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Al-Nawaz is planning something to shake the world like 9/11.

This hunk of shit is your transport.

We know Al-Nawaz was working with someone else.

We know they're planning another attack.

You don't have the kind of time

to break someone like me.

Landry's an addict.

It's not about upping the dose.

We need something stronger.

If Landry was in Athens,

there's a chance that Grey was there as well.

I'll start with Athens.

We got a match.

It's him. The file says that Grey's an amateur photographer.

Where's that road go?

There's a warehouse

owned by an arms exporter named Stavros Dimitroulakos.

I don't give a fuck about Grey.

He sure as hell cares about you.

The noble James Reece.

I know who you really are.

You are a killer,

just like me.

You can't stop what's coming.

Odesa is a move

by the bratva.

Someone called "the Colonel"

is planning to hit America and you.

Watch your back, my friend.

Never are you late, my friend.

Sun only rises once a day, Colonel.

I'd hate to miss this opportunity.

Use mine.

The lens is better for the light.

Are you sure?

I see you brought someone else today.

My nephew Mishka.

I'm trying to teach him this life,

but he's more interested in his next conquest.

Now, do you have something for me?

All MACV-SOG records from Vietnam were declassified a few years ago.

I'm not sure why that one wasn't.

And he works for the Agency now.

Yes, sir.

You are capable of accomplishments

far bigger than you or your agency

can imagine.

But I see it.

Thank you, Colonel.

Mishka!

Mishka, come here!

Expect the usual signal

for our next contact.

Your camera, sir.

A camera, much like a rifle,

performs the best when it's in the hands

of someone it was truly made for.

That camera was made for you.

Mishka, this is the young man I've told you about.

A great man...

who can teach you many lessons.

Mishka!

Look him in the eye and shake his hand.

Hello...

Oliver.

Hello, Mishka.

Colonel, I...

After what happened in Athens...

I need to explain.

Oliver, today is new day decades in the making.

You are in Odesa?

Yes, sir, I am.

Well, then you are one step closer to home.

Your true home.

Everything is finally in place,

so stay strong and do what you do best.

Capture the moment.

♪ I can see the rising sun ♪

♪ The devil's still on the run ♪

♪ All the pretty things burn out ♪

♪ Heart is beating in my head ♪

♪ Feeling numb with every breath ♪

♪ Smoke and fire all around ♪

♪ Finger on the trigger, finger on the trigger ♪

♪ Over, and we all fall down ♪

♪ Finger on the trigger, finger on the trigger ♪

♪ I see time is running out ♪♪

Well, can I talk to him?

I want to be the first to wish him a happy birthday.

Babe, he's asleep.

Wait a second.

What's that?

You gave him the bear early.

I had to give him something to hold on to to feel close to you.

I've been a point man my entire career.

Swear I'd be lost without you.

Guys.

Langley's up.

I got to go.

Give him that kiss for me, okay?

We'll call as soon as he wakes up. Promise.

-I love you. -Love y'all.

Sorry for the wait.

Brother.

Gentlemen,

this is Andy Danreb off the Russia desk.

Soon as I received your intel packet,

I woke him up and pulled him in.

So you're familiar with this "Colonel," Mr. Danreb?

Kuklovod.

The Puppet Master. Real name: Ivan Zharkov.

Former colonel, GRU, Soviet military intelligence.

So you buy that Zharkov is gonna make a play in Odesa?

Well,

if there was a tin-pot insurgency or a coup

in the back half of the last century, Zharkov was there stirring the pot.

Bratva leadership is filled with these Cold War kooks.

How did he become such a player?

Same way anybody does in the Communist system.

His daddy got him the job.

Nationalists like Zharkov aren't happy with the Ukraine peace deal

or President Drozdov for accepting it.

Can I ask, do you know any reason

why Zharkov would want me involved?

You?

Could there be ties to Capstone or the Hartleys?

No idea.

We'll keep digging on Zharkov, find proof of those snipers.

Freddy, you're gonna have everything you need

for a smooth landing in Odesa.

Just keep me updated.

Roger that.

Officer Strain,

Mr. Donovan, I'm Agent Kim Scheer.

You're with me.

Transport team's en route.

