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- What you got there? - I saw you.

- Okay, gimme an impression of the Grinch.

- We could do some green face paint.

- My colleague and I, Mr. Johnson,

have worked the past 10 years

tirelessly to present our works

to the military leaderships of the world.

We have named it BRI,

Body Recovery Immunization.

BRI is a complicated

and technical procedure of which I'm not permitted

to disclose any classified details.

Within our program,

we can adjust select participants

into the greatest combat soldier of any battalion.

A five-year program is necessary

to readjust the body's DNA systematically over time,

that will bring to effect that when injured,

the serum-injected body will recover

and repair itself almost immediately.

This program is necessary as we see an ever-growing need

to advance our technologies, defenses, and troops.

We can utilize these soldiers with exceptional strength

and self-healing technologies as our frontline military

to protect our boundaries, our country, our security,

or for so much more.

My recent development was to

discover an unprecedented solution.

The original BRI infused with alligator blood.

This we have found helps the human body samples

develop a super-strength working within the DNA

to involve every cell one million times faster, better,

and healthier, all at the same time.

There is more, however.

We have discovered that if a arm

or a leg is severed from the body,

it will automatically extend

to the growth of the missing part.

This technology is astounding.

- That's genius. What is the cost of each soldier?

- Billions.

These soldiers would be

so extremely dangerous in the wrong hands.

They could be used against governments for killing people

and robbing banks.

They can be anything.

The only way to kill 'em would be to blow 'em apart

or reduce 'em to ash.

And for that reason, I, I'm sorry

that I cannot put millions of lives at risk.

- Whatever it costs, we'll pay, right?

- Yes.

- You didn't tell me about this.

We're talking about billions, man,

and you walk away.

- Jasper, do you remember we served

in the military in Afghanistan?

I remember you lost a whole load of troops

to occupy a small village.

You hold no care for how many people die,

just so you can have power.

What happens to the soldiers who lose limbs

or are otherwise disabled by war?

It's my responsibility to save people's lives

and not to simply stand by

and let somebody like you take control.

- I don't care who you save.

Look at this world.

It's all about money and power

and a division of rich and poor.

Brave soldiers die in valor for their country,

and it's the cowards that make history.

Now we have the dream, we have the control.

We can do anything we want.

Money?

Yes, billions.

- It's never gonna happen.

- You will get the job done,

otherwise your entire family dies.

Your choice.

You take some time to think about it.

- Put the fucking gun down.

- Calm down.

I can explain.

- Put the gun down.

- I'm in charge here.

Not you.

- Do you know who we are, motherfucker?

- Yes.

Yes I do.

Loco, ex-member of the rebel army,

killed 40 people in Paraty, Brazil with your bare hands.

The army called you Black Panther.

Quick, fast, and good with your hands.

Jesse ex-member, SAS, dedicated warrior.

You have unbelievable flexibility and accurate marksmanship.

I believe you have been on 10 tours worldwide.

Who'd believe that that innocent face

of yours had killed hundreds?

- Kawa, expat martyr, fought Isis.

A deadly man in all aspects of the army,

trained with the Russians, survived the Siberian desert.

You have the strength of 10 men.

I know you have seen the worst that's possible,

and you lost your entire village.

Fei, ex-People's Liberation Army,

highly skilled martial artist,

one of China's best soldiers.

You can stop your heart beating for two minutes and survive.

- How do you know all of this?

Who do you work for?

- I have been following you all for the past year.

You have been homeless due to the government leaving you

alone after you were injured from war, left you for dead.

I'm here to help you, rebuild you,

and give you a chance to get your respect back

by mutilating the bastards that left you for dead.

I'm the good guy here.

- For someone who kidnapped me,

threw me in the back of a van,

and put me on the operating table and knocked me out,

I'm having a fucking hard time

believing everything that's coming out of your mouth

right now.

- You're not the only one who suffered in here lately.

- Shut up, jungle boy.

- Hmm.

- Who are you?

What do you want?

- I'll let you all know another day.

What do I want? Let me show you.

In the meantime, why don't we make friends?

- Well, good.

