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[SHIP'S ENGINE RUMBLING]

[HULL CREAKING]

How's the wound, B?

I gotta get off my feet.

All right. Take it easy down the stairs, man.

Welcome aboard.

We're happy to be going back.

By chance, do you have any snacks?

Ah.

Seriously... Do you have First Aid?

He has a bad wound.

How about a place to rest?

No? Okay.

Hello.

Uh, Zero. We--

We're going back to Costa Verde...

G.R.I.T. terrorists.

Enroute. Do you copy?

Do you copy?

Oh, that can't be good.

If you don't copy... Go with God!

Who the hell is coming?

Death.

Courtesy of Roman Díaz.

Shit!

I can't see a damn thing.

Cut the engine. See if you can find a flare gun.

Half dead and shootin' blind, I think you still hit that motor.

That's a lot of blood, B.

Can we get a break, please? Come on!

- Did you get that flare gun? - Yes, sir.

Ready to fire.

Let it fly!

Yeah! Hell of a shot, B!

Yes!

Damn!

B?

Hey! You stay with me, brother.

Come on.

Shit!

Hey.

Hang in there.

Ezekiel Rosenberg.

You have exactly five minutes

to tell me what the hell happened in Costa Verde.

Colonel Stone sent myself and Brandon Beckett

to assist on an assignment.

We took losses.

Many losses.

But four of us made it out with valuable intel that was uploaded

to a satellite to send to agencies around the world.

The information we gathered could--

Where is Brandon Beckett?

Is he still alive?

We ran into a few snags during our exfiltration.

Snags?

Your specificity, it's, uh... inspiring.

What the hell happened out there?

We were picked up by friends of our former commander.

When the rescue squad didn't radio in, they sent in a chopper.

It took Brandon somewhere safe.

After that, my orders were to return to G.R.I.T. HQ for a briefing.

Then I got an encrypted text,

presumably from you, telling me to come here.

Your turn. What the hell am I doing here?

My name is Devon Frost. I'm a "cleaner," a contractor.

And I've been put in charge of dismantling G.R.I.T.

Let's bring you up to speed.

The Prime Minister of the country you just escaped is claiming the U.S.

snuck G.R.I.T. into Costa Verde illegally to dismantle his political power now.

It's a move right out of the Soviets' playbook.

You know, saying that the United States

is encroaching on their territory, et cetera.

So, in order to prevent a massive international incident,

the CIA hired an outsider to handle the situation

so that their fingerprints are nowhere near it.

Just nod... if you're still with me.

Bottom line, all paper and digital evidence

that the Global Response and Intelligence Team ever existed

has been wiped from the planet.

G.R.I.T. is no more.

But here's the snag, Ezekiel.

Your team is on the run.

They're in hiding.

"The Colonel," Gabriel Stone, Yuki Mifune, also known as Lady Death,

Peter Stolnitz, aka Intel Pete,

and the rest of your merry band of misfits with their goofy nicknames have been AWOL

since the Costa Verde snafu.

It's just you.

You were the only one dumb enough to return to the United States.

Last chance. Where is Brandon Beckett?

Time's up.

Ezekiel Rosenberg, you're being detained under the Patriot Act.

Patriot Act? That's for terrorists.

That's what they're calling you now, Zero. A terrorist.

Hello, Zero.

Where's my son?

My fellow Costa Verdians.

I have proof that the United States CIA G.R.I.T. team

illegally entered Costa Verde and killed a government contractor,

along with over 100 soldiers.

This unprecedented act of terror will not go unanswered--

The Prime Minister's own nephew was killed assisting these foreigners.

The United States completely denies

any involvement in the incident in Costa Verde.

Let's not forget that the Prime Minister's brother, Bruno Díaz,

was assassinated by a sniper hired by Americans.

Prime Minister Díaz's accusations are unfounded and preposterous.

And wasn't American Marine Brandon Beckett a suspect?

No, Brandon Beckett did not kill Bruno Díaz.

He was cleared and the men responsible were caught,

thanks in part to him and his father Thomas Beckett.

I smell a cover-up. Always have.

It's not the first time

Costa Verde has tried to distract the world

from the poverty, the corruption,

the brutality taking place within its borders.

This is the latest attempt from the United States

to meddle in and control our domestic affairs.

Bottom line, the Americans are helping these so-called Phoenix Rebels

to cause disruption in Costa Verde.

We cannot allow this any longer!

Their violence will spill across the border and onto Tierra Nuevan streets.

As for G.R.I.T.,

the Global Response and Intelligence Team

is an enemy of the United States of America.

