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Double vision.

What the fuck is that bomb in your head

gonna throw at you next, Reecer?

If you quit on yourself, you quit on all of us.

I fucking made it, Ben.

You go ashore,

you're gonna bring all your bullshit right to the Hastings' doorstep.

VoltStreem has a potential buyer.

Who are we talking about?

Vasili Andrenov.

The oligarch?

The truth about our war is that there are forces who don't want it to end.

This is Mohammed "Mo" Farooq.

Fought alongside our forces

as recently as 2015 in Mosul, Iraq.

In order to find Al-Nawaz...

...we need to find Mo Farooq.

And no one knows Mo Farooq better

than James Reece.

I'm not convinced Reece is dead,

and we are going to find him.

James, welcome back to Africa.

♪ 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 ♪

The Niassa Game Reserve.

Forty-two thousand square kilometers of conservation area.

HHR is responsible for two of the hunting blocks,

and we've just put in papers to acquire a third.

It's gonna be a busy offseason.

You arrived just in time.

You can relax, James.

You may be the world's most wanted out there,

but in Niassa you're just another bloke looking to earn his keep.

That's why Raife sent you.

It's not the farm back in Rhodesia, but it'll do.

It was a gorgeous farm, Rich.

It's a, it's a damn shame.

I stayed as long as I could.

I didn't want the war vets to poach the animals.

Stayed for them, really.

When the violence got worse,

I took what I could and bid for a concession here.

It's pretty damn ironic to be back where I did all that fighting in Moz.

So you're a man without a country?

You know what that feels like, don't you, James?

James.

Cheeky bastards are watching us.

They are the true masters of this land.

We're just the cleanup crew.

A few more hours left, lads.

Let's go.

James?

Come on. It's me.

Solomon.

Wow. My old friend.

I didn't recognize you.

Yeah, when I heard that you were out here, I had to come see for myself.

Who is that?

That's my son.

Gona.

That's Gona?

- Little Gona? - Mm-hmm.

That's Little Gona?

Pleased to meet you, sir.

Likewise.

James, Gona and I wanted to know how is Mtulivu?

Raife? I don't know.

I haven't talked to him in a long time.

But I'm sure he's doing okay.

All right.

Oh, well, when you see him, tell him that Gona's still growing up,

and one day he's going to catch him.

Okay, I'll tell him.

Solomon, wow.

Yeah.

- We'll see you soon. - Yeah.

The timing feels too good to be true, Raife.

Where did you find a seller this fast?

Now, listen, it doesn't matter where we found them.

What matters is, those parts are real.

Well, I need them this month.

Will the inspector slow us down?

I guarantee you they pass inspection.

Can you expedite shipping?

Well, you just let me worry about that, all right?

Okay. We'll do the deal at five million U.S.

Okay. Consider us closed.

Fuck yes.

Charlie.

Yeah?

Those F-16 engines in Texas.

- Tell me you got 'em. - Yeah, I got 'em.

And the Finns are ready to buy.

They're worried about the Russians.

♪ Oh, yeah...

What?

Hey, what's going on?

Saudi Arabia.

Just... hear me out.

Saudis will pay double.

Yeah, and then be free to turn around and sell them

to who the fuck they want, Charlie.

You're worried about ethics?

Raife, we're selling F-16 parts we don't even own yet.

We will own them.

We just have to float a short-term loan.

And then we can sell them to Finland.

We make a small profit, but we sleep better at night,

knowing the U.S. and their allies would never have to face them.

You already promised them to the Saudis.

The al-Qaeda threat is driving the market now, man.

Everyone's waiting for Al-Nawaz to attack again.

Saudis are beefing up.

They're willing to pay us enough

to put Trident True in the black for a year.

A year.

We can hire three more veterans.

Not one, not two. Three, dude.

I'll get assurances they won't resell.

You just make sure those parts pass the inspection.

The parts are perfect.

It's confirmed via a DoD contact of mine.

All right. Good.

'Cause you got other problems.

J.T. called.

- J.T.? In Kyiv? - Yeah.

That Maelstrom drone shipment?

He only got nine of 'em.

No, he's wrong.

I put ten on the pallet at Fort Meade myself.

Brother, I saw the final manifest.