Let's get to work.

And this is where you are gonna get fit, well,

and strong enough to get back on your feet

and get back out into the field.

- Welcome to BRI Systems,

the future of modern warfare.

- Our prototypes are ready

and awaiting injection of the serum,

though momentarily, we have a slight hiccup.

Dr. Marco does seem to have disappeared and deserted us,

but all is okay.

We're on route to collect his assistant, Dr. Johnson.

Worry not.

He will help us to complete the process.

- Mm.

Very interesting.

- Thank you.

- Very good idea. I love it.

- I would like to take 50%.

- Excellent.

Please follow me.

- Is anyone in this fucking building?

Let me out of here!

I said who is there?

- So what did you do?

Kawa, did you manage to save any of the women and children?

Jesse, I'm really sorry for what you went through.

- Yeah. So am I.

- May I ask you what nationality these men were?.

- American.

- You're quite a survivor, Loco.

- Surviving the jungle is all you have.

They left me for dead.

- Is there anything you'd like to share with me?

- No.

There is nothing to tell.

- I don't, I don't know what you guys want.

- Shh.

Calm down, man.

Calm down, man.

Take it easy, all right?

You can see I'm a nice guy, right?

Here's a little bit of a secret.

Nobody will get hurt.

So tell us, all right?

- Mr. Johnson,

we know you've gone to the newspapers.

- Let's get straight to the fucking point.

Who told you about Hush, huh?

Who the fuck told you, huh?

Huh? - I don't know nothing.

- Ah.

- Please.

I don't know what you guys want.

I don't know what you guys want.

Stop this.

Stop this!

- Da, da, da, da.

- We're not done with you yet, you know?, huh?

Huh?

He's done.

- How long until that part's ready?

- Ten minutes boss, ten minutes.

- Mr. Johnson, he's keeping his tongue tied,

no matter what we do to him,

- Well do whatever it takes to extract it.

We need to gain that intel.

Without it, the machine is useless.

- We are trying, six hours extreme torture,

but he say nothing.

- Well, this is on you.

Sort it.

If you cannot help, find me someone that can.

- As it goes,

we're also investigating this option right now.

There's this guy that we believe has the ability

and technical know-how to reconstruct the serum.

He's coming under our surveillance at Oxford University

where he masquerades around as a laboratory professor,

although we have learned that he's much more than this.

Some say his teachings

and lectures are creating geniuses in the fields of science.

Yeah, he's deffo our man.

- Then bring him in.

What are you waiting for?

- Permission, sir.

- For fuck's sake, man, do your fucking job.

Go!

Go!

Hurry up.

- Daddy!

- Shhh.

- One, two.

One, two.

Gotta control that anger and power.

That's it.

- We have found Professor Adams.

I sent a team to pick him up.

- Excellent.

You know how much this means to me.

I must complete my two-month program.

- I have suffered just like you all.

People like Hush have destroyed

and killed my family.

But the real mastermind behind this

is in charge of numerous bombings and assassinations.

And now we are dealing

with corrupt and most wanted men in governments

that hide by a secret code name called Hush.

The Chinese government

has exiled the worst of the worst criminals

to fight the civilized world.

It's a win-win situation for China

and the world's corrupt governments.

You four are my chosen ones

from each corner of this world,

the best and the deadliest,

to fight many missions.

Follow me.

This is currently happening live, two blocks from here.

It's a location Hush use on a regular basis.

- Why are they torturing him?

I don't understand.

- Well, there's a reason why he is kept alive.

He must know something.

Otherwise he'd be dead already.

- We have to move fast.

- I surgically implanted GPS trackers inside of you.

- What if we lose signal?

- You go to plan B.

- What's plan B?

- I'll tell you later.

Let's move.

- Guys, listen up.

Approach the building.

Remember, no guns.

Hush is all over the building.

Jesse and Loco, use the other door.

I will unlock all as you go.

You are on the first floor.

There is a guy on the right-hand side.

Make your way to the second floor, quick.

Do not enter it.

Carry on up to the third floor.

There is a guy on the right-hand side.