We got the rundown on your intel.

I have been assigned to take you through our countersniper protocols.

The only protocol is not putting President Grimes on that stage.

Officer Strain,

these folders each contains intel reports

linked to threats directed at the president.

I'm not dismissing what you're bringing us,

but we have fully briefed the president on the possible threat

and he is not backing down from a chance to finally secure peace

between these countries.

You can see our overview here, and I will take you to see

any and all countermeasures we have in place.

You tell us if there's anything we overlooked.

Well, if this is what we're working with, then...

...we're here to help.

I'm afraid that invitation is for you only,

Officer Strain.

I can't have someone who's put down

admirals and a SecDef anywhere near POTUS.

I get it, ma'am.

But as someone who knows how to work around or through your countermeasures,

who better to tell you how to keep the president safe?

POTUS arrives in one hour.

He stays with you, me or a partner force every step of the way.

We should have stayed inside at this rate.

And get tagged for eight murders?

No, thank you.

If we don't find those missing weapons,

we'll have a lot more than eight bodies on our hands.

You know who that is?

That's Athens' chief of station Len Pella.

He's tight with Vic, and the locals love him.

Oh, yeah, he'll get us in there.

Yeah.

We made it to Odesa.

Any luck on your end?

We'll know shortly. You?

Grimes' team didn't even budge.

Ceremony's still on.

What about Andrenov's camp?

Vic says anyone who put this deal together is a target.

I got a contact on the inside.

Give her a heads-up if you're interested.

Maybe Andrenov can talk some sense into the Russians and Ukrainians.

Roger that.

I'll let her know you're inbound.

Look, I'll give you a heads-up when I get some intel on these weapons, okay?

Check.

Agent Scheer, change of plans.

Freddy and I need to make a stop before we meet you at the site.

Copy that.

Ms. Tomenko, I'm Officer Strain.

This is Mr. Donovan.

I know who you are.

Raife said you have something important?

Yes, ma'am. Thanks for seeing us.

So you had no luck convincing President Grimes to change course?

I don't think he wanted to hear it from me.

But, sir, there is a chance that you could get him to stand down or delay.

Delay peace?

Look, I understand the importance of vigilance.

I do.

But this accord is happening.

Ukraine needs it.

The world needs it.

I will reach out.

I don't know if President Grimes will listen,

but at least the threat will be harder to ignore.

Thank you, sir.

Ma'am.

And thank you, Mr. Reece.

Katie's reporting of your story caught my eye,

and VoltStreem has been crucial

in promoting the peace plan.

Huh.

Be careful out there, sir.

You as well.

There you go.

All right, step up. Next, please.

Thank you, sir.

- Name? - Pavel Egorov.

Gentlemen.

Agent Kotova and Agent Isay of the Russian Federal Protective Service.

I asked them to join us.

That's a lot of ground to cover.

And we have a lot of agents covering it.

Three nations working together.

Ukrainians and Russians have the ground level.

We have the countersniper positions.

What's the sniper threat level?

Moderate.

To the front is the port.

Rooftops mainly on the flanks, but as you can see,

our sniper teams are positioned to monitor all of them.

And everything has been searched and secured out to 2,000 meters.

Inside the palace grounds?

Event's been limited to 200 delegates,

all cleared off-site and brought in on clean buses.

Drones have been scanning for any suspect heat signatures.

Teams have been patrolling the palace grounds

for the past three days.

Mr. President.

POTUS on the move.

POTUS is on the move. I need to split off.

President's 20 minutes out.

You're in good hands with Agent Kotova and Agent Isay.

Finally. Let's go.

Here, we'll need gloves.

Ox, Eli, start weighing every pallet and MILVAN.

Tal, check the digital manifest.

Copy.

All right, this is still an active crime scene.

You boys aren't even supposed to be in here.

The Greeks'll give you 15 minutes.

We'll take whatever time we need.

Right.

We can cross-reference

the digital manifest with the hard copies

while you weigh individual pallets.

This is gonna take hours we don't have.

What about the cameras?

Video comparison software.

Yeah, no, they stopped recording right before Grey's arrival,

but I can compare the footage right before they cut the feed

to what we have now.

