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The Niassa Game Reserve.

Forty-two thousand square kilometers of conservation area.

It's gonna be a busy offseason.

Hey, you learned a few things hunting down terrorists.

- Down on the ground! Down on-- - We train up your men,

won't be any different than hunting down poachers.

-You're dying, James. -But out here, it feels a whole

hell of a lot like living.

VoltStreem has a potential buyer.

Who are we talking about?

Vasili Andrenov.

The oligarch?

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

Someone is stealing weapons meant for Ukraine

and putting them in the hands of terrorists.

We shipped mortar systems and ATAGS to Ukraine last month.

-The mortars never made it? -Check.

In order to find Al-Nawaz...

...we need to find Mo Farooq.

Reece made a career out of putting terrorists like Al-Nawaz in the dirt.

And no one knows Mo Farooq better than him.

I'm not convinced Reece is dead.

And we are going to find him.

♪I can see the rising sun ♪

♪The devil's still on the run ♪

♪All the pretty things burn out ♪

♪Heart is beating in my head ♪

♪Feeling numb with every breath ♪

♪Smoke and fire all around ♪

♪Finger on the trigger, finger on the trigger ♪

♪Over, and we all fall down ♪

♪Finger on the trigger, finger on the trigger ♪

♪I see time is running out ♪♪

How you doing, Reece?

Freddy Strain.

Take it you left the teams?

Agency now.

Ground Branch.

So you're the one who found me.

Yeah, well, I figured if you were gonna turn up,

might be a place tied to one of your boys.

We going somewhere, Freddy?

That depends on you.

When the Capstone story broke...

...they exhumed the bodies of your platoon.

Part of the families' case against the government.

They studied Alpha Platoon's tumors.

Turns out 85% of them were operable.

Are you telling me my men could've lived?

What I'm telling you is that they didn't have a choice.

But you do.

Are you familiar with the name Amin Al-Nawaz?

Negative.

That is the face of the new al-Qaeda.

Forward-thinking, adaptive, deadly.

He hit the NATO general's convoy with an IED.

The payload was delivered via drone.

And there's a very short line between the TTPs used in that kill...

...and one of yours in Iraq in 2010.

Think I coordinated a drone attack from a hunting camp in Mozambique?

Relax.

-We know it wasn't you. -Then what?

Then what are we talking about?

When was the last time you saw Mo Farooq?

Mo Farooq.

Mosul.

2015, thereabouts.

Well, we believe that Mo perpetrated Nawaz's attack on the NATO commander

using skills that he learned from us.

More specifically, from you.

No fucking way.

Mo dedicated his life to killing terrorists.

He wouldn't become one.

It's been a while since you've seen him.

A lot can change in that time.

Are you still the same James Reece that I knew in sniper school?

A Maelstrom drone was used in the NATO attack.

Same model you trained Mo on back in 2010.

First London.

Then NATO.

If al-Qaeda is back and they're checking off targets against the West,

then it's not long before the U.S. is next.

So you want me to help you find Mo Farooq?

No, not find him.

Turn him.

In exchange, the president's willing to grant you a full pardon for your crimes

and surgery on the tumor.

We're ready to give you your life back.

That's the big sell?

My life?

You gonna give me my wife back, and my daughter?

My men, who didn't even have to die, Freddy?

Is the government prepared to do that?

You know the Agency playbook.

Option one, you come with me, we find Mo.

Option two, we leave you here with the FBI,

and you spend the rest of your days in a cell

watching the Justice Department destroy the lives

of everyone who stood in your corner.

Liz Riley, Marco Del Toro,

Katie Buranek, Raife and Rich Hastings.

So it is on you.

Reece.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Thank you. Thank you all very much for coming and being here today.

In Ukraine, we don't toast something just once.

We usually toast it, well, at least a dozen times.

And the first toast is always to the meeting.

The reason why we're here, which today is our mutual commitment to truth.

That commitment came under attack in Brussels three months ago.

But that dark day only set fire to my determination...

You know him, right?

How much of this is an act?

Well, how many billionaires do you know who would run to a burning car?

-He saved a man's life that day. -Mm.

But here, on my first day as the new owner of VoltStreem,

my wish is far simpler.

My wish is to offer what I have.

My company, one family.

- To family. - To family.

Salud.

Hey, Jordan, are you still friendly with that futures trader out of Deutsche Bank?

Don't let us stop you.

Uh, I noticed some trading anomalies tied to Al-Nawaz's attacks.

A fund called Euronext is shorting the market with scary good timing.