It said nine.

Double-check your friend's work.

We got a missing drone.

All right? Two steps forward, no steps back.

That's how we built this thing.

Hey.

Killing it.

The justice we have delivered in England, Belgium...

These righteous acts are the beginning of a reckoning.

A reckoning fought by an army the invaders built...

...with weapons taken from their own hands.

An army that is everywhere, ready to strike.

Sir.

Another brilliant success, Mohammed.

You shifted world markets in ways that were...

very fortunate to our cause.

Be careful, sir.

You leave a trail when you trade in public.

The Americans have been stealing in plain sight for years.

We need to think more like the enemy when it aids us.

Understood.

Your next target.

Is it the Americans?

Finally?

Russians, sir?

It's dangerous to open wars on too many fronts.

The Russians are our enemies. Drozdov supports a dictator.

They need to answer for what they did in Syria.

Just as the Americans will answer for what they did to your country.

"If anyone attacks you..."

"Retaliate in the same manner."

Retribution has always been written.

Our job...

is just to shine the light.

Understood.

You'll get the weapons when you arrive.

- James. - Yeah.

Woke up to the energizer squawking.

Fence on the north block must be buggered.

Elephants again?

Yeah, probably.

Are you ready for a patrol?

- Yes, sir. - All right.

You stay here.

What do we got?

Poachers.

Now we know who breached our fence.

Found the snares, Mr. Hastings.

Ninety percent of the animals that are caught are left to rot.

Poachers can only harvest so many.

There's a blood trail right here, sir.

- Yeah, this way? - Yeah.

Remember that?

Yeah. It's a bull... warning the rest of the herd.

That's right.

Without a hoof, we'll have to put him down.

Not right to let him suffer.

Spread out.

Closest man takes the shot.

Reece, don't do this.

No!

James,

do you have the shot?

Yes, sir.

I have him.

Go for Otaktay.

I think I just found our missing drone.

You think it's one of ours?

There's no way to know for certain.

It was destroyed in the explosion.

But if that was your drone in the NATO attack, what's that mean?

It means someone was stealing weapons meant for Ukraine

and putting them in the hands of terrorists.

Well, they would've had to pull your drone off the pallet

and change the paperwork to match.

But why that particular pallet?

There's hundreds, if not thousands, to choose from. Why that one?

Every now and then, some politician or celebrity gets a hair up their ass,

decides they want to be a hero.

"So-and-so saves Ukraine."

And they help expedite shipments overseas.

Expedite how?

Those pallets bypass all sorts of SOPs.

Hell, they don't even ask me to weigh 'em.

It'd make sense if any bad actors are doing shady shit with those pallets.

Figure the less scrutiny, the better, right?

Yeah.

Just keep an eye out, okay?

'Cause if what I think is happening happens again,

weigh everything that comes in.

Brother, we were lucky to get out of one war with our ass intact.

Maybe we take a breath before we start another.

Or we could say fuck it to conventional warfare

and keep digging.

I don't remember it being this bad

20 years ago with the poaching.

It's the Chinese.

They use the poachers to supply their mining camp with bushmeat.

Then the heavily armed syndicates come in

and they take down the elephant and the rhino and supply it back to Asia.

- May I? - Yeah, take a look at this.

I've marked every poaching event on the reserve.

Time and place.

The poachers are moving more by water.

We've long thought that the local fishermen were in on it.

Hmm. I'll bet they are.

You know, this is like Vietnam.

You know, everyone knew about the Ho Chi Minh Trail.

But my dad, he told me the NVA,

they-they favored moving their supplies via the river system.

I mean, when we're out there scouting and hunting, we're a deterrent.

But during the rainy season, forget it.

We would need a bloody helicopter to find the poachers.

Or a UAV.

A UAV?

Yeah, a drone.

We've got a drone.

Client left it last season.

Can I take a look at it?

Okay. Batteries are fully charged.

Ugh, we just never learned to fly the bloody thing, you know?

Russian client wanted to hunt with it.

I told him it was unethical.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

All right, back up.

Hey, you're good at this.

Hey, you learned a few things hunting down terrorists.

We train up your men,

won't be any different than hunting down poachers.

Thermal mode activated.

