Ep 9 | The Archangel

This series contains strong language and violence, it is fiction, resemblance to reality is coincidental, this is barehunt. Previously on barehunt. There were no options. Hotel Nuro, Beijing Henderson Centre and the New Capital Museum. But if any marksman could make the hotel work, they do the hotel. His name is Tom McDuff. And this is where I've got a bit stock. You're something links 32 Belgrif Square, the kickback, and Tom McDuff, the dismissalder. I think McDuff got close to something. Now he's disappeared and Pilgrim Moore is dead. The current president offered us a place in an observing role at the Peace Summit. That's a good Prime Minister. That's a story. We are at the table, although I fear you may well be on it too. This, on the left, is what we assume is our observation of a likely firing point. Hotel Nuro, Glothade. And that has a clear shot. From that Western face, yes. From Darni's fucking stag in soul. I've stagged you for a dead man. Yeah, you're still turned up, Duff. Comes down by a couple of shifty ones. Then get a decent look, and show away. Thought I felt shivers down my fucking spine. No, you really are. What they think you are. A rogue. Did we start the age of regime decapitation? No, he and the rest of his kind need to lend our consequences. Even at the top, I've got to get the other side of those pearly gates. I've got to see him, pal. I've got to see him, you know? How are you going to give way to slip? Hotel Nuro. You know, Robo, I meant to say earlier. A trick shot only really works if you call the shot you're going to take before you take it. It's got a trick shot. Let's hear it. Talk me through it then. Otherwise, it doesn't count as a trick shot. Talk them through it. Watch it on the fucking news. You said it, mate. You said it in a trick shot unless you call it. So come on, man. Call it. Fuck it, fine. Look, I've done the hard part. You killed them already, up here. No, but a fuck show and wait. That gets me the space I need. Fucked it. Oh, like I said, there's only one location where the shot would come from. Where is that? Me, huh? Welcome to Hotel Nuro. Hello, dear. I stayed in room 1605 when I came out here with my wife a long time ago. I've met a reservation. Planted myself in the window like some red light fucking madam. Hally. Hi. I know what it is. So hard part is done, is it? Oh, hi. Next part is easy. What's that? Don't do a fucking thing. Okay, not a thing. Got it. Fly home from Seoul and sit in your ass in Beijing. Not a fucking thing. Running down the clock. I'll run down the clock. Sean can fucking run around Beijing. Risky, even for you. For Caligula, maybe I'm here to execute Operation Tiberius, thanks. So just play low. Play low. Do the job I'm paid to do. And, you know, cash in the packs for the big day. Mr. Duffy, you are always the last to leave the range every day. Hi. I enjoy shooting. You can never have too much range timed out. In all honesty, your men are catching me up every day. If I don't train harder than name, I'll never stay ahead of them. And I basically live in the compound, so what else can I be? This has been noticed, Mr. Duffy. You are always with the armors. Always checking on the students' progress and equipment. What's this, too? Access cards to the range of armory. All snow leopard instructors have access to conduct their duties properly. And you are instructor. Many thanks, too. Although, you know what this means, don't you? What? Those armors are getting no peace from me now. These are pamphlets we've worked on. Close quarter battle, sniping. Close protection drills. A big thanks to towel on that. You better translate that. I just thanked you, too. Now, the best are not the best because of their big ticket abilities that look cool in demonstrations for politicians. The best are the best because they know their trade inside and out. They are the masters of basics. Obsessive of the details committed entirely to answering that question you all should have asked yourselves. Am I good enough? Have I trained thoroughly enough? Is my plan the best it can possibly be? The answer is your own to make. I refuse to have that any other way. And do you know what the key to that is? Reading. It's reading, being well read. Across as many areas of warfare, geopolitics, physics, geography, that is what starts to separate the snow leopard from everybody else. Be the subject matter experts in everything you turn your hand to. Not just for you, but for the man beside you. And for the country you serve. Which means. Obsession with detail and excellence through competition. We're going back to pen and paper, wall charts. So