Anyone involved in this terrorist false flag organization

will be hunted down and will face the consequences for this operation.

Be warned, America.

You will answer for this treachery!

Gracias.

Stupid.

Come on, man!

Listen. Listen.

For the right price, Iron Legion will find anyone.

The Prime Minister's Navy Squad failed to prevent Beckett

- and G.R.I.T. from escaping the country. - Beckett?

Father or son?

What do you mean? Brandon Beckett.

The Becketts are the best snipers on this planet, and you have gone and made

an enemy of the son.

I don't give a fuck about his reputation.

Find him. And bring him to Roman. Alive.

Oh, yeah. Your boss wants to use him as a political chess piece.

I have a TV, Mr. Cabrera. I understand your current events. I do.

Then you will know that G.R.I.T. is no longer welcome in the United States,

so they will not be there.

No shit. That's why we're starting in Costa Verde.

You're coming here?

G.R.I.T. was working with the Phoenix Rebellion in your country.

I start killing rebels, I'll find somebody that they care about, eventually.

Which will bring Brandon to us.

Killing a Beckett's gonna be fun.

And you had better make sure my cash is ready.

Of course.

We have a crypto account set up for this--

No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no. I don't want no Costa Verde crypto.

I want real money. I want cash.

I want a million down. And I want five million on delivery.

Don't worry.

You will get your money.

You see, I've been burned too many times by clients that don't pay.

And if you don't pay...

you will feel the consequence of the Iron Legion.

- Kruger! Kruger! Kruger! - Call me when it's done.

Roman's got the entire country of Costa Verde

on a media blackout.

No real news or social media gets in or out.

But it looks like some rebels have been able to occasionally break down

the firewalls and spread the truth.

There's actually some pretty great Roman Díaz memes going around.

There's this one with a cat, a can opener and--

...you just gotta see it.

I would love hearing that hackers are starting to break through.

Think Díaz even knows that his nephew died trying to stop him?

He doesn't really strike me as a family man.

You know, Roman said that any foreign operator found in his country

is gonna be executed.

I'm worried about Zondi. Have you found him yet?

I'm getting close. You should have an update in a few hours.

If anyone can do it, you can, Pete.

Brandon, listen. If you need help, say the word. We'll be there.

Thanks, but, uh... ...it's too dangerous.

Yuki can never step foot inside of Costa Verde.

She'd be literally hunted by everyone.

Stay off the grid for now. Keep Yuki and The Colonel hidden, okay?

- Okay. - I'm counting on you, buddy.

Hey, I gotta run.

- Stay safe, Pete. - Be careful.

"Thunderstorm's coming."

"Then I'd better grab my boots..."

"...and go dancing in the rain."

Whoa. Master Guns, sir. What are you doing here?

I came to see my son.

Hmm.

Devon Frost.

I served as your father's spotter on assignment

when we were sent to Costa Verde.

It is a pleasure to meet you, sir.

He's a keeper, this one.

So what, did you two travel all this way just to escort us back home?

There is no going home.

You're a man of no nation, Brandon Beckett.

What?

So we can't go home?

Believe me, I tried.

After everything we've done for our country.

Oh, Brandon, would you just give it some time to cool down?

The President and the State Department

are trying to de-escalate this to prevent chaos in the region.

You've seen this before.

You know how it works.

So, what, I'm supposed to just keep hiding here?

Unofficially, we can stay here as long as we need.

There's still a few guards patrolling the grounds.

This whole base was the rally point?

Yeah. This is where we were supposed

to bring our prisoners Kovalov and Maxim before our mission got FUBARed.

You know what?

You should leave.

Before that revolution over there crosses the border here.

Roman won't invade.

He's still licking his wounds from you wiping out his militia force.

Besides, he doesn't have any allying countries

and no way does he go to war with Tierra Nueva and the U.S. on his own.

Oh, well, then you're damned if you do and damned if you don't, aren't ya?

So what the hell do you suggest I do?

We fight.

We fight.

Like we always do, B.

We help our friends clean up this mess in Costa Verde.

Zero, tap the brakes.

There's no country backing you.

You stay here, you stay low, you stay safe.

Oh, for Christ's sake,

you guys just barely made it back across the border alive.

You know what you need to do?

You need to come down to South America with me.

Now. I got lots of friends and really good contacts.

It's your call, B.

We should help the Phoenix Rebellion any way we can,

but without going into their country.

If we can take down Prime Minister Díaz, things will clear up for us as well.

They win, we win.

That's a lot of "ifs."