Mr. Hastings?

- Got one. - Got one.

Gona's on him, lads.

I have a canoe carrying bushmeat towards our target.

He's on the move.

He's on the move. I repeat,

he's on the move.

Team, stand by.

Poachers 30 seconds out.

Copy. Standing by.

Hey, hurry up.

Buyer's waiting for us. You're late.

Hurry up. We have no time, guys.

We have to move.

Let's off-load it now, now.

Come on, come on, we need to off-load it now.

Alpha Team, move in.

- Down on the ground! Down on the ground! - Oh, oh, oh, oh!

- Down on the ground! - Get on the ground!

- Hands behind your back! - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Bravo Team, move.

- I said stop. You, down, down! - Don't shoot, don't shoot.

- Don't shoot. - Get down.

Mission success.

Good job.

Rangers are on the way.

You need to duck out, James.

Copy that.

Meet you back at camp.

- Five more. - Thank you.

- Courtesy of Rich Hastings. - Thank you.

Those poachers.

They are good.

But we...

we are better...!

Confidence of youth, eh?

Yeah.

Whoa. Whoa-whoa-whoa.

I'll see you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Hey, hey...

James.

The elephants are close.

Yeah.

Thank you.

They know they're safe there.

No hunting within two Ks of the camp.

Toast.

To the lads.

To the lads.

Till we see them again.

Long live the brotherhood.

Long live the brotherhood.

- What is it, James? - No.

Tell me.

I'm seeing one of them right now.

He's on that rock.

I see them. My men.

My family.

It's one of the positive side effects of what's going on with me.

I've been hallucinating.

They're so fucking real.

So...

I'm dreaming.

You're dying, James.

You're dying.

But out here it feels a whole hell of a lot like living.

Then give yourself permission to live.

Niassa's a place

where you can be a warrior in a garden.

Find some peace.

Hell...

...if I could do it, anyone can.

Even you.

To warriors in the garden.

Targets in position. Commence attack.

- Hey. - Fucking hear me knocking, man?

Or did you go fucking deaf?

What the fuck?

Just putting on some new pipes.

Yeah. I heard it.

Neighbors must love you.

...have since secured the base,

and they've launched a joint counterterrorism operation.

Several suspects...

- Another attack. - Yeah.

We shipped mortar systems and ATAGS to Ukraine last month.

I was asked not to weigh it.

I did it, anyway.

Good man.

I checked, and the number in Kyiv is off.

Let me guess.

The mortars never made it?

Check.

I also hunted down the provenance of the pallet.

Senator Collins out of Georgia.

- Same as the drone shipment? - Negative.

That was a special favor for a Senator Lisa Ann Bolls.

Two missing weapons systems, two terrorist attacks, and two senators.

We'll need some hard evidence tying those mortars to the attack.

Need something we can take to the State Department or FBI.

Could you get something?

What about your commanding officer?

Serko?

He said to take it up with my local congressman

since both pallets got pushed forward by folks on Capitol Hill.

Dude's a scared little bitch.

You know, if this really is something coming out of the Capitol...

...I might know someone who can help.

Keep me posted.

That is one hell of a story, Raife.

Look, I know a lot of the evidence is circumstantial,

but I'm sure you'll agree there's too much just to ignore it.

Ignore it? Fuck no.

I'll call these senators myself.

I'll look into it ASAP.

Thanks, Jay.

- Appreciate you. - Well, I appreciate you for stopping by.

I always wondered what happened to the legend Raife Hastings.

Seriously.

One of the best I ever trained.

I'd be lying if I didn't say that I thought

you might be walking these halls one day.

How about it?

You ever think of making a run for the great state of Montana?

Between your height and your service record,

the other guy would be lucky to poll one percent.

Oh, Raife.

Can't leave without the book, brother.

For damn sure take you back to the glory days.

Thanks.

Go for James.

James, we're at the east fence.

We already finished the repairs.

We're headed back to camp.

We can pick you up at the Rock.

Good copy. I'll meet you at the Rock.

Gona.

Daddy.

Maybe we can ask Daddy if he wants to come with us.

You want to come, Daddy?

I love you.

We're gonna get through this, okay?

Gona! Gona!

Pa!