you can all see how you stack up against your peers. I will be maintaining this personally in the armory. I will now be performing random inspections. I will examine your logs and correspond them with your weapon. Here on the wall is my check sheet. There's your names and numbers. I will tick off that your total round's fired is correct. I will tick off that you have acknowledged round since last clean. Round since last barrel checks. I want to see your dates and session IDs. Location, rifle serial number, confirm zero distance. Any uptick adjustment made with approximate temperature. Notes. This is for maintenance, okay? Maintenance. I want to see this, yeah? Cleaned. Yes, no. You got access. There's your pecs of the job, Robo. Not that me taking a rifle from my own practice is unusual. I've been there a couple of months now. I make sure they see me. Check it in. Check it out. Practice. Practice. Over and over with this fucking Chinese piece of shite. You get to know the flaws, you know what I mean? Work around them. Work with them. Every single day. Check it in. Check it out. Run an inspection. Do the logs. Wake up. Do it all over again. Not before I check the wind speed and visibility of my exact firing position. How the fuck have you got the wind speed and visibility of your exact firing position? Embaising. I want to get a signal to London. I think a detailed one. Like a fucking, I want a clearance for something, kind of detailed, a big fucking message. No, we have a communications protocol via the lines agreed with SIS. Higgs socials plus the embassy expenditure logs. We don't have clearance to expand to other lines of communication. You do your shite, I'll tell you. I'm asking you now, right? As a valued agent in the field, how do you get something back, permissions to conduct an action? You want a conversation? Just a yes, no answer is what I need. We've got fucking, we're two weeks away, Zhang. I need to know if we can act to secure Duffy, a deliberate action. If we can PID Duffy, in that hotel. Tell me what you have in mind and I'll tell you how we can communicate the message. That fucking thing right there. Hotel Noir, yes. Three ways up, each shape, center spine, then flanks. South flank is two windows off the edge. See the slimmer column? That's stairwell. Northside's identical symmetry build. Cheap, efficient. Central shaft thicker. That'll carry lifts and utilities. Scene? Yes. I've been recording pattern of life of the hotel. Top two floors are a duplex penthouse, single residence footprint, long term let right, not fucking transient fucking one night stands and fucking orgies, proper like family life, fixed. Window three from the left there, see that? Copt, four and five fucking teddies, toys, storage bins, family unit, settled. Not a short stay, that's fucking domestic permanence, right? Let's consider firing position. We know it's not roof level because drones. Day of the parade the Chinese will possibly have thousands of them at fly. They've got cameras yeah, thermal ones. Roof tops are suicide, be quicker to just fucking dive off it and call it a day. We know, can't be top two, can't book it out, let's drop down. Ground is lobby and reception, second floors function space, conference auditoriums, halls in that footprint, gyms it to above it on three, see that frosted banding, that'll be for humility management, okay? Now the guests stack begins, window rhythm tightens, identical bays, but look at the stairs, they don't sit on the extreme north and south edges, they're in set two window bays, why? Best views are on the corners, fucking right. Corners carry the view, dual aspect suites, premium rate, families, exec stays, long bookings, mid stack singles, Duffy needs 1.6K down Chang'an, straight line, below the gym line, the angles wrong. First nine floors won't clear the frontage, so he starts around here. 12 floor. Exactly, working band is 12 through to 16 central stack block B, west facing, that gives us 48 rooms, right? No, no, stairwell right there, so 40. Right, yeah, agree. You want to ask London if you can hard knock 40 doors in downtown Beijing? We don't need to. You have a room in mind. Focus now on the 16th floor, 5th window from the left. That would be the hotel no room, 1605, next to the north side stairwell. Quick exit. Every day, I've done the balcony selfie, right? The views, all that fucking garbage. Look through these. Zoom them all in on 1605. Every day the scene. Every day the same. Every night the same. No lights on. Ever? No, so no one's going in and out, because the key card usage will power the lights. The lights know when someone uses the room