We need to speak to Thabo Zondi.

How did you guys find us?

Intel Pete was able to break through Roman's firewalls and connect us all.

Tell us what's going on in Costa Verde.

We have intel that Roman is working on a secret project in the mountains

along the Tierra Nueva border.

I've orchestrated a squad to investigate.

I stayed in Costa Verde to complete what we all started.

And when you all get here, there'll be no stopping us.

We can't come back to Costa Verde, Zondi.

Look, if we get caught, we risk giving Roman the excuse he needs

to create an international incident.

I've heard the news. You're a soldier without a country,

but we can still find a way to make this work.

It's not safe for any U.S. citizen to be in Costa Verde right now.

The President has called for all U.S. citizens, expats and aid workers

to leave immediately. The situation is a powder keg.

But we can help in other ways. Brandon and I can meet you

at the Tierra Nueva-Costa Verde border with supplies.

We don't need your MREs and toilet paper.

We need soldiers!

We need the best sniper in the world fighting by our side.

Zondi, the supplies we're talking about are weapons.

My contacts in Tierra Nueva have a cache of firepower

that is being brought to us as we speak.

They're bringing us weapons to fight this battle on our own.

They will not come back to help us, Angel.

Angel?

Gentlemen. I understand your position.

But there's an election coming up,

and Roman's name is the only one on the ballot.

No one will challenge him.

We need to eliminate Roman's influence now

so that the people are free to vote in a new leader.

Otherwise, there's no stopping his hold over Costa Verde.

You should be back in South Africa with your daughter.

Why are you in Costa Verde?

Commander Modise would not have wanted me to leave Zondi.

Angel, is there something else going on?

Things here have escalated.

His tactics have become more brutal, uncompromising.

So you will meet us at the border with weapons, yes?

We'll speak more then.

But the clock is ticking. We need to get moving.

I know it doesn't make sense

that I'm not coming back to Costa Verde to fight.

Know that I'm with you.

You've become a leader, Zondi. I'm proud of you.

Staying was the right decision.

I've been using the lessons you taught me.

Twelve kills already, not counting the twenty from our battle together

at Kovalov's compound.

Just don't become your kill count. I've never seen that course end well.

I long to fight by your side again, Brandon.

Until that day,

I'll continue to lead here on my own.

Goodbye.

Frost, I am sending you coordinates

to the drop site.

Standing by, Katrina.

Why have we never done this before?

Because I've seen you fight.

Yeah, you're a little bit, um...

Aggressive?

I was going to say "unhinged," but "aggressive" sounds nicer.

All right.

Show me what you got.

Mm!

Oh, that was a good one.

You all right?

Commander Zondi.

The Americans, will they join us?

No, Lorenzo, but they are providing us firepower.

Not the answer I wanted, but we'll take what we can get.

Our soldiers are ready.

Start loading our gear into the trucks. We move at sundown.

Pack the night vision. We're gonna need it.

- Angel? - Yeah?

I want Lorenzo leading Charlie Team, while you take Bravo.

I will lead Alpha Squad.

We need to be prepared for anything.

I don't want anything going wrong when we get up there.

We've gotta make sure that we're gonna--

Move! Move! Move!

Let's burn some ammo!

Hey.

Did we mess it up?

The last assignment?

Just look at the aftermath.

People, like Stone, Intel Pete, Yuki,

they're all on the run now and...

We completed the assignment, B.

And a lot of good came out of that intel that we retrieved.

Not to mention we kept a deadly weapon out of Roman's hands.

This current situation is gonna work itself out. You'll see.

We're gonna be home in no time.

I don't know, man.

I feel more at home when I'm on assignment.

When I go back to my place, I'm a stranger.

Of course, you can't get close to anyone because

you just always have to leave again.

And you can't tell them where you're going, why...

Yeah, man. Why Shelly is my ex-wife. Could never plan a life together.

"Sorry, honey, I can't make it to the Johnsons' barbecue on Saturday

"'cause I gotta go stop an evil dictator from starting World War III."

"But have some potato salad for me."

Anyway, what are you gonna do?

Job calls, we answer.

Come on, let's go.

Angel, get as many of our people out of here as possible.

Go!

Oh, shit. That was your wound.

Come on, man! Not cool!

I thought you were actually hurt.

Why do you gotta play with my emotions like that?

You told me to show you the best I got.

- Jesus! - Brandon. Zero.

There's been an attack.

Hope you enjoyed the show, Brandon.

You're next.

Bridge secure.

- Ah, useless. - What would you like now, bitch?

