Intel better be solid, especially considering
the mess your team left at the Hanto Building.
- Radio check, over. - Good check.
Appreciate being allowed to participate, Inspector.
Intel retrieved from the Hanto Building
places a package matching the stolen missile specs
at Warehouse Foxtrot.
GPS coordinates have been provided.
Must be nice, getting back in the saddle.
- You set? - Set.
Let's go.
Go, go, go!
Target location ahead.
Bravo, this is Zero.
Go, go, go.
- Go, go, go! - Come on!
Go, go, go, go!
Clear!
- Clear left! - Moving forward.
Zero, there is nothing in here. Repeat, nothing.
Well, that was worth getting out of bed for.
It's a transport crate from the plane.
Yeah, it was definitely here before.
Let's get eyes on any local surveillance in the area.
See if we can't see when and where it was moved.
We'll handle that. Not you.
I put myself on the line to get this op sanctioned
based on intel from an illegal raid.
I have no choice.
It's got to be a total lockdown with citywide checkpoints.
All British military operations here are effectively suspended.
Inspector Leong.
You okay?
We'll get whoever's responsible for this.
She was 27 with a kid.
You know, it was a routine op.
She didn't deserve it.
Well, that's a very interesting read.
You seem like a decent soldier.
Military Intelligence, Spetsnaz field training,
seconded to Alpha Group.
Going to give me a medal, Colonel?
I'm gonna ask you why you're still here,
why you've ignored direct orders from your CO to return home.
My mission is not complete.
You've been recalled, op shut down.
Colonel Beshnov is only worried about his reputation.
I'm not surprised.
An illegal Russian op going loud and public
is the kind of thing that fuels sanctions down the line.
Frankly, you're something of an embarrassment.
We were set up.
Triads don't want this missile for themselves.
It is this Kingfisher.
And have you any idea who or what that might be?
But if they can pay to steal a missile,
maybe they can pay someone off in Moscow,
find out my team's safe house location.
Colonel, we are both looking for the same thing here.
Maybe we could be of some use to each other.
And why on Earth would we want to work with you?
'Cause you are at a dead end and I have the way out.
Directorate A files on the missile theft.
You're offering to share classified Russian intelligence.
Isn't that technically treason?
Only if I come home empty-handed.
I will need to contact my handler,
Lieutenant Pavel Kuragin, Alpha Group support.
"Kuragin."
There we go. Former FSB counterterrorism.
Basically a go-between for Alpha field agents and their CO.
So he's their computer guy.
That's a little reductive.
Let's see, he trained with
the Foundation for Advanced Military Research,
specialized in telecommunications,
information infrastructure, network operating system,
variants of SQL, Python, and yeah.
He's a computer guy.
If you do go to see your handler,
you wouldn't be going alone.
This is on our terms.
Part of me thinks she's legit.
I mean, we all saw what happened to her team.
But part of me also thinks this ends
with us putting a bullet in her, or her putting one in us.
Oh, you're a little beaming ray of Aussie sunshine today, aren't you?
Now, before anyone puts a bullet in anyone,
why don't you two go and have a word with this computer guy?
Pavel.
Katrina.
Come on.
Put down the gun. They're with me.
Novin, Wyatt. British Military Intelligence.
Yeah, I know who the fuck you are.
I was asking her what she is doing with you.
Let's call it a cross-cultural exchange.
Hey, if you're gonna whisper, you do it in English.
Our terms, remember?
Did you tell the Colonel?
I told him I couldn't contact you, which was pretty much the truth.
Katrina, think about what you are doing.
Someone doesn't want us to find this missile.
You saw the others killed in front of you.
Maybe it's affecting your judgment.
- I'm sorry, I... - No, I can't let you take that.
You promised you would help.
Pavel, for what it's worth, you know,
- we all want the same thing. - Really?
Because I would like you not to be here
stealing information that does not belong to you.
They will think we are defectors.
What do I tell the Colonel?
Just tell him you are still looking for me, Pavel.
Okay?
I will be in touch.
- You okay? - Fuck you.
Got anything?
Yeah, a bad feeling.
We report to Coltrane.
