhere.

So Locke got beaten again.

He hit me in the stomach and knocked me over.

The Irish Republican Army terrorists in the surrounding area saw their British enemies right in front of them and surrounded them with guns in hand and unfriendly faces.

"It seems that you are very poor and don't even have water." Locke continued to taunt.

  The bones are really hard!

The terrorist who had been beating Locke was very upset when he saw that Locke was still so stubborn, so he took out a knife and prepared to kill him.

"That's enough, let me do it."

McKenna stopped the younger brother loudly and said to Locke who was lying on the ground: "Get up."

When Locke slowly got up from the ground, McKenna handed him a shovel and said, "Choose a good place for yourself."

"What information do you have about my son?" Locke did not take the shovel.

The bald younger brother, who was equivalent to McKenna's right-hand man, saw that Locke did not listen to McKenna's orders, and immediately took out a pistol and pointed it at Locke's head.

"That's how my brother died. He was shot in the back of the head and buried in a self-digged grave." McKenna said coldly.

"hehe."

Colonel Locke smiled, took the shovel and walked out.

He chose a piece of moist land with water, and began to dig slowly with a shovel under the watch of many IRA terrorists.

Embassy headquarters.

"Did you find anything?"

Julia was working in front of the computer, connecting the broken phone that Scott had cut for him before to the computer. Scott went over with a cup of coffee and asked.

"There is a discovery." Julia said, looking at the screen, "Less than an hour before the attack, a call was made from the airport to this phone."

"Who is the call to?" Long Zhan asked expectantly.

"Mokhtar Moussaoui, a prominent businessman in the Lebanese community here, runs a car dealership in the 13th arrondissement..."

As Julia was speaking, the door was pushed open.

Kamari came in and said to everyone, "I came here as quickly as possible."

"Thank you for coming over. How's Esther?" Scott asked.

This guy really cares about other people’s daughter!

"It's safe," Kamari said.

"Do you know this person?" Long Zhan pointed at the screen.

"Mukhtar Mousavi, he is one of Zhu Hairui's helpers in Europe." Kamari was indeed an undercover agent and recognized the person in the picture at a glance.

"McCanna ran away and took Locke with her," Scott said from the side.

"Then Mukhtar Mousavi must know where Locke is being held. If we want to make any progress, we can only start with him." Long Zhan said to Kamari.

"It's risky, but I can try to talk to him," Kamari said.

"OK."

As long as we have clues, we must race against time. Long Zhan packed up his things and gave an order: "Let's end the chat. Let's go. Julia, give us the address."

"no problem."

Julia said.

……

Abandoned factory.

It is very difficult to dig a hole in hard mud. Even after watering it, it is still very tiring. Locke spent half a day and only dug a hole that was ten centimeters deep and two meters long.

But even though he was covered in mud, he looked in good spirits.

Facing the two terrorist supervisors, he said with interest: "Have you heard a story about the British, Irish and Arabs?

Haven’t you heard of it? That’s a pity.”

As soon as Locke's phantom landed, he suddenly attacked.

The shovel handle swung to the left and hit the terrorist's brother on the right. The severe pain made him faint.

Then the shovel head moved diagonally upward to the left and accurately hit the throat of the terrorist on the left.

He also fainted on the spot!

As expected of someone who is in charge of the distribution of special agents, he is quite capable and he did not forget to try to escape even in desperate situations.

pity.

Just as Locke threw the shovel to the ground, picked up the terrorist's rifle on the ground, and was about to find a way to get a car and rush out of here.

"Crack~"

Gunshots were fired.

McKenna was like a ghost that appeared out of nowhere. She appeared at this moment and shot Locke in the upper right shoulder blade of his chest from a distance of twenty or thirty meters.

He shot Locke to the ground and knocked his gun away.

A gunshot rang out.

A dozen or so Irish Republican Army members who had been hiding in the house all came running over.

"Stay where you are and don't move."

In order to prevent her subordinates from doing anything wrong, McKenna immediately ordered them not to come over. She walked over herself and put the gun to the center of Locke's forehead.

"This is a feud between us," McKenna said.

"I like your brother very much." Locke said.

"You like Francie?"

McKenna said angrily: "You changed him, framed him, and made him betray the one he loved. You are the source of evil."

"It was a dirty war, Marie, and I was going to remind him that night..."

"You're protecting a damn informant."

McKenna interrupted Locke loudly.

"What are you doing? Why did you bring him here?"

Suddenly, four more militants came running up. Their skin color was more like the brown of the Middle East, not the white of the IRA.

“This is none of your business,” cried McKenna.

"Stand back, you hear me?"

The bald younger brother opened fire at the four Arabs, and the other younger brothers also raised their guns.

The Arabs responded by raising their guns as well.

The two sides immediately became tense.

After a standoff of 10 to 20 seconds, the Arab leader said in Arabic: "Put down your guns, we still need these lackeys."

Then he switched to English and said, "If you still want Zhu Hairui to fulfill his promise, we have to find out what he knows."

"Fuck, he's of no use to me." McKenna put down the gun in displeasure.

"You are planning to attack NATO. I suggest you better unite." Locke suddenly said this, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"He knows nothing, he's trying to trick us," McKenna retorted to Locke.

"Then we need to confirm it."

The Arab leader seemed to be interested and walked towards Locke.

……

In order to obtain the required information, Long Zhan tries to find Colonel Locke as soon as possible and rescue him.

He deliberately came to Mukhtar Mousavi's car dealership pretending to be someone who wanted to buy a car.

"This car is a stunner. You'll definitely like it."

Mukhtar Mousavi was a professional businessman. When he saw Scott, disguised as a customer, enter the store, he immediately went up to greet him enthusiastically and extended his right hand to introduce himself: "Mukhtar Mousavi, the boss here."

"Grant Hawkins."

Scott shook hands with Mukhtar Mousavi and gave him a newly created fake name.

"British? I like the British very much." Mukhtar Mousavi said with a smile.

"I like it too." Scott raised an eyebrow.

"Haha."

Mukhtar Mousavi laughed and pointed at the car, saying, "There are many songs about cars, such as Bruce's Cadillac Manor and Janice's Mercedes-Benz. Why don't you try getting in one?"

“I’m just interested in cars,” Scott said.

"Mr. Hawkins, why did you come to Hungary?" Mukhtar Mussawila asked casually.

"Because of my fiancée."

Scott is a very good actor and can tell lies without blinking an eye.

"You're getting married? You really need a good car," said Mukhtar Mousavi.

"Yeah, third marriage." Scott laughed.

"The only ones who have more wives than Arabs are you old British people." Mukhtar Mousavi also laughed.