You all need to take the next flight of stairs

approaching the left hand side.

Do not go left.

I repeat, do not go left.

The game room is on the way.

- Yo, bitch.

Get over here.

- Hey, guys.

Winner takes all.

That winner, it's going to be me.

- Fuck.

- Hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing?

Get out, get out.

- Move, bitch.

Get the fuck out of the way.

- Fuck you, bastard!

- Kawa.

- Are you okay?

- What happened?

- Guys, Loco's hurt bad.

- How bad?

- He's losing a lot of blood.

- This building's is close.

Stay here with Loco.

I'll go alone.

- No, there's more Hush in this building.

We stay together, we go together.

- He's right, guys, let's stick together.

- All right.

- Guys, move it now.

We are running out of time.

- You guys ready?

- Let's go.

- I cannot see anything.

- Look around.

I can see a room there somewhere.

I can see bodies.

Find that room and see who is in there.

- There's a new wall.

- How are you gonna get in?

- I can kick it down.

- What's that smell?

- Guys, cover me, I'm going in.

- Wait, hang on.

- Jesse.

- Shush.

- Don't tell me to shush.

- That's enough.

- What is going on, guys?

- There's loads of dead bodies.

Mr. Johnson's dead.

- How can we make sure?

You wasn't there long enough to check the pulse.

- Mr. Johnson is dead, sir.

- There's loads of bodies.

- That is a trap.

That is the case.

- Loco, I need you to check the corpses

and get a positive ID on Mr. Johnson.

The rest of you wait outside.

Keep guard.

You are not on holiday here.

You are in the middle of a damn hostile war zone.

Now move!

- Loco is injured.

I'll go back in.

- I don't care.

Loco is best for this now.

Jesse, step aside.

- Mr. Johnson is not there.

- You do not leave that building until you find him.

I know he is still alive.

They will not kill him until they get get what they need.

Mr. Johnson is the only one

that knows about the BRI program.

You have to hurry now.

- What is BRI program?

You never told us about it?

- If he gives them the information that they are after

then the whole world will be in extreme danger.

This is an order.

You have to hurry up now.

- Copy.

- Bullshit.

How do we even know Mr. Johnson's in the building?

- We don't.

The most important thing is that we get out alive.

- We cannot make it if we take that jungle boy.

- Fuck you.

- Watch your fucking language!

- What happened to teamwork?

- Hey, he's right.

Loco is injured.

We can't bring him with us.

- What the hell is wrong with you both?

You want him to be slaughtered?

Fei, you know what the Chinese are like.

- Don't bring my part into this.

- Guys, shut up.

- Hold on.

What's going on, guys?

We have a job to do.

- It's okay, guys.

Go on.

I will hide.

- So go and recover him and rendezvous at the rooftop.

I will be there to lift you out with a chopper.

Now move.

- We use plan B.

- What the fuck plan B is?

- Are you fucking serious?

What's wrong with you?

- You have company heading straight towards you.

Move out now.

- Yes, this is it.

- Dr. Marco.

Dr. Marco?

- We need directions.

Can he copy?

Can he copy?

Disconnected.

- I've been searching for you for some time, Marco.

A crazy man who fights for the homeless soldiers

and rebuilds them in taking down my dream.

Well, I don't fucking understand your mentality

or who really cares.

Do you not remember when the fight is over,

they no longer need soldiers.

What happened to the soldiers

who lose their arms, their legs,

the soldiers that suffer the nightmares.

So many of them psychologically and emotionally fucked.

Then reach homelessness and nobody cares,

but you.

- Guys, we lost Dr. Marco.

- Remember, no fire.

Let's move.

- You didn't fucking listen,

and that's why your family had to pay the price.

- You killed my family in front of me.

Now you want to dispose of everybody that gets in your way

because you want complete control.

Oh, you will be a dead man soon enough.

- Get the case. Let's go.

- You go.

I'll be fine.

- Fuck.

You're still here.

Where's Jesse?

I'll cover Jesse.

- Why don't you fucking fight me, like a man?

- Oh yes.

- Whooo!

- Whooo!

- Okay.

- Shit.