Coltrane reports to High Commissioner McKitterick.
And right now, McKitterick
is looking pretty damn cozy with the Triads.
Son of a bitch.
That's why Davis kept McKitterick in the dark.
She knew he was dirty.
You're accusing the British High Commissioner
of colluding with the Triads, passing on intel.
Well, they knew we were coming to that warehouse.
Someone tipped them off.
I agree, but this is circumstantial.
So because he's a High Commissioner,
we just sit on our hands and say "fuck it"?
No, we find corroborating evidence, like his financial records.
I don't think that's gonna be easy, sir.
No, it's not.
Unless, of course, you were concerned about
how Davis didn't trust him, so you requested access
to his system, ostensibly to review
her field reports but, in reality, to install
proprietary software to brute-force access
to his private accounts.
- Oh, I like you. - Thank you.
Looks like McKitterick has six-figure gambling debts
to various bookmakers and casinos,
and I would take an educated guess that these are all run by the Shun-Ko.
And if I was trying to smuggle a nuke out of the country,
a diplomatic pass would be a big help.
Brings you right through those borders and checkpoints.
McKitterick has the power to shut us down.
We're going to need backing from local authorities.
McAllister, see if you can't convince Inspector Leong
to give us her support.
Uh, that might be a bit tricky.
She's not exactly my biggest fan at the minute.
Well, then lie to her.
Tell her what she needs to hear.
You've got this. You're one of the most capable soldiers
I've ever worked with.
- Thanks. - See? It's easy.
The rest of you, on me.
I need to hear what our High Commissioner
has to say for himself.
Hmm.
Good one.
I meet a lot of people. Every day, I mean.
- Comes with the job. - This isn't "people."
This is Kim Wei-Fung, head of the Shun-Ko,
an organization that you coincidentally owe
thousands in gambling debts to.
Alexander,
you've already ruined your career once.
Are you sure you want to double down on that?
I wish I could help.
You know, there was a time I might have broken
your bloody arm for lying to me.
Thankfully, I have calmed down.
Do you know, I think I know what this is all about.
- James... - This is Afghanistan...
- If they want something from you... - This is the Arbakai,
- this is IEDs on the road. - They're trying to lean on you.
This is you trying to make amends for what you did.
I am trying to fucking help you!
Please.
We have a limited window in which to track this missile down.
The Triads will need your help to get it out of the city.
Let's...
Say...
They did want something from me.
And I refused.
Who do you think they'd target?
We could protect them.
There's, what, four of you?
Once you've gone, I mean, we already live behind
walls and gates, and it's not enough.
Something important?
I'm backing the recommendation for your team's removal.
Sorry.
Truly.
Zero, we have eyes on Alpha.
Vehicle is on the move.
Stay on him.
Copy that.
So now we grab him, yes?
Without the backing of the authorities,
we'd just be a bunch of rogue operatives
running around waving guns, kidnapping people.
Works for me.
We just need Mac to come through for us.
Inspector Leong. How you doing?
McAllister.
Come inside.
Interesting décor.
These all concerning Laoshu?
I mean, there's dedication, then there's personal.
Laoshu is my father.
My mother thought he was an insurance salesman.
She had no idea about his real life,
until the day a rival Triad gang tried to take him out.
They missed him.
Didn't miss her.
How old were you?
I was only four.
But I was lucky.
Brought up by a lovely couple
who didn't even mind when their daughter announced
she wanted to be a cop.
Day of graduation from the academy,
he's outside, waiting for me.
Must have been an interesting conversation.
He said he was sorry,
said he'd do anything to make amends.
So I asked him to leave,
for good.
And now he's back.
If my team was reactivated, we could take him down.
If you're going to try emotional manipulation,
at least make it subtle.
Look.
That wasn't meant like that.
Come on, you don't really give a shit about me.
I'm just another obstacle for you to overcome.
Look, this was a courtesy call.
A nuke like that in the wild
is a six-figure death toll on a good day.
You're exactly what I expected.
Whoa, what? You don't know anything about me.
- How can you say that? - Really?
What have you got outside all this?
Friends? Family? A real life?
Uh, you've got criminal profiles
on your fridge and you want to give me a lecture?