Only reason you're still breathing is because I need live bait.

Otherwise, I'd cut you up

and remove all your vital organs alphabetically.

Uncuff me. Let's see who'd cut who.

"Whom."

M... M... Mm... Mm...

Whom. Who would cut whom.

You wanna threaten me, at least get your grammar right.

Body count is 50. So far.

Ouch.

Wanna know why?

Brandon Beckett.

Beckett wants you dead. All of you.

You're evidence that G.R.I.T. was in Costa Verde.

When he broke through the firewall to connect with you,

we traced that call here.

You talking with him, that was your death sentence.

And he knew that.

Give me Brandon Beckett, I'll give you an honorable death.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Legions!

Hoorah!

Move out!

- Get the fuck over here! - Let's move! Move!

I said move!

Come on. Come on. Follow. Follow me.

I was on a video call with Katrina when they hit.

Over 50 Phoenix Rebels were killed in the raid.

Three were taken hostage.

Lorenzo, Angel, and Zondi.

Holy shit.

- But they're alive? - For now, that we know of.

Who the hell are these guys?

They're called the Iron Legion.

They're a lethal, private mercenary group that operates without limitations.

These guys are the anti-G.R.I.T.

A collection of red-notice agents and dishonorably-discharged ex-militants

from various places around the globe.

Their only allegiance? Whoever hires them.

They're led by this gem of a human, Killian Kruger.

Former South African Special Forces Brigade

turned hitman and anarchist.

Special Forces booted him when his Colonel deemed him "unstable."

Kruger responded by beating his Colonel to death with a golf club,

then folding up the 6'10" man into the golf bag

and mailing it to the Brigadier General.

Truth is, I've known about the Legion for years.

They just never stay in one place long enough to be tracked.

My sources tell me that Roman's Head of Security,

Francisco Cabrera,

hired them with the sole purpose of wiping out the Phoenix Rebels.

And finding you, Brandon.

How did they find the Rebel hideout?

Us.

When Intel Pete broke Roman's media blackout,

the video call was traced back to the Rebel location.

The only reason the Legion aren't kicking down our door

is because the signal could only be traced within Costa Verde,

where the firewall was cracked.

So this is our fault.

- We were trying to help. - Yeah, but it backfired.

Where are the Iron Legion holding the hostages?

We don't know.

Why would they kill 50 and hold only three hostages,

unless they want us to go back to Costa Verde?

This is a trap.

We don't have a choice.

Because we're not gonna abandon Angel and Zondi.

We have to find them!

Listen, this was a heavy hit for the Rebellion.

They're pulling back. They're mourning. Re-grouping.

And they're coming here.

When Katrina made it out,

I suggested the current safest course of action

was for the remaining rebels to leave the country

while they re-strategize, recount their numbers.

With the Rebellion is an extremely important asset,

codenamed The Phoenix.

If anyone discovers this weapon,

it could end the entire Rebellion with one hit.

So we're going into lockdown. Understand?

- Yeah. - I'll brief Thomas.

Again, Prime Minister Díaz,

I wanna say thank you for this humble abode.

The sheer number of our imprisoned outgrew this relic.

So we built a state-of-the-art detention center in the heart of the city.

Consider this place a loan.

And if you continue to impress me,

this could become the permanent residence of the Iron Legion.

Cabrera says you emptied a rebel terrorist cell.

- I did. - This is excellent to hear.

But...

where is Brandon Beckett?

I'll find him. But first, I have a gift.

- Olivia? - Yes?

Put out a press release.

Three rebel terrorists will be executed at my detention center in two days.

Beckett and his pals will be forced to enter Costa Verde to attempt a rescue,

and you will wipe them out in one swoop.

But... and this is important...

keep Brandon Beckett alive.

I have plans for him.

No problem.

Until then, let's see what we can dig out of these three.

Thabo Zondi.

Hmm, we know all about you.

Seems that you didn't learn your lesson, though,

when Daddy and Grandpa died in battle,

because you went on and signed up

for the South African National Defense Force.

Angel Anele.

Former South African Police Services

before you were scooped up by Commander Modise.

Lorenzo.

You didn't partner up with G.R.I.T.,

but somehow here you are, in the middle of all of this.

I mean, I don't have anything on you.

There's no digital footprint.

You're like a... like a fucking mystery man.

G.R.I.T.

These motherfuckers, huh?

They're gonna leave evidence everywhere for Roman's men to find.

Seems to me they left everything behind. Including you, Zondi.

I'm gonna need your daughter's name because when I'm done with you,

she's gonna be the only one that will be able to identify your body.