- Fuck.

Now what the fuck?

- You got a nice little cage for yourself.

You love it.

This is where you're gonna stay.

You're never gonna get out.

Love it, you love it, don't you?

You love it. - Stop it.

- Love it.

- What are you trying to achieve?

- Love it.

- You're a sick fucking bastard.

- Shut up. - Just let me out.

I don't know why you brought me here.

- Shut up.

- I can't help you with this.

I don't know nothing about BRI.

It's not my fucking program.

Dr. Marco's creation, that shit.

I don't know why you've brought me here.

I can't do what you want.

I know nothing about this BRI.

This is Dr. Marco's creation, this shit.

- Oh God.

Oh, shit, Mr. Johnson.

Okay, hang on.

Let me untie you.

- Just- - What?

What?

- Johnson.

- Where's Kawa?

- He's dead.

Where's Fei?

What did Mr. Johnson say?

- Nothing.

- Are you sure?

- What are you trying to say?

No!

- What the fuck are you doing?

- Only doing what's best for us.

What did he say to you?

- He said go fuck yourself.

- Not my fucking program!

It's Dr. Marco's creation, that shit.

- Dr. Marco's coming to the building.

What are we gonna do?

- Blow the building.

- No, no, I'm still in here.

- We can't do this.

We've got men here.

Okay, listen to me.

We can't do this, okay?

- No, no, no.

Don't shoot me.

No, please. I can do it.

Anything you want. Please, I can do it.

I can do it, please.

Please, please.

- Don't fuck with me.

- Just please give me some time.

I can do it.

I can do anything you want, anything.

Please, just don't kill me.

- You have 24 hours.

- Let me out then.

Let me out!

- Stop. - He needs to have this.

His memory bank has been wiped, all he recognizes is his tattoo.

It will keep him safe.

Look.

You need this.

- How long?

- 10, nine, eight, seven, six...

Yes.

Fucking genius.

It works.

Try shooting him.

- Dreams do come true.

Yes.

Yes!

- Thank you, my friend.

Now you have two choices.

One, you die.

Two, you take the five-year program and join us.

- No. - Your choice.

- No.

I did my bit.

You said I'd be free.

- Take him.

- Stop.

Stop. Turn around.

- Yes.

- Please just listen to me.

Listen to me. Let me go.

You promised me you'd let me go.

I did everything that you wanted.

I did my job.

I have a family.

They need me. Let me go!

Let me go!

No, don't shoot.

I'm not one of them.

- Why you are here?

- The BRI.

- What do you know about BRI?

- Me? Nothing.

That's Dr. Marco's creation.

Let me out of here and I'll tell you all you need to know.

Dr. Marco.

- Dr. Marco's got me killed.

- Huh?

- All of my friends, Jesse, Loco, Fei,

we failed the mission.

I believe you are here to complete the mission.

- Well, before- - Shhh.

Take this.

- What's this?

I don't know how to use this fucking thing.

- Shoot outside.

Not at me, for God's sake.

- Is he dead?

I'm coming.

That's him.

Run!

- Shoot him.

- I don't know what to do, he's BRI.

If I shoot, he won't fucking die.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

You okay? You been hit?

- Shut up.

- How do you know Dr. Marco?

- Back in the day we studied together in California.

He's actually a fucking genius.

I've always wanted to work with him.

Is your name Kawa?

- I'm gonna draw out the guard.

You stay here.

- Kawa!

Oh, fuck.

RPG!

- Kawa, get the gun!

His BRI is not complete.

He can die.

Get to the tank.

Shoot him!

- Come on!

- I'm gonna get ya!

- Shoot him!

- Come back here.

- I am BRI!

- You did it.

- Hello? - Kawa.

I have been looking for you.

You have removed your tracking chip.

- Dr. Marco, you are alive.

I thought you dead.

- I created BRI.

Of course, I'm still alive.

I am BRI too.

Now rendezvous with me at Castle De Ville in 48 hours.

Over and out.

- We're going to the Castle De Ville.

Move.

- Wait till we see Marco.

I'm gonna tell him how I saved your life.