You're very perceptive, Sergeant McAllister.
What are you gonna do? Arrest me?
Again, very perceptive.
If I have to.
I don't have the keys to these, you know.
You're kidding me, right?
Yes.
I'm kidding.
Stop!
Shit. You go, I'll hold them off.
This way.
Shit, we might have to jump.
Go!
- Sorry, love! - I'm sorry.
I'll explain later.
I'll make my own way back.
He's leaving his security detail behind.
He's getting inside the racetrack.
Apparently, the Shun-Ko own a majority share in the place.
I have a bad feeling McKitterick may be meeting with them.
Stay on him.
And remember, strict rules of engagement.
We can only observe unless something goes wrong.
Copy that.
Which means we can't touch McKitterick
until the Malaysian police give us the okay.
Consider that underlined twice.
- Oi! - What?
What are you doing? You know our orders.
Your orders, not mine.
To observe until we get permission to engage,
but what if the crazy Russian
wants to just grab the High Commissioner and...
Well, we'd be forced to intervene.
It's not gonna happen, all right?
Our op, our rules.
When it comes down to it, Zarkova, you're kind of expendable.
Thank you for reminding me, Sergeant.
- Hey, hey! - Nicely handled.
Zarkova's moving in, we're following.
Shit.
Stairs.
Morning, High Commissioner.
You, sit.
It was you.
Laoshu, yes?
You're the one who killed the British soldier.
Who are you here with?
Well, unfortunately, I am alone.
Because you took out my team, as well.
She just gave us a sitrep.
Third floor, six Tangos.
And she's with Davis' killer.
Well, that's not our op. We stay on mission.
Zero, we have Alpha target on the third floor.
I got a visual on multiple Tangos.
Permission to engage.
Thanks to Bravo,
Inspector Leong has got us permission to engage
in exceptional circumstances,
so extract and secure the target.
Sign.
You understand what happens if I give your vehicle
diplomatic clearance and then my actions are discovered?
A man in debt to the Shun-Ko cannot walk away.
You could hide your family, but we will find them.
Of this I am sure.
If I agree to sign?
They will be safe.
You have my word.
No one can know about this.
Please understand, none of this is a choice.
And for that, I am sorry.
McKitterick, move!
Move!
Get down!
Laoshu!
He's escaping down the back stairs!
Forget him.
Can you move?
- Novin, let's go! - Copy that!
On point!
Contact left!
Get down, head down! Move, move!
Contact right!
- You okay? - You realize what you've done?
They'll come after my family now!
Well, then you shouldn't have gotten in bed with the Shun-Ko.
- More incoming! - Move, on me!
Moving to extract Target Alpha now!
Moving!
I'll hold back till you're clear!
Bravo's en route.
Rendezvous at the underground car park.
Keep left.
Bravo, Tangos on their way.
Stay sharp. I'll make my own way.
Get the target to withdraw
any diplomatic decrees that he's issued.
What did they want?
The Shun-Ko, what did they want?
Diplomatic clearance for a vehicle.
All right, we're gonna have to get you to cancel that, okay?
Contact!
Move, move!
Make the call.
Get back!
Oh, nice car.
McKitterick, come on!
Make the call.
I'll cover the other side.
This is High... High Commissioner McKitterick.
Pass code 6-3-1...
Contact!
Finish the bloody call.
Amy.
I warned you.
They sent people to my home.
- Clear! - Clear.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, sir. Put that gun down.
You have absolutely no idea what they're capable of!
There's no way you can protect my...
My wife, my daughters.
I'm the only one who can do that.
No, no, no, no, no!
Shit!
Alpha is down. Repeat, Alpha is down.
Did he complete the call?
Negative. We've got nothing.
All right, we can't stop the diplomatic clearance
but we can track it, see if it's been used.
- Novin, sitrep! - En route, mate.
Wait a minute. Eyes on Laoshu.
Diplomatic pass was used
on a road leading to the Serendah region
outside the city.
It's a 20-minute drive from here.
- We can make it in 10. - Go.
Novin!
- Novin, sitrep! - Go on without me.
You heard her. Let's go.