- Really? - Mm.

That's the best you've got?

Nah, nah.

I could kill your mother.

She's looking after your daughter right now, isn't she?

Do they both have to die because of you?

You won't break me.

That's what they all say.

You will talk, Zondi.

It's just a question of how much pain you want to endure before you break.

So, you're the Brandon Beckett.

Guilty as charged.

I've heard stories.

I'm the Zero.

We didn't catch your name.

Oh. Skylar.

Where can we set up our tech? We need a lot of space.

How are your fiber optics here?

Is that the weapon? Is that The Phoenix?

No. That's a table.

Are you absolutely sure you want help from these Americans?

Be nice, Skylar.

They're friends.

- Nova? - Ooh.

Oh, shit.

You're alive.

How?

You're the asset.

The Phoenix.

You have been spreading this nickname again, haven't you?

Spreading hope, brother.

- We already talked about this-- - What-- I-- sorry.

Brother?

Oh, yeah. Skylar is my sister.

Half. On our mother's side.

I don't share genes with Roman the Repulsive.

I am sure everyone's got catching up to do.

But while that happens, let's get everything set up.

Time is of the essence. Yeah?

This form of torture has been described as slow-motion suffocation,

with only enough time for you

to contemplate the inevitability of your death.

Your lungs will fill up with water.

Your nasal cavity, your throat will close up.

You'll struggle to breathe.

Your head will be on fire.

It's-- it's physically painful and mentally violent.

Get it wrong,

terminal hypoxia.

Get it right...

it's a slow, controlled death.

This is your last chance, Zondi.

Angel.

Lorenzo.

Tell me.

Tell me everything Beckett taught you.

I need to know the Beckett playbook.

I need to know when he comes for you, what's he gonna do. Hmm?

Okay.

Let's begin.

There is no middle class in my country anymore.

The divide between the wealthy and the poor is catastrophic.

That's led to a revolution.

Rotter Roman has most of Costa Verde in his pocket or under his thumb.

When my father was assassinated,

he was planning to open trade with the U.S.

Then after his death,

Roman took over and made sure that the borders will stay closed.

Saying that the country needed to be self-sufficient.

But the nation became impoverished and the infrastructure is crumbling.

Roman doesn't want to open the borders,

because he wants to expand them

into other countries... like Tierra Nueva.

Mm-hmm.

But for that to happen, he needs a war.

Exactly.

We're up and running.

After my injuries,

I haven't been able to be back into the field of battle,

but I'm trying to do my best remotely.

Skylar and I, we've been breaking through Roman's media blackout,

spreading the truth, but hopefully someone is listening.

You've got to be quick, though.

Even with a signal relay,

eventually, they can trace the break back to you.

We learned that the hard way.

What can we do, Nova?

Oh.

Oh, bollocks.

This just came in. Hang on.

Let me translate it.

Angel, Zondi, and Lorenzo are set to be executed.

Executed?

Roman wants to make an example out of them.

Anyone he deems a "terrorist"

caught in Costa Verde is to be put to death.

"The execution is tomorrow at the detention center downtown."

How do we stop it?

We can't.

We have too little resources. We lost so many in the last raid.

Roman's detention center is in the middle of the city,

and it's impenetrable.

We just don't have enough time to get inside

without getting most of our people killed.

But we have a bunch of rebels here now.

Surely there's enough of us to storm the castle.

We can't afford to lose anyone else.

Otherwise, there will be no one to stand up for the cause.

This is Angel and Zondi we're talking about, Nova!

The Phoenix Rebellion is fighting for the soul of my country.

The cause is much bigger than a few individuals.

Angel, Zondi, and Lorenzo knew that when they signed up.

I'm sorry, but a rescue mission is too risky for the movement.

Okay. We understand, Nova,

and respect your choice.

But we're going in. Bringing our friends back home.

Then I wish you good luck.

Nova.

It really is good to see you again.

Thank you guys for letting us come here.

But please,

don't jeopardize the plans for my country in order to appease your egos. Hmm?

All right. There's gotta be a way in here, right?

I don't know.

All this pain was caused by Brandon Beckett.

But you know this, don't you?

He led the Iron Legion right to you.

Americans like Brandon Beckett believe they have freedom,

but America is a pay-to-play country.

I am making Costa Verde equal for all.

But the U.S. is threatened by this new way of life.

My brother once tried to open our doors to the rest of the world,

and we can see how that turned out.

The people, they don't want this.

They want protection, security.

And that is what I am providing.

