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Captain Slattery was last seen underneath the fight arena.
Vulture team split up to take on the hostiles.
CO had the package.
Somehow, he got cut off from the rest, and he's been radio silent ever since.
- With the seeds? - Yes, sir. With the seeds.
And no word on the buyer. Who he is? What his assets are?
No, sir. As a precaution,
I recommend Nathan James moved to a more secure location.
I've identified a jagged stretch of coastline here.
Two nautical miles north of our PIM.
It will hide the ship, but also allow us to remain close enough
to maintain radio contact and help with exfil.
Very well.
And you're sure of what you heard, about who joined the team on the ground?
Yes, sir. Tom Chandler.
All right. The fight pit's here.
Nora, Pula, is this way.
Where are your rally points?
Rally point Alpha is here.
An abandoned square outside of town, two clicks west.
Helo's still doing racetracks.
Should've only taken him, what, 15 minutes on foot?
- He's gotta be hurt. - Or they already found him.
No, I don't think so.
There's still too many bad guys out there, looking.
RHIB's parked at rally point Bravo, on the beach.
It'll be crawling with Giorgio's men very soon.
We took his yacht into town.
Diaz, this is Green. Be on the lookout for the CO on E&E.
Roger that. Eyes open.
How many men does Giorgio have?
Dozen or so fighters. His personal detail.
Omar travels with an army.
Streets are getting hot. We gotta move.
All right, we break up into small teams.
Hit both rally points simultaneously in case...
Split up? We're already outnumbered.
If we stay together, we stand a chance if things go south.
Who are you? Who is he?
Part of the team that's been saving the world for the last year.
Captain Slattery is on evade and escape, operating in the blind.
No comms, no weapons, possibly injured,
and carrying what seems to be the most important thing in the world.
Since we know where he's heading, we have an advantage.
Small groups means more flexibility,
the ability to move faster and possibly, hopefully, find him.
But that's just my opinion. I'm new here. It's your show.
We split up.
It is an honor, Captain Tom.
You two are the butt of the biggest con
since Ulysses jumped out of a wooden horse.
Tom Chandler, on my yacht, in my house. And you two let it happen.
I was that close to that guy! I was that close!
He could've recognized me.
I didn't know it was Tom Chandler. I thought he was just a fisherman.
What did you say? What did you say to me?
Hmm? What did you say to me?
Uh, I thought he was just a fisherman.
A fisherman, you thought.
God, Giorgio, we are in the midst
of a tectonic shift of a paradigm of human behavior.
Now, is not the time for you to think.
We sealed off the ports.
He can't have gone far. Not with just a few men.
It wasn't just a few men.
He was working for the U.S. Navy and the British Intelligence.
- You don't know that. - Omar told us.
He was stalling you until his team could arrive.
- I was doing my job... - Giorgio, that's why he tricked you
- into getting the seeds! - At least I kept my clothes on!
Shut up! Listen!
Okay.
Okay.
Giorgio, you will get your mongrels out onto the street,
and you will bring me seeds, or you will bring me hostages.
- Clear? - Yes.
Lucia, darling, there is a U.S. Navy ship
out there somewhere. I don't know where.
But you will find it, and you will sink it
to the bottom of the great sea. Understood?
Those seeds do not leave this godforsaken island.
He hurt you. Didn't he?
Yes.
And now, there's a great storm
- welling up inside you, right? - Yes.
- You're angry. - Yes, Father.
And how does anger feel?
It feels terrible.
Well, put it to good use.
Won't be long now.
Set up more checkpoints, break down doors, whatever it takes.
- I want my money. - And I want my seeds.
- You were working with the Americans. - I was set up. We all were.
If you kill me,
- you get nothing. - Double.
What?
I will help you find the seeds, you pay me double.
Fine.
We started on the east side. You take the west.
Been in Italy all this time?
Greece.
- Leave the Navy, see the world? - Something like that.
Rally point Alpha is up ahead.
Miller, Green, you approach from the south.
- We'll take it from the east. - Copy that.
So, what are we supposed to call him, now?
"Hey, Tom"? "Mr. Chandler"?
- I'd stick with "Captain." - Right.
Sunshine, what's your whiskey?
Thirty seconds from rally Alpha.
- Local search came up empty. - Copy that.
Our intel said the buyer had the know-how and the labs
to fight the plant virus. You were with him.
Giorgio's a thug, but he answers to somebody.
The woman he was with at the Colosseum? The one watching you fight?
His sister.
- Green, any sign of the CO? - Negative.
Sunshine, we have a visual on you.
No sign of Charlie Oscar.
Nothing from up here, either.
I'll put her down and...
- Contact, three o'clock! - Hold your fire!
Too many! Too many! Do not engage!
It's too hot!
Mother, we're taking heavy fire. We gotta get outta here!
Should we engage?
Rally point is blown. Mike'll go for Bravo.
Negative, Green. Abort.
Too many hostiles and no sign of the CO. Scram rally point Alpha.
Copy that. Moving to rally point Bravo.
Hang on!
Let's go.