Right there.

Look at the MILVAN.

Its seal is in a completely different position.

Uh, does it look anything like this one?

Found it in the bin.

Guess whatever kicked off with the bratva

happened before the Greeks could clean it up.

Pull the manifest.

It's an exact match.

All right, let's get it open.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the program will begin in 15 minutes.

-It's our boy. -Please take your seats.

-Ladies and gentlemen... -Go ahead.

We found the missing shipment.

Your snipers are equipped with two CheyTac M200s

with Nightforce scopes and ballistic computers.

CheyTacs.

That's a two-mile gun.

Yeah, that's not all.

Tal.

Grey also stole eight FLOCKs,

"full loadout combat kits,"

each containing an AK

and plate carrier with level 4 plates,

Kevlar helmet, Glock 19s

and NVGs.

So, eight weapons and NODs?

Yeah. And a radio repeater.

All right.

Let us know if you find anything else.

Copy.

Why eight kits?

Night vision? Ceremony's at noon.

Secondary attack.

Like the London bombing. Sniper hit and a ground assault.

Fully equipped with NVGs and a comms repeater.

Only time I ever used repeaters was when our comms

wouldn't push out of the caves in Afghanistan.

Hey.

The intel package

said there's catacombs that run beneath the city.

Used during World War II as bomb shelters.

Miles of them.

Some are still being used today.

Those tunnels run beneath the palace grounds?

Yes.

We secured all known entry points.

Agent Kotova,

take Officer Strain.

Mr. Donovan and I will handle the countersniper work.

We'll make that call.

You want the high ground, or...

you ready to head back in some tunnels?

Fifteen minutes till the ceremony.

Where's the nearest entrance to the catacombs?

Just below us.

Easy day. I take the tunnels.

Show these wannabe snipers there's levels to this game.

Let's go.

We need access to the catacombs.

A possible terrorist threat.

Ask him if he's got a map.

Karta?

Isay, we need agents out to the Hotel Cesar.

Twenty-eight hundred meters southeast of our location.

Top floor, multiple windows

with line of sight to the lecterns.

Agent Scheer, is POTUS landing?

He's ten mikes out.

I need you to keep him in cover until the new perimeter's secured.

Three thousand meters. How copy?

Three thousand...?

Our teams are only set up to cover out to 2,000.

Correct.

We're stretched thin. Might take a few minutes.

New intel on possible weapons system in play.

Praying 3,000 is enough.

I'm gonna need a sniper loadout at this location.

Copy that.

It is time.

Top floor is clear.

Four agents will stay to ensure the building remains secure.

Gentlemen.

He's with me.

An American officer.

This is almost directly beneath the palace.

It's locked down.

No one's getting to the palace grounds from here.

What about that area?

Is sealed up.

Sealed, huh?

That section of the catacombs goes away from the colonnade,

toward the southwest side of Odesa.

That leads to the delegate hotels.

The American hotel?

Let's go.

President is five mikes out.

Donovan.

Go for Donovan.

Our asset said he put those snipers on a boat, right?

Affirmative.

What if they never got off the boat?

Three thousand seven hundred three meters.

Straight out from our position,

water's edge, there's two cargo ships.

One white and one blue?

I need you to keep the glass

on the flag on the white ship.

Yes, I see it.

All right.

If it changes, whips, locks full out,

I want you to let me know.

If they have CheyTacs and ballistic computers,

then 3,700 is doable.

Depending on who's pulling the trigger, it could be even longer.

DOPE on this rifle goes out to 2,000 meters.

It's gonna be a Hail Mary if I got to send a round.

Scheer, this is Strain.

We have two cargo ships, 3,700 meters,

could provide hide sites for our shooters.

Can we get a team out there before the event kicks off?

We can get them there, but no way

they make it before the event starts.

POTUS will proceed unless we have hard evidence

shooters are in the vicinity.

Greg, buddy,

if our shooters are in there,

they're gonna be sending lead from over two miles away.

I need you to start glassing

all the containers on the left ship.

I got the right.

On me.

All right, you're looking for anything

that disrupts the natural rhythm of the area,

something that just doesn't feel right.

Could be a shadow,

a color that's off.