and no one is using the room. He needs the room to practice the shot. No, he needs the room to be occupied by nobody but himself. This could have been reserved fucking six months ago for a weiner. You're listening. Wait, wait, wait. I'm going through my photos this past week, zooming on 1605 now. So, he just calls the hotel and says, like, I've had that room before. I love it, but he just wants a full two weeks. What? Holy shit. Shang. The world leaders at the grandstand on Chang'an. They're there from 1300 to 1430 hours, right? Yeah. Three days ago. Our selfie. Look. This ain't from the balconies from the square. Just zoom in to the room. 1605. Fuck me. He said the window. That's him. That's fucking Duffy. That 1pm. Dress rehearsal for his shot. Get this image uploaded. Get the message to London. We raid the room. We raid the room over hotel? Yes. We can't even guarantee he's going to be there. If he can on September 3rd, can't we? You want to leave it until the last minute? That's your decisive action shot. Get the fucking message to London. Make the case with the image. Then a yes, no to strike. That's job one. And job two? What's that exactly? You said you could get a gun from the bat market, right? Blackbird. You want a gun? Mead will be more accurate. If we go in and he's armed and we aren't, he might just drop the boat first rather than be caught. Oh, where are you going? To us, the hotel near where they brought any rooms available in two weeks. I also want to reach out and say thank you to our Russian counterparts here with us today in DOI Ricotta. I want to thank you, Mrs. Actory, for joining us. And we understand totally that your president has a busy schedule. As a source, we think these talks will be the launch pad for what we see is the single most important issue of our time. And having these discussions in an open but competitive manner, that's what our president likes to say. Two sides coming together, making a deal. A deal that has the greatest payout possible. Pace. Pace and stability. Thank you. Oh, and thank you and welcome to our team from Great Britain. We do have a word of leader here after all. Thank you, thank you Miriam, for attending this, these talks. Thank you. I'll just earth. Cuts, fucking cunts. Yes? Hey. Hi, Eddie. All good? Yeah. The team here saying those pictures of the room don't really work because you're off to the side. Yeah, that's the that's the situation, Eddie. So what do you want to do? This is what we wanted, right? To be at the table, to be involved in the peace talks. We are involved, but not in the way we want. The Anglo-Russian deal is a key point on this plan. That's good. That's why we're there, right? We're facilitating a prosperous peace, yeah? Yeah. Yeah, that's true. And like, it's saving, like, saves billions, in military spending, and it makes billions. So, you know, someone said to me a long time ago, on the campaign trail, they said, how can you negotiate with a man that is trained in deceit? I brushed it off, but that's his training to deceive. They don't teach governing in the KGB. They teach deceit in God. Prime Minister, this is how big moments feel, right? We need this for our vision, yeah? Don't throw that away. We can fuck him in a few years, we can do whatever, but we have to break free from the fucking chains on this country, yeah? Yes. So, you think that will be formalized today as first offer. Yeah, that's right. So, in short, from a long time, the Russians have pushed back on US security guarantee for Ukraine, but with the, with our participation. Yes. Yeah. To help develop Russian trading interests, they are willing to allow a US security guarantee. That's great. Yeah. Was there anything on the Donbass, minerals, furp, the stochon trend facility built? No. I'll um, we should probably get back sooner than planned, just to ensure we can get this through. Yes. When would you expect a date for that? You'd be looking at a week from now. Pete Nichols, he may need to be primed. He's buying back pretty hard on the government transparency issues. Fuck. Right. So, let's pin the discussion for week, commencing 31st. Would have to be midweek, Wednesday or Thursday, because to start a week, we've got to be leaking and getting the positives into the conversation. Get our position out before it could be decided for us. Right. - Thursday, that gives us time. - Sure, the third, third of September. - Yes, busy day. I get them meeting with Mel and Keith. First thing tomorrow, please. - Sure. (sighs) (dramatic music) (dramatic music) - Yep. - Miss Murray, I believe this is first level here. - Great, what am I looking at? - Cyber Attack, originating