Some progress on our story?

Jordan here has a situationship in the city that could prove very helpful.

Um... right.

What?

Wait. He-he didn't tell you?

Jordan's decided to move on. He's leaving us.

He must have forgotten to mention it.

Yeah, I was busy pulling the rip cord on my golden parachute.

But you built this place. You are VoltStreem.

No. No, you are.

Jordan built what VoltStreem is today.

You, me, Yana, we are going to build VoltStreem what it is tomorrow.

And the day after that and, uh, the day after that.

But first, we need to find a new editor to oversee our new staff.

Oh, you had this planned from the beginning.

Okay, fine. So what if I did?

You finally have a new story, right?

And VoltStreem has a backer that will help keep it afloat.

I mean, war's over, Katie.

You won.

Raife.

What happened? Is he dead?

Who? Reece?

No. This isn't about him.

Then text me like a normal person.

Katie.

What was it you said last time we spoke?

I asked you for an interview for my book, and you said...

oh, right, "Go fuck yourself."

Maybe take your own advice.

That bombing you were in, in Brussels...

I might know where that drone came from.

Thought your book

would be out by now.

Publishers prefer a book that has an ending.

Mine doesn't.

Here.

So?

About the bombing?

What if I told you that drone that almost killed you was one of ours?

Part of a shipment of weapons bound for an ally

that somehow ended up in the hands of terrorists.

What ally?

Ukraine.

Ukraine?

You got a source?

I've been working for a small weapons acquisition start-up.

Raife Hastings, gunrunner.

We suss out military surplus and try and get it in the hands of the right people.

But I've now come across multiple weapons systems

that appear to go missing en route,

with U.S. senators connected to all of them.

Why me?

If this is true, a story this big, you could've gone to anybody.

Why me?

Well, before he disappeared, Reece told me you'd always fight for the truth.

And I've used the only government card I have.

-There you go. -Let's just say that didn't go well.

So, I get my answers,

you get the story...

and we both get a hell of a fight.

Stable country for these parts.

Got a good relationship with the king and the secret police.

We got four contractors assigned to us, all solid.

Almost forgot. While we're here, you're James Donovan.

James Donovan?

Huh. Like Wild Bill.

Yeah. Knew you'd appreciate the nod.

Assalamu alaikum.

He's with me.

Welcome to Falcon Base.

- Good to see you, T-Roy. - Hey, Freddy.

Copy that.

Steve, you got the gate.

There she is. Echo.

Hey. Come here, baby.

Yes. Yes.

That's Echo. She came with the compound.

Now, here you go.

Behind here, back in the back, is a gym.

There's a Sorinex rig, AssaultBike, everything you're gonna need there.

There's a range about a klick south of here.

Steel for long guns, handguns,

so we can shoot without drawing attention.

Down here, you're gonna have all your basics.

Around the corner's the shitter.

Place to eat.

Through there is a common area where you can kick back.

There's also a library full of books that I've never read.

That there is the armory.

Full of every weapon an operator could want.

I'm bunking up there. You're over here.

Hey, Tate, are we up in our ordnance count?

Still low on 5.56 and 9-mils.

- When's the shipment? - Today, sir.

No other land shipments in this week.

- Yes, sir. - All right.

This is your room.

So go ahead, get changed.

Got you some new gear.

It's time to get back in the game.

I'll see you in a few.

All right.

-All right, that's it, close up. -Hold on.

James fucking Reece.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Donovan.

It's been ages, brother.

Last time I saw you, you were a lieutenant

and I was working for that bitch-boy Fuller.

Now you're a felon and I'm running this whole goddamn operation.

Listen, heard about what you did to Cox and your chain of command.

A big fan of your work.

Landry's in charge of hunting down Mo Farooq.

Jules Landry?

-Mosul? -That's right.

Wow.

You know, I worked with Mo and your boys Hastings and Edwards

on that busted op.

Know where I can find 'em?

Listen, I'm gonna have a little fun with our friend here

and, uh, get him tuned up to talk all things Mo Farooq.

Freddy, I'll meet you and Mr. America's Most Wanted

in the briefing room in 30.

- Good copy. - Goddamn.

Hiring fugitives to hunt down terrorists.

World never ceases to amaze.

He looked a little different last time I saw him.

Steady diet of TRT and dick pills will do that to a man.

Hello, shit bird.

You must be Mr. Donovan.

James, this is Maajid Kifayat.

He's gonna be training you up on the cultural side of things.

Assalamu alaikum, Maajid.