I am taking Costa Verde into the future,

into a new era where the United States no longer influence the rest of the world.

Other countries will soon look to Costa Verde as the better way of life.

And I want you to be a part of it, son.

But loyalty to Brandon Beckett

comes with consequences.

What do you want, son?

Hmm?

I see potential in you.

Squandered by Brandon Beckett when he abandoned you.

You can be a leader, Zondi.

Lead for me

and I will make your legacy immortal.

Anything that happens after this, for the rest of your life,

everything from this moment on...

is a gift from me.

I give you life.

It's morphine.

I am here to help you, son.

Don't mind me. I didn't know anyone would still be up.

It's okay. I'm done anyway.

Yeah. I can't believe you're alive, Nova.

I'm so thankful, man. We didn't know.

My heart was stop-and-go for 24 hours. I'm... I'm lucky to be here.

Holy shit. Look at you.

Shot four times, rise from the ashes. No wonder they call you The Phoenix.

I just came to get some aspirin.

Staring at those screens is giving me a headache.

I applaud your resilience to find a way into the detention center.

Brandon and I can't give up.

Lost our G.R.I.T. team.

Lost so many others.

I don't wanna lose anybody else.

Funny about the G.R.I.T. team.

All this time we spent together,

neither you nor Brandon ever mentioned anything

about Yuki Mifune being part of your team.

Lady Death. The assassin who murdered my father.

Well,

nobody's perfect.

Look, Nova, we're all grunts here.

We've all taken lives we've been ordered to take.

I promise you, it is not personal.

Not personal?

It was personal for me and my family and the people of Costa Verde.

If she didn't take that shot, none of this would be happening!

Yeah.

- She saved my life. - Oh, come on!

She saved Brandon's life. She saved so many lives, Nova.

Zero...

in every assignment, you've gone in,

saved the day, and walk away.

But have you ever wonder what happens after? Hmm?

Because everything you do has a ripple effect.

This Lady Death in your team, Yuki,

started all this when she murdered my father for money.

And you just welcome her with no consequences.

Have you ever contemplated that?

I already died once for this cause.

And it changed me.

I appreciate everything that you and Brandon have done for the Rebellion.

But I don't think that bringing foreign operators was the best idea.

No, hold on. Listen to me.

We take out Roman Díaz, all these problems go away.

They don't! No!

Muscling out a leader doesn't solve any problems.

It just creates a power vacuum for the next tyrant to take over!

It's not the man that needs replacing, it's the system that must change!

To be honest, I-- I actually don't know how-- how to do that.

Goodnight, Zero.

Zondi?

Zondi!

I'm here with you.

We'll get out of this place, I promise you.

How?

No one is coming for us.

No. That's not true.

The Rebellion would never leave us.

Beckett led the Legion to us, wanted us dead.

Beckett and Zero saved us in Kovalov's compound.

They put their lives on the line so that we could escape.

Have you forgotten that?

Then they turned their backs on us.

They left us, Angel.

When the chance came back for them to come back and help us,

they abandoned us again.

Which put us in here.

Beckett is no leader, he is only a soldier.

Even without a country,

he listens to an authority other than himself.

He's weak.

This was never our battle.

We had one mission. You chose to stay, and so did I.

But, brother, I promise you--

I don't need your sympathy.

Help will come for us. You'll see.

These blueprints and schematics are the best I could find.

They break down the detention center from every level,

but I honestly don't see a weak spot.

But hey, you're the Marine, not me.

Thanks, Pete. These are great.

What else can I do?

There's gotta be something. I mean, those people were killed when I--

Hey, that is not your fault, okay?

There's no way we could've known

the Legion was gonna trace our call to the Rebellion.

The Legion took those lives.

Those deaths are on them. Not you.

Whoever traced that signal was a pro, Brandon.

Like, a coding savant.

I've never seen anything like it.

Be careful. Okay?

We will. Thanks for the blueprints.

Sorry, man.

You did good, Pete.

Oof.

Just had an intense conversation with Nova.

Guy's changed.

Well, four bullets will do that to you.

He wanted to know why his father was killed by a member of G.R.I.T.

He has a point.

You do this job

and you always believe that you're on the right side of the fight...

but you're always on the wrong side of someone else.

That is very eloquent.

Why weren't you there when I was having this conversation with Nova?

'Cause I was here.

Trying to figure out a way into this damn fortress.

I can't see a way to breach.

I mean, the sewer tunnels are a no-go.

It's too risky to drop in from above.

It's too heavily armored and guarded all the way around.

Nova might be right.