from Beijing. Simple DDoS. - Okay, thanks. (phone ringing) - Mel? - Keith, got a signal from Blackbird. - Nothing on social, I'm just curious. - No, no, it's extensive. She's opted for a discontinued communications channel. - Pre-2022 overall. - Older, this is an '02, '03 maybe. - '02 or '03, what the fuck is she thinking? - She's thinking fucking smartly, Keith. - It's a chess platform, online PVP, Apache web server, just move notations and simple chat box. (sighs) - Fuckin' hell! - Yeah. - All right, what, what does the message say? (upbeat music) ♪ I know you know this me 'cause you know how I shine in the dark ♪ ♪ They told me I look like a star, how you do it like that ♪ ♪ That I can do it non-stop ♪ ♪ Whoa ♪ (upbeat music) - Yep. - Daddy, it's Jamie. - Huh. - Find my number, give me a-- - Found a few things, then share them with you with the old wagon pub on Tuft & Street. - Give me an hour. (dramatic music) (doorbell ringing) - You really do do the hand pump beer stuff in real life, do you? - Not just for the cameras. What can I get you? - I'm all right. - Go water. - Course, optimizing, yeah? Elite hydration and electrolytes? - Alcohol spikes cause, oh. Causes muscle protein breakdown. - What was the fucking-- Why did you have that article call you? Cerebral, super athlete, was it? (laughing) - That was fucking it, wasn't it? - Fuck man, Jesus. - I just don't drink, Jamie. Not a big fucking deal, mate. - Did she like it? - She only fucking not. - What's that? - Bitter's, eels. She had a few on the campaign trail plus that picture from the referendum. The two pints up in the air, do me a fucking favour. - Yeah, now, tonight. - She don't, there's no way. Is that what this big meeting is for, is it? Cause, sort of fucking busy, to be honest. - Tell me about the peace deal. The Russia deal. - Why would I do that? - Well, I might consider buying you some time if you give me a heads up. - Are you for real? - I'm for the people, Addy. - You really not letting this guy? - No, no way. Did you kill him? - Sorry, what? - Tom McDuff, where is he? Did you kill him? Got a little work to be, buzzing away for me. That's some good work. I watering stuff, Addy, it's how I, how I attack it. - That's what I'm trying to figure out. - What point number is this, Jamie, exactly? - Look, it don't fucking make sense to me, mate. We got thatcher 2.0 in the hot seat apparently. God, you fucking should up cerebral super athlete. Ready to strike this golden deal with the world. But all I see is cash for Russia. Influence for Russia. Concessions for Russia. Where's our fucking coordination, brand bananza, bonus of whatever the fuck? There's no upsides. What the fuck are they doing? How can this go through? - Or maybe you just don't understand it. - Well then, I had a fucking come to Jesus revelation. - I realized, Addy, it's not for us. It's for you. 20 million quid house. How much do you see of that? Gumping merch? If you don't strike me as the generous type. - I've told you, this story won't work for you. - And it won't work for your party of the people. So reignity, yeah? Could do, could do, yeah, could reign it in. I'll consider it. But I keep glancing at that dartboard just there. You see it? And I keep thinking, if, let's see, there was a picture of Miriam Brandman, Alex Kurnway on there, pinned to it, right? And I had a dart. Who do I aim for? Right? I don't really care which one you aim for, Jamie. Neither do I, Addy. Neither do I. Isn't that fucking wonderful? Jesus. - Come in. Prime Minister, Mel. I've got Keith Box all with me. Hi, Keith. - Hello, Prime Minister. - You know, I got back from Doha early this morning, had a message from a guy I had on the campaign. Body language expert. He asked me if everything was okay. I thought, fuck, that's not good to sign. If that's what he got from my press photos. Yeah, sure it was all good. Well, what worries me is, I don't think my body language was anywhere near as bad as what I see right now, with you two. Not good? - Not good, not bad. - Five days, Keith. Five days until the parade. - Yes, Prime Minister. - What's the latest communication? - The latest is unfortunately outdated by a week, but we will respond. We should respond immediately. - That requires your input, Prime Minister. - Go on. Blackbird used an older comms protocol. And in this chat box here, she has outlined their situation and next steps. Only we were not open to these lines of communication and couldn't interpret via the social media and embassy routes. She launched a DDoS attack on the site from Beijing to get our attention. So we're only reading this now. - That's right, Prime