All right, it's just you and me on the line.
I want you to think about what you're doing.
Disobeying a direct order, that's how a career ends.
She knew McKitterick was dirty.
She had nowhere to turn but me.
I let her down.
I've read Davis' file, saw what it did to her.
She had a family, a life,
and to die like that in some filthy alleyway...
I'm not letting him walk away.
Laoshu is not the mission.
That's why it's on me.
Listen, I understand how you feel.
I know how losing someone stays with you.
Believe me, I know.
But this isn't the way.
She deserved better. I'm sorry.
It's the Hulu Langat Forest Reserve,
and the nearest significant landmark is the disused Hutan Besar
palm oil plantation built on land owned by the Wei-Fong family.
As in Kim Wei-Fong, head of the Shun-Ko.
Locate and secure the package, over.
Copy that.
Looks like Triad command and control.
Transport helo is heading to a plantation landing site.
We need to get to that helo.
There's too many of them. Can't go through there.
All right, me and Amy'll provide cover.
You and Zarkova flank left,
make a direct line to the landing site.
"Direct line" meaning "run like hell and hope for the best"?
You've got this.
You're one of the most capable soldiers
I've ever worked with.
Holy shit, that does work.
All right, fuck it.
I was the one that wanted more action, right?
Yeah. Go over there.
With the racket from that helo, they won't hear a thing.
Fragging out.
Go.
Moving forward.
They're rigging it up now. It's going airborne.
Secure that warhead.
But take extra care.
We don't want any ammo impacting on that nuke.
You're a good shot.
You think you can cover me?
All right, go, go.
Go!
Contact!
Technical!
Grenade!
You shouldn't have made him come back.
Amy.
I've got this.
Yeah, you've got this.
- Fuck. - You okay?
So-so.
My fight is not with you.
Mine is.
Remember Davis?
I will wait for Godfather Kim to return.
His will be the last life I ever take.
Please.
This is over.
Not even close.
I should have given her a chance to fight for her life.
There would have been more honor in that!
Fuck your honor.
- You are upset. - Yeah.
We screwed the pooch.
You had sex with a dog, or what?
Oi, you tramp. Means we fucked the mission up.
I know that, Sergeant.
Helo's gone, the warhead with it, and all this shit was for nothing.
Well, maybe your new Russian friend
knows where it is going.
What are you talking about?
What are you talking about? Zarkova!
Zarkova!
Just had word from Novin.
Your father.
I'm sorry.
He wasn't my father.
He was just a man who shouldn't have come back.
Was thinking about what you said earlier.
About having a life outside of all this.
We wouldn't work out.
Wow, uh, I mean, do you want to think about it?
That was pretty brutal.
Yeah.
I'll probably regret it later.
See you around, Sergeant.
See ya.
You fixed a tracker to the missile crate?
We were outnumbered. Seemed the best tactic.
That's a ballsy move.
So?
- Where's it heading? - And I would tell you because?
Because you wouldn't have got anywhere near it
if it wasn't for us.
Have the Shun-Ko said who's paying them?
According to local police,
helicopter didn't belong to the Shun-Ko.
None of the Triads knew where it was headed.
And the only name they managed to recover
was the same as the one from the Hanto Building,
Kingfisher.
So I find this Kingfisher, this missile.
Otherwise, how can I go home?
No team.
Disobeyed direct orders.
Captain.
If you're willing to share your intelligence,
I am willing to discuss some kind of a deal.
We have a word, "poputchik."
"Strangers who form a bond over a long journey."
What are you saying? We're all poputchiks now?
Oh, me and you?
- Nyet. - Oh, I get that.
That's that famous Russian sense of humor, right?
Signal's good.
Heading northwest over the water.
So how do we do this, sir?
Straight-up dismissal? Court martial?
Well, normally I like to start with a conversation.
You know I screwed up.
Left you in the dark, disregarded orders.
Unless those orders were to track down
and eliminate whoever killed Lance Corporal Davis.
Is that mission finished?
Yes, sir. It is.
Then do the honors, please.
Da?
To Lance Corporal Zoe Davis.
Lance Corporal Davis.
Mmm.
Good girl.