There's just not enough time to find a way in.

We can't give up, though, B.

They're not going out this way.

We still have a few hours.

Okay.

Let's try this again.

These are the blueprints IP sent you.

What if we grab one of those old trucks,

we fix it up, and we smash through that front gate?

Well, that's what they expect us to do.

Charge in, guns blazing.

But we cannot do that, just the two of us.

- Hey. - Any luck?

Nah.

Did Thomas ever tell you about the assignment in Costa Verde?

You just reminded me of it.

We were in a similar situation. We just couldn't find a path in.

So, what'd you do?

Well, your father said,

"If you can't see a path in, figure out what theirs is."

That's the answer.

Mm.

Wait, what?

We don't hit the detention center.

We hit the convoy transport taking the hostages there.

We ambush them on their path in before they get to the prison.

They'll have protection. But we'll have the element of surprise.

That could work.

We know they're heading to the detention center

in the middle of town,

but we don't know which direction they're coming in from.

It doesn't matter where they're coming in from,

as long as we can get that convoy here.

We create a kill box.

My brother and I can direct them there.

We'll get into their GPS system.

- You can do that? - Yeah.

With my eyes closed.

We can help, Nova. From here.

All right.

But only you and I. And only from here. Okay?

Thank you.

So the two of you really think you can take on the Iron Legion on your own?

We've faced worse odds.

Plus this time, we've got some backup.

This is your backup?

Congratulations, you've doubled your size to four.

Oh, don't look at me, kid. I'm just the getaway driver.

So there's only three of you.

Three's enough. One shot, one kill.

One shot, one kill.

At the kill box, Brandon and Thomas

will be overwatch.

We need you on the same team.

Well, hello, old friend.

I'll be in charge of evac'ing the hostages.

Even with armor-piercing rounds,

can a .50-cal penetrate an armored vehicle like that one?

Damn right you can, especially if you know where to shoot.

You look for the seams.

Nova and Skylar, you are our eyes and ears.

So make sure Cinderella gets to the ball.

GPS tracker. Don't lose it. Or we lose you.

And Frost, you're on extraction. We'll be coming in hot.

Maybe it's time to upgrade.

You're gonna throw your back out carrying that thing.

They'll most likely move out first thing in the morning.

We need to be ready. Let's load up.

I'm glad you're here. Both of you.

Thank you for coming. This... this right here is my dream team.

Side by side till the end, B. No other way.

Sorry you got dragged into all this.

Dragged?

No. I came willingly. You're my son, for God's sakes.

It's hard to believe that one country could cause us so much turmoil.

I guess that's the curse of Costa Verde.

You know, my entire time in the Marine Corps,

I only did one tour of duty down here.

But I remember this sergeant we had, he, uh... before the mission,

he had all of us write our own obituaries.

Wow.

Yeah. What a piece of work he was. Whoa.

I guess he figured that, uh...

...if we did that, we'd fight harder and not have the fear of death.

Death? Shit!

I spit on death.

But you know what I did fear?

I feared that I might never see you again.

I was...

I was never present enough.

Just not there.

All that lost time... that... that lost time.

I'm sorry.

Of all the things I went through in my career, everything I did,

did any of it really matter?

Did anything I ever do change things?

I don't know.

I don't know that... that...

Hey. It did.

You made a difference. You made a difference to me.

I still don't understand why you're not going back with him.

Ah, mmm.

Mr. Rosenberg?

Hey, Katrina. Hey. You can call me Zero.

- Mr. Zero. - Yeah.

Let me come with. Zondi, he saved my life. I owe him.

Your commander's orders were for you to stay put.

And it is not my place to argue.

But there has to be something I can do.

There is. You stay here, you help these people get ready.

Your time to fight will come, Katrina. Today is not that day. Okay?

May fate be in your favor.

Thank you.

Is it just me or does everyone around here make you feel old?

We're not old. We're experienced.

Ha!

They are awfully young to be goin' into battle, B.

Hell, look at Zondi. He was so young and fresh-faced when we met him.

Look at how I left him.

I can't get Angel's words out of my head.

I should have stayed longer.

Those weren't our orders, B.

Zondi staying was his choice. You told him it was dangerous.

He's just a kid, man.

With Modise gone...

You know, I get it now.

We finish an assignment and head home,

but it's not just about the state we leave the country in,

it's about the state we leave the people in.

Yeah.

But now is not the time to second-guess our training

or what we've been doing for years, B.

Because we have a job to do.

Okay?

Seatbelts!

I don't want you to hurt yourself before the execution.