Minister. This is a request to enter their location of interest, possibly with excessive force, possibly even as a night raid. - Location. What has happened to our person of interest? - They know of a location, a location that I have no doubt Sean Wade has studied, knows the weak points of, knows where the cameras are, the movements of the security personnel. This raid will get us entry to what is highly likely to be the firing point. The firing point. Does it look out on the parade or something? - Exactly that, Prime Minister. We have been prompted to review this image taken from the ground on the 12th. - Good Lord. - That's him. Duffy. At the window. At 1,400 hours, Prime Minister, yes. The time of day we believe he'll take the shot. - This is his hotel room, is it? Very unlikely he is lodging there, but he has the room in his name, yes. - When Sean Wade, when would he do it? Enter the hotel. - Seems clear that this is his priority for Wednesday night. - Sorry, Wednesday night. - Correct. - The parade is on Thursday. - Yeah, he may even wish to enter Thursday morning. We have to ensure that Duffy is in the building. - God almighty. - Prime Minister, we can't forget that Duffy has a job out there. A job with the military where he will no doubt attempt to secure a weapon and gain entry to that hotel in a perfectly legitimate manner. As you noted, he's got that room for this time, particularly on that day. They won't scan his bag for weaponry. He gets to his spot, then without our intervention, it's over. - There's nothing we can do in the meantime. We can't leave this to the night before, Mel. - Sean is constantly monitoring the building, right? If he spots Duffy enter an hour, a day before we expect Sean will execute raid at the earliest possible opportunity. So from what we understand, this is the last time Duffy was spotted, in relation to that building. This shot of him in the window of… "Of room 16 or 5, correct, Sean and possibly Blackbird will soft knock for entry when Duffy is most likely to be in there. Hard knock, if necessary." "It is also worth, for your judgement, Prime Minister, to note that our team will acquire a firearm, Duffy, after all, will be armed." "Primoniously?" "Just a second, Mel. This is… We have to all appreciate the weight of what you're asking." "I know." "It's risk on top of risk, and every day that goes by where we don't communicate what is going on, to Beijing, to Moscow, to Washington, every day we opt not to do that, the scale of the fallout compounds. I am learning the hard way. We are not remotely a military superpower." Far from it, gone are the days, right? And right now, right to this second, we are taking action that will incur the wrath and fury of all three." "Primoniously, if I can, this country has never relied on size, we rely on standards. Our advantage has always been the caliber of the individual, trained longer, trusted further. It's why Duffy is out there. It's why we know the whole world could change in a fraction of a second, if he decides that it must." Look, I get how things look from the other side of the resolute desk and at the UN or in the press rooms, but we are never have been a nation measured in megatons. We are measured in judgement, in training, in discipline, in experience, men like Sean, men like Duffy. They are our most valuable weapons, so pilgrimage knew that better than most. They are exceptional assets of state. And if we have to use them, I can assure you, it's because it is absolutely the best option on the table. Do it. Raid it. Get him out. Thank you, Prime Minister. Prime Minister? The volume of global politics doesn't get any quieter as you head east to Beijing out of the Victory Parade, celebrating their triumphs in the mid-20th century against Japan, because ECB has put out all the stops and they control message out of this parade after they. Oh man, it was in a days. We won't be open much longer. You're welcome to stay while I busy myself. No, no. I should… I'm quite busy later, so… Of course. Yeah. Have you had your grand confrontation yet, Tom? Have I… with the Almighty? He hasn't mentioned anything, you see. Nah. Never did… get around to… always tomorrow. Don't think there is actually… don't think there is. You said the Lord picked on you. Hi. What makes you think that, Tom? Long story. Oh. I'm sure. I guess… There's… things I know about myself. I know my weaknesses. I know my strengths, that's… I have to, for my job, right? Being a father was a strength of mine, you know, and… I was… fucking… I excelled. Fucking yeah. No. He warned me though. He warned me with spam that Whitney swam the right way up the