Pa!

Hey, hey, hey.

Gona.

Fuck you. Fuck you!

Fuck you, you bastard.

Mr. Reece!

Solomon?

Mr. Reece.

Gona.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, Solomon, talk to me.

Where are you hit?

Okay, buddy, all right.

First aid kit.

- Okay. - Mr. Reece.

Eyes up.

Gona, I need you to cover my back while I'm doing this work on your dad.

Keep that gun up.

Solomon, are you hit anywhere else?

All right, Solomon.

Mr. Reece.

I know, brother, I know.

I know, brother. I know, brother. I know.

You killed all of them.

Your old man got one of 'em.

Gona, our truck is shot up.

I need you to go get one of their trucks that works and bring it back to me.

Do you understand?

Gona, your father's been shot.

We got to get him to the hospital, and every second counts.

Do you understand? You understand what I'm saying?

Move.

Open the door.

Both doors, Gona.

All right.

Go around, go around. I got your dad. Go.

Two, three.

Start her up.

All right, go.

Go for Reece.

James. How's Solomon?

He's in a bad way.

But we're in Montepuez now, so we got to be close to the clinic.

You know what the hospital means, right?

- Yeah, I know. - That town isn't safe for you.

I understand. I won't go in.

Okay, Gona. You tell them he was shot

with a 7.62 round in the chest.

There's an exit wound.

You applied a vented chest seal.

Gona, look at me. Look at me, Gona.

It lets out air. You cannot cover the dressing, understood?

Okay?

All right, just open the door.

Let's go, let's go.

Gona, you got this.

Okay? Repeat it back to me. Hold him.

7.62 round with blood escaping.

The dressing...

Mr. Reece?

Vented chest seal. You cannot cover the dressing.

Dressing. Uh, blood... 7.65.

Sorry, 6-5, 6-2.

- Baba. - Gona. Gona, let's get him in, okay?

I got you. I got you.

Baba.

Little help?

That's good.

Put that on, uh, pallet four.

Raife.

Who the fuck did you piss off?

Those F-16 parts failed inspection across the board.

We fucking paid for them and now we can't fucking unload them.

- We're fucked. - Charlie, there's no way.

They should have passed with flying colors.

Yeah, no shit.

Hey, look, I know you were upset about the Saudis,

but d-did you sabotage this, man?

- No, of course not. - Well, someone tanked us.

Hard. Someone on high.

'Cause when I asked why they failed,

I was told two separate senators made personal calls warning our inspectors

that the parts were tainted.

Wait, what?

Senator Bolls and Collins

made personal calls to the inspectors expressing concern.

We sank every fucking penny we had

into guaranteeing the loan on this deal.

- Let me see the report. - Yeah.

You fucked it up, you fix it.

Motherfucker.

It's really the constituents that matter.

I still consider myself very much a man of the people.

I like to come here to remind myself...

You failed our inspections?

No. You failed the inspections, okay?

When you sent me to harass two very senior, very powerful senators.

Your name is listed in this report,

- along with Bolls and Collins. - Who is this, Jay?

Look, Raife, you're not in the teams anymore, all right?

It's dog-eat-dog out here.

I might be 55, but I'm a junior congressman wearing Milk-Bone underwear.

Now, I did what you asked. I looked into it.

If it pissed 'em off enough to come after your company

and ruin what could have been a very lucrative deal,

that's on you, not me.

Hmm.

Easy, easy. Fuck.

You're right.

We're not in the teams anymore.

So tell your new friends I'm coming for them.

Gona called in.

Solomon made it through the night.

He's being transferred to Pemba.

That's good news.

He also said that there were men at the clinic asking about you.

He did a sweep of the area and found a CCTV camera

pointed right at where he parked the car.

I see you've packed.

Were you gonna tell me?

I can help you, James.

I can give you cash, papers,

everything you need to make a run for it.

You started to find a home here. You can find another.

I'm done running.

Then we fight.

No.

No.

It's like you said.

I'm dying.

I'm just not gonna die here.

I'm not gonna take the Hastings family down with me.

I've separated a lot of fathers from their sons.

I made a choice to save Solomon.

I knew the risk.

Thank you, Rich, for everything.

Let's go.