Walaikum assalam.

Okay, good, good. Good, Maajid.

Everyone's old friends.

We can get started now, yeah?

Okay, this is Amin Al-Nawaz.

2011, during the Egyptian Revolution,

he began organizing student groups on Facebook.

He then took his skills in computer science,

social media and propaganda,

left to find a new calling and a new home with al-Qaeda.

What's the endgame?

Dude wants what al-Qaeda's always wanted:

Islamic world free from outside domination.

I personally do not believe Al-Nawaz cares

about al-Qaeda's agenda.

I believe he just wants the world to suffer.

Payback for the last 20 years.

His latest recruit...

...is our target, Mo Farooq.

Question we've all been asking ourselves is why Mo flipped.

According to Iraqi Intelligence,

Mo attempted to flip Al-Nawaz in Syria two years ago.

But the closer Mo got

to Al-Nawaz's extremism, the more he fell under its spell,

the more he got out of touch with Baghdad, till he went dark.

Finally popped up on our radar during the NATO attack.

Mo was never religious.

His father was an academic.

His sisters were raped and killed by Uday Hussein, a secular sadist.

Mo has found religion.

His faith is tied to money, which we can track.

We have multiple accounts linking Mo donating assets to mosques here,

Tripoli, Libya.

That's where we're focusing our search.

My team will head out there tonight.

Libya?

Seems strange. Mo has connections and protections with the Kurds.

Someplace like... Syria or Lebanon offers a direct route back to Iraq.

Well, HUMINT points to Libya.

Mo has something cooking there.

I'm heading out now to chase down a lead I got from our latest guest.

Donovan, get back on the gun with Strain.

Maajid will prep you for the attention that inevitably comes

when someone who looks like you walks into a mosque in this part of the world.

I'm here as bait?

You're here to help the operation.

Yep. Sometimes you're the shark...

sometimes you're the chum.

See you boys in a few days.

Looks like Reece rubbed off on you, eh?

Thought we'd be meeting at your office.

Only if you're willing to become a source officially.

I told you, I'm not a source.

I just need answers from those senators.

Yeah, and what are you gonna do with those answers, Raife?

Go beat 'em up, like you did "Blue" Jay McArdle?

Your government connections weren't hard to track down.

Does the name Stewart McGovern mean anything to you?

No. Should it?

Well, both Senator Bolls and Senator Collins helped

to push those weapons to Ukraine,

and the man that connects those two names is

a maxed-out donor to both of their campaigns.

A lobbyist named Stewart McGovern.

That's who we go talk to.

-You can score us a meeting? -I'll get us in.

Want a run?

Oh, it's okay. I, um...

brought my own.

There's no concealed carry in D.C.

I know.

♪Yeah ♪

♪Paralyzed...

MP7.

It's compact, high rate of fire,

but it uses an itty-bitty bullet, so if you're gonna shoot somebody,

you wanna put a half mag in 'em.

How's it feel?

Like a stapler.

Shooter ready.

♪I wanna say things that I could never say ♪

♪Yeah ♪

♪I'm gonna do it again, I'm gonna do it again ♪

♪I'm gonna do it again ♪

♪Sick...

Thirty seconds.

I bet you that Browning hat I can do it in 25.

You're on.

♪Dragged down ♪

♪Rubbing my face in the ground ♪

♪No time for the undecided ♪

♪I wanna know why I've always felt alone ♪♪

That's what I thought, motherfucker.

Kills me, man.

I eat, sleep and breathe this shit, and you stroll out here

and shoot like a champ.

Well, if you want me to sandbag to make it a little easier on you, I will.

Hell no, dude. Keep it up.

Sooner we get this done, sooner we go home to our families.

Reece, I didn't mean that.

I'm sorry, man. I...

It's fine, Freddy.

No, it ain't.

I remember Joanie.

And, uh, you got a boy, Sam.

How's he doing, by the way? I'm sorry I didn't ask earlier.

Sam's good.

Yeah, he's real good.

Joanie's a saint for handling it all when I'm out here.

My hat's off to you guys.

You mean my hat.

Stress of a special-needs child can pull couples apart,

but brought me and Joanie closer together.

Got two more now.

Brother, appreciate every second you have with them.

What's next?

Please tell me we're gonna take that SAW for a run.

Actually, uh, had something else in mind.

Fuck you.

Get in there. Let's go.

All right.

- Get in there. - All right. All right.

I'm going.

You seeing the vapor trails?

Yeah.

I think we found your rust.

Eight inches low, four o'clock.