tunnel, right? Maybe he didn't ignore me. I ignored him. I had two girls. I mentioned the years without faith. They gave me a few things. Hangover is a stress-related rush, and my girls… I raised them alone… one left home at 18, one at 21. My youngest took her own life the day of her 20th birthday. Never knew what to do with myself after that. I would think to myself, did she take her own life or did God take it? Violet question, very valid. The eldest settled down in the States, she was happy, you know. So totally alone, empty heart, busy mind, too busy. Eventually, I decided to come out here, spin the globe, and pick a spot sort of thing. And… you happy? No. No, I'm not, right? Not yet anyways. But… what others are. People I've met here, I've helped, you know, tirelessly, with my time, my care, with Scripture. I would never have come away from home if my girls were still there. Their absence freed me to do the work I do away from the old country with a new flock, a new purpose. The Lord has a dodged many to be alone, Tom, to be without David, Moses, Job, Jeremiah. It was their isolation, and their great pain, yes, that invoked great deeds, champions in distant, hard lands. He will have his reasons, I'm sorry to say, and you will have reasons to hate him for that. But he left you with life, and likely a cause. Fatherhood, for all its blessedness, bounds the heart, Tom. A guardian of the family must be present, must be moored, with that bright thread from his soul to that of his own, but when he is unbound, when that thread that sinew is broken cast off, what then? He drifts to distant worlds, to distant deeds, for there are such tasks that a guardian with duties to kin may not undertake, but a wandering champion, yes, he may have been consecrated for such purposes. You've got a decision to make, then, mate. All the decisions are made, Robel, and you know once again to get into position? I do. What? Hour? Two hours before? 12. All the decisions are made. Robel wants you to cross that threshold, to see if they are restrictions, devices, so it's a situation, Mel. Hotel raid is go. Okay, hold it, hold it, thank you for your help. Okay, got the key card for the elevator. Put it in. Communicate to London. Wait until we have the target. We want every step of this recorded, for our sake as well as this. Do it. Listening. On site, 0-200 hours local time. No visual confirmation of targets since last message. We sound like we're planning for a confirmation. They know we can only monitor the East entrance from our location. It's a limitation they've been briefed on. Local time there is 0-200. That gives us 12 hours until Duffy takes the shot. Blackbird and waiter on site at the Hotel Nioh. Armed. Yes, Premier sir. Megendry. Combs as detailed as possible please. 16-05. Here we go. It's dark in the call out. Okay. So sorry sir. It emergency sir. So sorry open door please. Reception. Key card not working. We have a water leak from your room sir. We must check okay. There's something running in there. I hear it. One more. So sorry sir. It emergency sir. Call out failed. Starting door breach. Soft knock no response. Hard knock initiated. Come on, come on, come on, come on. So they're in. In the room. Gun. Here. That's the shower. Far end. Next to the bed. Roger get behind me. We're clear on the right. Clear. Bedroom secure. No sign of weapon. Could be in that bathroom within. Step back from the door. I'm checking. What we got. It's unlocked. Ideal. Come on, Duffy you can't. Soft knock. Excuse me. No. Good off. No. We've got a porcing entry. You can't kill him. I'll do you. What's necessary? Son. No fucking move. No fucking move, Duffy. Anything. Nothing yet. Are we monitoring what channels we can? We're doing what we can. Some channels may spake an activity of any agency suspect something in that location. The second we see that. We evacuate. Yes. Do we have a code word for that? For them to understand. I don't want to back and forth. Landslide. Landslide. They hear that. They get the fuck out. Full mission aboard, out of the hotel, out of Beijing, out of China. Come on. What the fuck is going on? How big is this fucking room? Message. What's the situation? Mal. What does it say? Got you. Got you. Negative. He's not there. That's correct. Fuck. Now, hold on, hold on. Can our agents just wait it out in the room? We should be able to take his spot until he arrives. Then ambush. There's signs that they're saying that their signs, Duffy, may have anticipated this. What do you mean? Sean. Sean. Fucking hell. What is that? It's a gift for me. A necklace? A fucking necklace? Something he tried to give me a long time ago. It's a pendant. I've saved Michael. The archangel. Zhang. Yeah? Call it mission failure. The third of September marks a year since the fatal crash of BA236. We'll be speaking with the family's affected, as well as expert analysis on what exactly went wrong. Just coming up to 11 p.m. here, of course. It's a bright, crisp warning in Beijing ahead of the major gallery. One Earth, are you doing? He didn't reply to my message. It's nearly 11 o'clock at night. Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm trying to sleep. Knowing you can take my daughter. You'll need to school in the morning. I've said yes. You didn't reply. Oh, didn't I? Yeah, fine. No problem. Her first day back. Yeah, I didn't want to do breakfast club on the first day. Yeah, no. I get it. Cool. Yeah. You saved the day, Uncle Alex. Ah, Uncle of the Year Awards coming up. You don't need to pick her up obviously, because she's got a child minder for the memorial. I'll give you a lift to that. Yep, perfect. Right and early. Jason. Bye. Ah, hello. Hi, I'm Sarah Nichols. Yeah, I know who you are, Sarah. It's 10.45. I'm here to help you out, Alex. Ah, sure. I'm serious. It's a store you deserve to know before it goes out. Why do I have the urge to check that my dormant is still breathing? I've been in the game a while. No, openly bragging about infiltrating my apartment building later night. Wonderful. This is about BA236. I'll have a few lots of messages. My articles tomorrow. Straight quotes, nothing twisted. You'll get final copy approval. Maybe say something about Eloise. Do not go to my brother's house. No, no. Course not. Course not. Jamie Arons. I sat with him. He had some choice words in your handling of BA236. Thought I'd extend the offer of countering them? He's the leader of the party now. He's attacked you, Alex, scathing. I don't want my publication to amplify a communist. How about I just go with your side? You said you called me. Hmm. I think you've got my number blocked. Look, Sarah, it's. It's so late, I just. It's an I can ignore Jamie's words entirely, gladly. Well. Oh, thank you. I think to hear from you for the first time since you left office. For it to be about this, it's just so much nicer and more refreshing than what Jamie's gonna go with. Attacking and. I said yes, Sarah. Lounge. Decaf Ti, I assume. Yes, please. You always did say you were too nice for politics. Don't I know it? So, daylight hours now, we're in Beijing. Can we get those two back on the ground? Yeah? We go back over this hole. I think it's not the same Chang'an road or Tiananmen Square that that parade is four hours away. It's locked off. Four hours away. That's a prompt, Keith. Not a problem. It will be swamped, Adam. A few hundred security. They've got bigger fish to fry than tourists. Try tens of thousands of security. Do all the ones saying he's the best, right? If he's the best, he can fix the fucking thing. This. All this is institutional thing. Oh, what the fuck? You even talk about sorry infiltrating Beijing and conducting an armed raid in one of its hotels is institutional thinking Ridiculous brain death you can't comprehend my kind of thinking so it's brain. You're kind of thinking. I can comprehend I just can't be fucked with the four. I report cast daddy. That's enough Enough Proveness the Chinese ventiated their world feed of the events cameras alive and being fed clover. Mal We need those feeds patched into a control room then we'll have those live shots in here with our guys talk back comms, please And so We watch or we act act Yeah, how so Daddy, what action would you have me take now? We call the Russians (dramatic music) (tires screeching) - Sean, what are you doing? - Getting out. - Why would you leave the hotel room? The parade isn't a few hours, you really wanna abandon the spot. - Innovation is overrated. - What? - Something our target once told me. - Yeah, no shit. (laughing) - He told me that while setting up a fake firing position as a trap, what, 16 years ago, fucking Jesus. - Okay, cool. So he's not coming back here? - He's not coming back here. - Ah, this is fucking bullshit! - What? - Like I planned to fuck us hours before the fucking-- - You get to fuck off out of here! You get to go fuck this by when I'm probably on camera in that hallway. And they can go over every move I've made in the last month with you. - Sean! - No fucking serious right now. - Leave the gun. It'll be handy to blow my fucking brains out. Piece of shit. Sean, go. Take your ass over to Beijing International. Sit down on your business class seat. Watch a movie. Take a nap, and you know what? On fact, the second you're playing lands