Copy that, Sunshine. Scram point Alpha.
Widen your aerial search and proceed to Bravo.
Cobra team, Alpha's blown. Request SITREP Bravo.
All quiet here. No sign of hostiles.
No sign of the CO, either.
- Mike has to be hurt or pinned down. - I know.
We need to do a full grid search,
- go street by street... - Tom, I know. I've got it.
All teams, this is Vulture. We need to sweep the area.
Burk, stay at Bravo with the RHIB.
If the CO turns up, get him the hell out of there.
Everyone else, we need to circle out
from each rally point and start the grid search.
Fletcher, Chandler, and I, will work from the north.
Miller, Green, start from the south.
Talk to the locals, go door-to-door, do whatever you have to, but find him.
Be advised, hostiles are doing the same thing.
Cobra copies.
- Captain Chandler? - You heard right.
- Just can't help yourself, can you? - Old habits.
Glad to see you still have 'em.
It's okay.
No, no, no, no, no. No. No.
I have to go. I have to go.
Thank you.
Your son?
Si.
I've lost family, too.
I'm sorry.
This smell... What is this?
Nostos.
He says he has not seen an American here in months.
- You believe him? - Not a word.
Hold on, hold on.
Looks like Omar's guys and the new assholes.
Well, aren't they just one big happy family?
No one will talk. They're too scared.
Giorgio has a lot of influence in this region.
The longer this takes,
the more time they have to find the Captain and us.
So, we level the playing field.
No. No, no, no, no.
Go. Go, go.
I didn't know a staycation could be so much fun.
We should send the kids to Grandma's more often.
TAO. EW detecting a new radar emission at bearing 085 true,
moving south-southwest.
It's rounding the tip of the island.
What is it?
Analyzing radar band and frequency, sir.
We've got an X-band radar signal. Plugging it into the library now.
SSES has indication of an EHF transmission signal.
Aye, ma'am.
Based on the parameters, I've identified contact
as a Hellenic Navy Vessel.
Hydra Class.
- A Greek warship? - That's no coincidence.
Is it possible the Greeks are behind this whole thing?
Let's not jump to conclusions. Not long ago, we were all part of NATO.
Which means they know our battle plans. EW, any signs of hostile intent?
No, ma'am, so far, no aggressive maneuvering.
And fire control is not engaged.
Gator, how protected are we along this coastline?
Well, sir, as long as we stay close to land,
they shouldn't be able to distinguish us from the rocks, sir.
- Set EMCON Condition Alpha. - Aye, sir.
This is your TAO. Set EMCON Condition Alpha.
And get eyes on the horizon for that ship.
Yes, sir.
Hydra Class.
Stavros.
- Where's Giorgio? - Do I look like Giorgio to you?
Where are we?
Almost to Nora, Pula, Ms. Lucia.
And the U.S. Navy ship?
If it's out there, we haven't seen it.
It's out there. I can feel it.
Keep looking.
- Can you make out what they're saying? - No.
Well, wait, wait, wait.
Something's happened.
- An American... - You speak Greek, now?
...at a house a few blocks from here. That's gotta be Mike.
Jesus.
Did you at least get something from her before you...
He's close.
And he's hurt.
Mikey.
Mikey.
Copy that, Nathan James.
There's a Greek warship approaching the island.
Stavros.
He came by Giorgio's house.
Got something.
I think the CO's injured.
Looks like she was trying to help him.
And he's been drugged.
How do you know?
I've seen this before.
Mike won't make it far in this condition.
Let's move.
Okay, open your eyes.
I'm a warrior princess, Daddy!
Hey, Dad! Dad!
Dad!
I made this for you, Dad.
It's a Navy SEAL.
It says, "For my dad."
This is the Navy SEALs.
His name is Pablo. And he likes to play.
And he has a lot of friends.
I think he's really cool. Do you like it?
Do you like it, Dad?
You're a commander!
I love it, pal.
How does it look?
Molto brutto.
So, the latest genetic modification didn't work.
We need the code. We need those seeds.
We'll get the seeds.
Listen, Dad, the other research, I've been reading it over.
- And? - It's gonna work.
You think so?
The other subjects, they all had the same result.
No side effects, no hindrance of other normal brain function.
- We're gonna do this. - That's what I've been saying.
- My boy. - They're gonna get those seeds.
They're gonna get 'em, Dad.
And then, we'll finish this. We're so close.
Master Chief?
Looks like someone's trying to get our attention.
Let's take a closer look.
It's definitely a signal mirror.
Long, short, long, short.
Morse code.
Long, long, long. Now, it's starting over.
Charlie Oscar.
- Charlie Oscar. Do you see him? - No.
But I do see where the signal is coming from.
The top of that cathedral.
All teams, be advised.
We have Charlie Oscar's location.
- He's at the cathedral. - Copy that.
Copy that.
We see it.
- He found high ground. - Let's go get him.
Mother, this is Sunshine.
We are six mikes out, heading to high ground for exfil.
Copy, Sunshine. Vulture, what's your whiskey?
Vulture team is approaching the cathedral.