We got them. Four-vehicle convoy, just like we thought. Route 12.

Let's get into their GPS.

There you are.

First, we need the plates.

I might need the make and model of the car.

Then we search for the vehicle GPS system satellite.

Let me lock into the area where the vehicles are traveling and...

Boom.

This way, you wanker.

No, don't question it.

Just do as you're told.

'Cause I need you to go...

right.

Turn right.

Turn left.

Convoy near your location. Two minutes. Get ready.

Thirty seconds.

Overwatch One in position. As planned, I'm taking the lead vehicle.

Overwatch Two. You've got the armored truck.

Overwatch Two in position.

Zero, you're on the last vehicle.

In position. Let's get to work.

Convoy has arrived.

Overwatch One, make the call.

Overwatch One here.

Overwatch Two, on my count.

Something's off.

Green light in three... two... one. Fire!

Shot the wheel or something.

- Fuck. - What the f--

Oh, shi--

Contact made!

Everybody out! Covering fire!

Out, out, out! Everybody out!

Up here, asshole! Look this way.

Sniper! Sniper! Stay low!

Beckett! Where are you?

You're late, Kruger! What the hell is going on?

The Americans have got us pinned down! Send reinforcements now!

Handle it! You're the Iron fucking Legion! This is what we're paying you for!

If you don't send backup now, this mess is gonna spread even further.

I don't even know where you are!

Follow the sound of the war zone in your street!

Fucking dumbass!

Watch my six!

Yayan! Covering fire!

Everybody out, now!

Yayan, on me!

Vince, move! Now!

Come on.

Son of a--

Move!

They're using the hostages as shields!

When you get to hell, tell them Angel sent you.

Shit!

I'm pinned down.

I'm on it.

Fuck! Fuck!

Move!

Fuck me!

Zondi just evac'ed. He has no idea where to meet us.

Skylar. See if you can track Zondi on CCTV.

Copy. On it.

Find Angel. She's still in the mix somewhere.

I don't have a line of sight on anyone up here.

Overwatch One, leaving position.

Copy. I'm going after Lorenzo.

Fuck!

Damn it! I don't have a clean shot.

I got this. Evac.

Roger that. Heading to Frost.

It's not a fuckin' game.

Fuck it. I'm killing you. Now.

Ezekiel Rosenberg.

I've heard about you.

You're Beckett's little side-bitch, huh?

It's Zero, motherfucker.

Kruger's down.

Ah. I've got Angel and Lorenzo with me.

Free and clear.

You need to get out of there. Get the chopper ready for dust off.

All right. We need to move. Let's go. Come on!

CVPD is swarming the area. It's--

Hello?

Nova, can you see a clear way out?

Nova?

Zero, come in.

Beckett? Zero? Do you copy? Hang on, radios are down.

- Well, get them back. - What do you think I'm trying to do?

Brandon, get on in.

Ran into your boy Zondi on our way over here to our rally point.

Looks like luck might be on our side today.

Frost!

It's about time.

Where's Zondi and the Becketts?

Wait, they should be here.

Nova. Skylar. Either of you have tracking on the Becketts' GPS?

Nova? Skylar? Do you copy?

Shit! Comms are down.

Zondi, we good?

All good.

Our evac's on the south side of town.

Just head that way, we'll direct you from there.

I can't find what's blocking our signal.

They still got their trackers. I'm just trying to get a visual.

Who the bloody hell was that?

- Where's our signal? - No.

No, no. No, they're trying to break into our system, Nova.

What the f--

Zondi, what are you doing?

What the hell is going on?

You've made your choices, Brandon Beckett. I've made mine.

I risked everything for you!

You're too late.

Fuck!

Jesus.

Fuck. It's that fucking cabrón, Díaz.

Damn it. I've only got one shot left.

How fast can you hot wire this car?

We can slam it into reverse, we can ram our way out of here.

We aren't gonna win this one, son.

Give me. Give me!

No matter what happens, just stay strong. Hear me?

I should've seen this coming. I'm sorry, Dad.

Go, Brandon.

Go!

- We're in this together. - Yeah.

Brandon...

I just want you to know something.

You're the best thing that ever happened to me.

Keep your head down, your powder dry, and don't forget,

semper fi, kiddo.

Don't shoot!

No!

Hello, Brandon.

You set us up, you traitor!

How many more lives do you think you have, Brandon Beckett?

These ropes won't hold me forever.

I will be free.

And when I am,

I will end you, Thabo Zondi.

This is my vengeance!

Take the goddamn shot!

Your legacy ends here.