and you're picking out wine at Gatwick or a Heathrow, I'll probably be imprisoned, okay? - The airport. - Sean, I'm serious. I'll be the fucking room now. - Fine. - Fucking baby, the fact that it doesn't-- - He's a chef! - Sean! - We, there was an operational brief. First day of this thing, a movement report on him for today. - For who, Sean? - For the Russian president. - You need to leave. Message London. - What? - Leave the country, Jack. - You have to give me the gun. - I'll need it. Message London now. - Message London, what? - Tianjin. - Sean? That's it? Tianjin? Sean? - Fuck. - Where's the spell? - For a good trick show. You have to have the obvious play. The beat and switch. Because that's what everybody looks for. Assess expectation. That's what we revolve to do. That's a good trick show. But the perfect trick shots. They're about timing. And I always say, if you can't be best. - Be first. - PCR to Cobra, PCR to Cobra. - Hearing you, PCR. - Feeds alive for you now. We'll see them. The raid camp feeds. Then, old camera feeds and VT lines. - What footage are they showing live now, PCR? Is this Beijing airport? It's unlabeled on our monitor stat. - Chinese press operation is just showing us live scenes of Tianjin Airport. - Tianjin, 130 kilometers southeast of Beijing. - Well, can we get feed of Beijing instead or what? - Fuck sake. It's not difficult. - This is what the Chinese are broadcasting, and we have to do. - Yeah, I'm saying, can we change it? We're stuck on our runway, fucking the hundred miles away, however. - How do you do? - How do you do? - How do you do? - Yeah, it's funny. - It's one of the reasons why he's been here. - He's a very good person. - Hello? (upbeat music) - Message. - Blackbird, she says Tianjin. - Tianjin. (laughing) - That's why the Chinese are covering it. That's why we have this footage. Oh shit. - I think he's gonna want to take out the ocean plane. No way, no way, it's that more chance to let the police fucking car. - It's like, yeah. - What are we saying, Mel? - There's every possibility that, um, Mel. - It's not in Beijing. - He's not gonna do it in Beijing. The drones there, they would've been all over him on any rooftop. The heat seat, we were right. We seized the ideal spot in Beijing, but it's not Beijing. - Why the fuck is she talking about drones? - But in, at the runway, in Tianjin. - Clear skies, not drone monitoring. - Security personnel, not PLA, right? - No. - Not police. - It's snow leopard muscle at the special unit. You can see on the feed. - Masked, concealed. - Fuck. He's one of them. - I don't know what's happening in Beijing, but somehow, I don't even know what's happening in this fucking room. Oh, someone, put the fuck up, please. - Sit down. - You fucking speak, then, can't tell us. - He's gonna take the shot at Changin Airport. It's 90 minutes from Beijing. It's where the Russian President lands. He takes a protective cavalcade to Changan Road. - Mel, Mel, Wade sent the communication, yes. Of Tianjin, this new location. - Blackbird, his counterpart did, yes. - So, is Wade on his way to mitigate this? Last we heard. - If they know, it'll be doing everything to stop. - Ain't good enough. - Is that enough? - No, it ain't, call him. - Call him, China will be in on the call, man. - You're not calling your people in China, you're calling Russia. - We're not doing that. - I'm not saying it to you. Prime Minister, we have to call the Russians now. We have to call them and tell them. - Call, call the man himself and tell him. - Fucker of a shot. Just shy of a mile. South side of runway. From algae, marsh water. Thread the bullet between a control tower and the corner of a hangar. - Three cars, what's the problem? - It's got socks to lick. - It's so cool. - What am I calling you? - No! - No! - We're on that place. - Here, finish, breathe. - Call him, breathe. - Breathe, the plague of a wanted champion. - Yes. - We are going to see how it happens. - Yes, we are going to see how it happens. Yes, we are going to see how it happens! The National Guard of the Special Forces of the Ministry of Defense, the most important events of the day of the visit and the military forces of the State of the President. We have arrived in China as soon as the first flight of the state, which is associated with the collusion of the strategic partnership and the general. We are not going to attend the visit. I will see you in the next video, and I will see you in the next video, and I will see you in the next video, and I will see you in the next video. [музыка] Пика бы. [музыка] [музыка] Большие путешествия. 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