Miller, Green, you're with us. Burk.
Move.
Go, go, go! Inside! Inside!
Staircase in back.
Sunshine, we need...
Don't worry. They're trapped. I'll get my seeds.
And I'll keep my money.
Giorgio, where are you?
We got them. They're on the cathedral roof.
Look for their helicopter.
I've got something.
- What is it? - Moving quickly, staying low.
TAO, EW detecting active fire control radar
from the Greek warship, track 4-6-2-7!
All stations, stand by to intercept if they fire.
Prepare countermeasures.
Aye, prepare countermeasures.
Sir?
They're not aiming for us.
Nathan James, we're being painted.
- Attempting to evade. - Do not let it touch down.
If those seeds get on board, we're done.
Yes, Lucia.
Move!
Calculating fire solutions now.
Kill them.
Damn it, they've still got us.
Hang on, Nolan.
- Damn it. - Where did they go?
I don't know.
- Nice trick, Warrant. - Mother, we shook 'em for now,
but I'm gonna have to stick out my neck to get up there.
He'll need at least 30 seconds of clearance.
Recommend we engage the Greek ship.
- We know where she is... - Negative.
Right now, we're hiding in plain sight.
The moment we fire, they'll be able to see us.
If they get one lucky shot on us,
Vulture team will be stranded along with the seeds.
What if they saw two of us, sir?
It's not quite what it was designed for, but I think it'll work.
Ready Nulka.
- Gator, find me a new hiding spot. - Yes, sir.
Stand by to exfil on my command.
- Copy that. Nolan? - Ready!
Mike!
Mike!
Mike?
It is Mike, right? Tom Chandler. Nice to meet you.
Same here. Hell of a ship you got here.
I got lucky.
You're lookin' pretty good in that chair, XO.
How does it feel?
I think I'm gonna like this view.
You like Cubans?
- I can hear 'em coming! Hurry it up! - Hand me one more.
Charge set. Here you go, Fletcher.
Okay, everyone, take cover.
Is he okay? Is he hit?
Let's go, Nathan James, where's that helo?
It's now or never, Sunshine!
Sunshine, stand by to exfil on my command.
Nulka ready? ESSM ready to fire.
- Gator, are we in position? - Yes, sir. We can make it.
- Sunshine, go for exfil. - Roger that.
Here we go!
There you are.
- We have a target. - Fire.
SAM inbound to helo, bearing zero-eight-seven true!
Air, kill track, four-eight-two-seven-six with birds.
Aye, killing track four-eight-two-seven-six with birds.
Damn it!
- Battle damage assessment? - Missile splashed.
Uh...
But we have the U.S. Navy ship. Prepare to fire.
I have the ship.
Target solution confirmed.
- They see us now. - X-band radar detected,
down bearing line zero-nine-zero true!
Let's give that ship a bigger target.
Stand by for Nulka!
Fire!
Bulldog inbound, bearing zero-nine-zero!
Heads up, track two-three-three-four-five.
Deploy Nulka countermeasures now!
Nulka away.
- Did we hit it? - It's like we fired at a ghost.
Missile splashed.
Nulka was successful.
Gator?
We made it to the inlet, sir. That ship can't see us.
Door won't hold for long!
When the door blows, I'll aim low, and you aim high.
Stay down, Mike. Stay down!
Mike.
Meant to give you this.
Spear of the Navy, huh?
Damn right.
A last minute FRAGO.
They want us to escort some scientist to the Arctic.
Quick deployment, just for the summer.
Yeah, but it's summer for the kids. No camping trips, no fishing, no Dad.
- You tell them yet? - Tonight.
Lucas...
Lucas!
Lucas!
I can't wait on that helo, Fletcher. Let her go!
10-inch steel!
Lucas!
Where are you, buddy?
Lucas. Lucas.
Hey, Lucas, hey.
I know it's a few months, and that's a long time,
but I'll still read your bedtime stories.
How?
I'll make recordings before I deploy.
You can play a chapter every night.
Well, maybe I could record something for you, too.
Yeah.
Yeah, I'd love that.
Okay. Let's get you down.
All you gotta do is jump, buddy. I'll catch ya.
That's your ride, Mike!
Come on, son. Now's the time.
I'll catch you. I promise.
Easy, Mike.
We got the seeds. You can let go now!
I wanna go back.
I wanna go back.
The Americans won't get far.
They have no allies in the Med. They're all alone.
Apparently, they're doing just fine that way.
I couldn't shoot down the helicopter, Father,
not with those seeds on board.
Those seeds should not have been on board to begin with.
Listen, Dad, we know you're upset...
Upset? Upset? I don't even know what upset means.
I'm distraught, I'm frustrated, I'm disappointed, I'm disillusioned.
I coddled you two.
I gave you everything, everything...
Money, power, trust, an entire military at your disposal.
What am I supposed to do now? What am I to do?
Even if we find that ship,
how can I declare war against it with the seeds on board?
I'm rendered impotent. Impotent!
Maybe a military option isn't the only answer.
Dad, look, I...
Maybe there's another way to get our seeds.
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