Anything that seems out of place.

I need you to scan and rescan.

Your brain is gonna register the inconsistency before your eyes do,

so you're gonna feel something's off before you see it.

We got a wall charge.

We got a lot of C2.

We got two dead, six more to go.

Must be multiple breach points.

They're using a repeater to communicate through the tunnels.

Disconnect that base unit.

Freddy, radio check, over.

Freddy, radio check, over.

Fuck.

We have no comms.

Can you make your way back?

I will alert all security teams in U.S. hotel.

Be safe.

Aw, come on, come on.

Come on.

Greg, my ship.

Second row, third from the left.

Red container, dark red.

My eyes fucking with me or does something

about the container look different from the rest?

I'm not seeing it, sir.

Confirm 12.9 mils of elevation.

12.9 mils.

Odesa has long been a gateway city

between East and West.

Between the sailors of the Black Sea

and the farmers of Ukraine and Russia.

And today, this city acts as a gateway

between a brutal war

and a lasting peace.

Spool it out.

We need to blow the charges.

It's too early, Tariq.

We can't wait any longer!

We have to blow them now!

Let's go!

Before I invite our partners to say a few words,

I'd like to thank President Drozdov

of Russia,

President Andrushko of Ukraine.

It's time for this war to end.

This treaty, once signed,

returns Crimea to the people of Ukraine.

Ten kilometers per hour wind...

...left to right.

It ends U.S. sanctions against Russia...

I'm holding eight mils left...

you hold 8.5.

Confirmed.

…and sets a two-decade timeline for NATO membership.

Lecrone, watch your back!

Now he's hit! They keep coming, boss!

Roll it, roll it, roll it! Move!

Sir, we need to set up that QRF now!

I got two guys KIA, Barnes is barely breathing.

Donny, you good?

Donny?

Hey, get up!

LT,

I need you to get up!

- CCV's on the way! - Go, go, go!

Let's go! On me!

Get back in the

fucking fight!

On you. Take it.

Move. Move! Let's go.

Win the fucking fight.

Hold your fire!

I'm American!

I'm stepping out.

Okay?

What hotel is this?

Put your fucking gun down! What hotel is this?

Il Decameron. Russian Hotel.

Wind is shifting.

Right to left.

I'm 8.5 mils right.

You're nine.

Copy. Holding nine.

Be advised, stopped a terror attack

on the Russian hotel.

Repeat, the Russian hotel.

Take the shot in...

three...

All units... security breach at the Russian hotel.

…two...

Clear the stage! Repeat, clear the stage!

…one.

Shots fired.

Shots fired.

Get the president off the stage. Get the president off the stage!

What the fuck? Take the shot.

Security!

President Drozdov!

Muzzle flashes confirm

blue cargo ship, second row, third in from the left.

Going hot.

Team is two mikes out from the cargo ship.

Solid hit.

Next target.

Next target confirmed.

Got you, motherfuckers.

Was that a muzzle flash?

Off the stage!

Greg, what's that flag doing?

Fuck.

Agent Isay is compromised.

He marked my position.

Freddy, secondary threat eliminated.

Coming to you.

Freddy.

Coming to you, what do you need?

Fuck.

I need a status on the blue cargo ship.

Blue cargo ship locked down.

One shooter KIA.

No sign of the second shooter.

Can confirm POTUS is safe.

You're a good man, Freddy.

Fucking frogman to the end.

Mr. Andrenov, what of the peace treaty?

What now?

-Please talk to us. -We will issue

the official statement tomorrow.

-Mr. Andrenov. -No questions tonight.

Andrenov!

Pavel Egorov. Moscow Dnevnik.

We have a photo shoot today.

Oh, no, no photo shoots, not after what happened today.

Now more than ever... the people need to know there are men...

like Mr. Andrenov.

Men strong in a crisis.

I can capture this moment.

One photo upstairs.

You'll need to use our standard backdrop.

Please make it quick.

Whatever works for you, I'm flexible.

I'm starving, Yana.

Could you check if there's a kitchen open?

Okay. Um...

Yuri is here, in case you need anything.

Thank you.

Hello, Mishka.

What the fuck are you doing in my hotel, Oliver?