You remember what our instructor used to say?

A sniper's calm is in the acceptance of the bullet's path.

Every bullet has its destiny.

-Think it's time to call it. -I'm fine.

There are meds for that tumor and the symptoms.

We got a whole cocktail prescribed by those doctors who evaluated Alpha Platoon.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.

Corticosteroids and beta-blockers, right?

Well, you need to take 'em.

Got each other's backs out here.

Going again.

These 180-grain?

Negative. These are Barnes, 190s.

There he is.

Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Donovan, but I have more reading

-for tomorrow's session. -Mm.

Good. Maajid, the books have been great.

Yes, there are more lessons than just the gun,

all of which are equally important to your survival in the field.

Couldn't agree more, Maajid.

In fact, I've read these.

-Oh. -Except this one.

This one, I've wanted to read.

Well, uh, I guess we know where to start.

Mm.

Oh, and, uh, that drawer on the left...

...there is a bottle opener.

Works better than my furniture.

Check.

Hmm.

Here.

-What's this? -Coffee.

Thanks.

Drink it, then you throw that away in McGovern's trash, okay?

What's this? This a bug?

I believe journalists have something called "ethics."

Maybe it's best you don't know.

You just shake the tree. All right?

I'll see what falls out.

All right.

You share whatever you get.

My reward for finishing this shitty cup of coffee?

First to know.

All right.

-Ah. -Ms. Buranek.

Mr. McGovern.

-Thank you for waiting. -Ah, no worries.

Gave me a chance to grab a cup of coffee.

Good.

So, should I feel flattered or concerned

that D.C.'s most notorious investigative journalist is in my office?

Oh, well, that depends.

On?

You willing to share one of your famous Cubans?

You like cigars, Ms. Buranek?

Well, my father

used to say that a good cigar slows down time.

Makes me think of simpler days.

There are lots of folks that miss those days.

Yeah.

When deals were made behind closed doors...

...and kept there.

Now, you can be assured that I am not one of them.

I know.

You got a reputation as one of the good guys.

Someone who believes in their work.

So why do I still feel concerned?

Because I still feel the need to ask you about your relationship

with Senators Lisa Ann Bolls and Xander Collins.

Well, there's no secret. I-I support Lisa Ann and Xander to the fullest.

So do you support their work putting arms meant for Ukraine

into the hands of terrorists?

-I'm sorry. I'm not sure what you mean. -I have proof

that weapons on pallets bound for Ukraine

got diverted en route, and the signatures

on those shipping manifests show that Bolls and Collins helped

push those weapons shipments through.

Ms. Buranek,

what exactly are you accusing me and my associates of?

Those weapons systems ended up in the hands of Amin Al-Nawaz...

...who ended up using them in his attacks.

In fact, he used one of those weapons against me.

Look, if you are saying that there is...

...some connection between my office...

...and the world's most vicious terrorist...

...I'd say this meeting is officially over.

You can publish whatever story you can fact-check.

But if you intimate for even a moment that I support Al-Nawaz...

...you'll be hearing from my lawyers.

And if you think the Hartley estate was causing you problems,

just fucking wait.

Owen, can you grab me a Balboa from Blackfinn's?

Of course. I'll head down there.

No, just-just call it in.

It'll be ready by the time you get there.

Sure. Will do, sir.

Katie Buranek, the reporter, just stopped by.

Well, she was asking questions about Kestrel.

Well, that's very easy for you to say.

You don't have D.C.'s worst case of walking heartburn crawling up your ass.

Look, what she told me, this is not what I agreed to.

Sure. When do you want to meet?

Okay.

I'll be there.

-Bismillah. -Bismillah.

So, Mr. Donovan...

...what do you make of your reading thus far?

I thought it was interesting that a text that inspired so many jihadis

was written by somebody educated in Colorado.

It's true.

Qutb was obsessed by the idea of the American soul.

-Hmm. -This clash of civilizations

he saw coming, not just about destroying infrastructure

or assassinating various so-called leaders.

Like all wars of ideology,

he knew this clash could not be won or lost on the battlefield,

because you cannot kill an idea.

No, but you can certainly see why it lends itself

to the weaponization of faith.

Reminds me of our War on Terror.

Right? We declared war on a tactic,

when really what we're trying to do is counter an idea.

Al-Nawaz believes that strict adherence to these ideals

will keep the world from consuming itself.

His wrath seems to be aimed at all regimes

that attempt to tamp down extremism.

Even regimes in the Muslim world are targeted by his vengeance.

