Chelyabinsk province - Russia
Military zone.
Closed area.
- Can we go faster?
- Not on these fucking roads.
Where are you from?
You're not a local.
I'm paying you to drive,
not to chat.
- How much longer?
- Just over those hills.
Crap.
Dimitri, what did you
bring us today?
My brothers,
it's the same old thing.
It's been a slow season.
Out of the truck, Dimitri.
Come on!
- Who's he?
- He's my cousin, Lev.
Why haven't you
mentioned him before?
Let's see what you have
in the back.
You stay... in the truck.
Hands still.
- Move on, Dimitri.
- Alright.
- Relax.
- Keep moving.
Open it.
Come on, Dimitri.
Come on!
Don't shoot!
Who are you guys?
- What's he saying?
- He wants to know who we are.
We're fucking salesmen.
Better keep moving.
- I'm done. You didnt tell me.
- Listen, sweetie.
Either you get
behind the wheel, or I do.
If you do,
maybe you'll get your truck back.
- Get it?
- Got it.
Good man.
Let's move it!
bTom Clancy's
Ghost Recon: Alpha/b
- Sir.
- Bring it in, boys.
The military base was
decommissioned last year,
but Sokolov is still the CEO.
They're in two sets of blocking
positions. Here and here.
Okay...
That's our "Boy".
Wait a minute.
There were three SUV's.
Advance party is clearing.
Chevchenko is hanging back.
- I got security. 30K, you're on me?
- Yes, sir.
- Pepper, I need you up top.
- Roger that.
- Chuck.
- Roger, spotting Pep.
Let's move!
Chevchenko won't be far behind.
Heads up.
Sokolov is in the house.
Roger that, keep moving.
Target inbound, 30 seconds.
Copy.
- Is this Boris?
- Yes.
Bring it over.
You're on.
Go!
Freeze!
Okay.
Go!
Clear to engage.
"Scout" inbound.
Sick'em boy.
Okay.
Talk to me!
- You got eyes on Sokolov?
- Check.
- Chevchenko?
- Negative.
What the hell is that?
I don't know what
the hell they're doing.
Where is he?
- He's coming.
- Coming?
Tangiers worked out
very well for us.
Everyone thinks
it was the government.
No one trusts anyone anymore.
My assets are in place,
I need the package.
- He's coming.
- Is he coming or not? - Yes!
That's it.
The deal is off!
You understand?
Take it back.
Wait!
The city has already
been chosen.
You have ten minutes before
we clean the entire area.
- Get what I want.
- I always do.
- On target.
- Holding... holding.
Chuck?
What you got?
Positive on Chevchenko.
Fuck it!
No shot.
Show me my money.
You can buy an army, general.
I already have an army.
Open it.
- Shit!
- Oh, man!
Cut "Scout's" mic!
Cut it now!
Something's down there.
I've got acoustic interference,
there's something jamming
the whole signal source.
It's as strong as
hell whatever it is.
Let "Scout" take a peek.
Here we go.
Holy shit.
We've got a "Bulava" war-head.
Six heads,
We got a loose fuckin' nuke.
Okay, let's get it on.
We have a deal.
Traitor!
Get the car!
We got them both.
We're out of here!
Stay put. Neutralize the area,
we've gotta get to that weapon.
Two in the SUV.
Your call.
Shit.
All right. We've gonna
secure that nuke.
- Chuck, can you neutralize that
fuckin' thing? - We're gonna find out.
Moving in.
Hey, you!
Drop your weapon.
Pepper, keep an eye
on the North gate.
Shit!
- You ever done this before?
- Sure.
Of course that was
an American nuke,
and it was a simulator.
Get together!
On your knees!
Who else?
Who else didn't come out?
There's something out there.
Get back!
Holy shit!
What the fuck is that?
We get this thing
away from the nuke.
- Chuck...
- Yes...
and this is the honeypot!
The PU-239!
- What?
- That's one.
Five more to go.
I got nine, ten... inbound.
Cloaked and loaded.
They got flankers!
- Stay on that weapon.
Pepper, cover him. - Roger that.
Shit!
This thing is slow, once it
clocks you, head south.
- Four to go!
- Hey, Boss!
This thing ain't so slow!
Reloading!
- 30K! Get that thing to the canal!
- I'm trying!
Where the fuck are you, Chief?
God damn it!
Where are you?
- How much longer? God damn it!
- Two left.
Chuck is down.
- What?
- Chuck is down.
- You know what to do.
- Fuck!
Sorry, pal!
I'm at the rendezvous point.
We got them all!
To be continued...