But what about Mo Farooq?

You read his file.

What about Al-Nawaz's beliefs would attract a man with Mo's background?

Mo was a partner in this so-called War on Terror,

and now he seems to have switched allegiance.

Do you think this change might have its roots in what he saw

in his American colleagues,

or is it more about what he saw in himself?

Frankly, I don't buy any of it.

I never spoke directly with Mo about the loss of his father and his sisters,

but I know he carried one playing card from the Iraq War in his wallet:

the ace of hearts.

Uday Hussein.

The man responsible for their deaths.

Now, avenging their loss made Mo who he is.

Sounds familiar.

Perhaps the loss of Mo's father,

his sisters,

unlocked something inside him that Al-Nawaz was able to exploit.

Your father was also a soldier, was he not?

He was.

We model what is shown to us by those around us,

not just by what we read in books.

May I ask, what kind of man was your father?

What was his legacy?

He was a good man.

A protector.

In the beginning.

But then, some things changed.

He lost his way.

What if I don't think I'm ready?

Well, I wouldn't leave if you weren't ready.

You've always been one of the few, James.

Keep watching the horizon.

Stop! Stop! Get back there!

Copy you. I got eyes on.

T-Roy, get on comms. Initiate QRF.

Roger that.

We got tangos inbound.

Freddy, you got eyes on?

Eyes on.

Secondary breach,

east wall.

We need to lock down the armory.

Roger that. Moving to the armory.

On comms. Check.

I got you. Let me know when you get to the armory.

Hey, we got unknowns approaching, east side. Is that us?

QRF. Identif--

Blue, blue. Moving to the armory.

Hey!

Friendly, motherfucker!

Hey, why are you flanking me?

Reece, these guys with lasers are not QRF.

Fuck.

How copy?

Confirm.

Three tangos moving to the front door.

Fuck.

Assaulters moving on the south side!

Coming to you.

Donovan, you and Freddy take the east wall. Me and Tate hit the west.

We'll flank 'em.

Check!

Freddy!

Covering you!

Collapse on the stairwell.

Moving.

They got S-vests.

RPG team, south side.

Not ours. Smoke 'em.

Moving to you!

- Blue, blue, blue! - I got you.

Reloading.

They have our gear. They have our fucking gear.

Get to the armory.

Moving.

Don't shoot. It's me.

Don't shoot. Don't shoot.

- Maajid. - Mr. Donovan.

Maajid, talk to me. You're hit.

Can you stand?

I need you up. Need you up.

Put your hand on my plate. Stay close.

Another wave. South wall.

Gotta move, Maaj.

Moving.

T-Roy, what's the ETA on our backup?

QRF's 12 mikes out.

Maaj, gun up.

Get in the fight. Kill anyone who comes around that corner.

- Freddy, what's the code? - Five-seven-four-six.

Maaj!

James.

James.

They'll show you the way, son.

Mr. Donovan.

We're gonna get through this, okay?

Can you hear me?

Are you okay? Please, sit back down.

You have a concussion.

Your brain needs to rest.

Where's Maajid?

Maajid made his last moment count.

Where's the guy I killed tonight?

Which one?

Hey, I need to ID a body.

- What are you looking for? - Uh, knife kill.

-Carotid laceration. -On the end.

I know what you're thinking.

Whoever they are, they're kitted up in our fucking gear.

Pack your shit.

We're breaking this place down.

Wheels up in two hours.

Find out who fucking did this.

What?

His name is Kazem Saeed.

-The fuck's going on? -I helped train him up in Iraq.

Back when I was working with fucking Mo.

You thinking Mo Farooq hit us last night? Hey.

That doesn't change the mission.

If Al-Nawaz is trying to take out our task force, that means we're close.

Owen, I'm out for the night.

Dinner meeting. No rolling calls.

Of course, Mr. McGovern.

Call 911.

Oh, my God.

Is he dead?

Sir.

You got your bell rung pretty good.

You need to slow down, take a breath.

There's no slowing down.

You saw what I saw.

That's Mo's guy.

It's our equipment. This is Mo, all fucking day.

He flipped.

Get me to Libya.

Mo's not in Libya.

You were right about his location.

We tracked Saeed and three of his men

back to their point of departure in Lebanon.

-We think Mo's in Beirut. -Well, then we go to Beirut

and we get him.

Listen here.

We're not killing him.

We need him, we need him alive.

Mo hit us right after you pulled me in.

That's not a coincidence.

Someone in your agency fucking sold us out.

And Mo is gonna tell me who.