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Ops. Rivera.
Okay, got it.
Patricia's on her way in.
She wants us to meet her in the vault in 15.
That is a Russian drone.
That's the Falcon UAV,
capable of flying from Moscow to Dallas and back
with a loiter time of 36 hours.
Haven't we been briefed on the Falcon?
Not this one. This one's dubbed the Mark Ten.
It has stealth capabilities
beyond anything we have ever seen.
- Such as? - Such as two days ago,
one flew over the United States,
and no one even noticed.
NORAD was able to piece together
the flight path after the fact.
It seems like the drone did a circle route,
so it came across the Bering Strait here,
skirted down the coast of Canada
into Washington, where it flew over
the Hanford Nuclear Reservation,
purely for sight-seeing purposes,
- I'm sure. - Yeah.
At which point, it headed east into Montana,
did a 180, flew right back the way it came.
Son of a bitch flew right over my house.
Top, how is it possible
for anything to fly over the U.S. undetected?
Engineers at Darpa believe
the drone has a special ceramic mesh skin.
We've got similar materials in development at Skunk Works,
but nothing this good.
Suffice to say, if they can put it on a drone,
they can put it on a bomber.
I take it DIA isn't sharing this intel with us
out of the kindness of their heart.
45 minutes ago,
the NSA intercepted an urgent cable.
Seems a Falcon like this one, that did a flight over China,
crash-landed on its way home to Mother Russia.
So, the Russians are launching
a salvage operation, as we speak.
Now, what they don't know
is that we know about the crash,
so if we hustle, if we do this right,
we get to the crash site first.
And recover a sample of the drone skin.
Darpa says that if they get a sample,
they'll be able to recalibrate all of our radar stations
to pick up any aircraft using it.
So, basically, if we get there first,
there's no more invisible flights over America.
I'm sorry, did she just say, "If we get there first"?
The NRO has pinpointed
the crash site to this area in Mongolia.
It is as rugged and remote as it gets.
So, I'm thinking our best bet is to start our search
right here at this little village.
Big skies out there.
If a drone's gonna come down, somebody's gonna see something.
Mongolia...
How are we gonna get the team to Mongolia in time?
Stand by.
Go, go, go!
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This is friggin' no man's land.
Reminds me of home.
Dalton's team are on the ground.
Insertion complete.
Dalton, we have a positive signal from your PDTs.
- How do you read? - Loud and clear.
Lima Charlie. We have any company?
Looks clear, for now.
All right, Preach, how far do we got till the village?
Ten clicks.
All right, Command,
we're heading to the primary objective.
We're gonna be off comms until then,
in case the Russians have any ears
on any of these surrounding peaks.
All right, you guys, ready?
Push on.
It must have been amazing
growing up in a place like this, huh?
Yeah, man, it was pretty cool, you know.
Spent my days hanging out outside
with cows and horses.
I wouldn't see another person until dinner time.
Only times we'd go into town was when I got hurt, you know.
Probably why my mom decided to become a nurse.
She got sick of driving 100 miles to the doctor.
100 miles to the doctor?
Yeah.
It was, like, 150 miles to the closest boarding school.
Stop.
What, Amir?
It's okay to be proud of your upbringing,
silver spoon and all.
I absolutely regret telling you guys about this.
Yeah, you do.
Hey... Lock it up.
Commander, you picking this up on the cams?
Yes, we are.
Our image is obscured by the smoke,
and I don't think that's from cooking fires.
Suggest extreme caution.
Oh, good.
Here I was just gonna use mild awareness.
Yeah, whatever happened over there wasn't pleasant.
I don't advise we come walking in there
from the desert with guns, hoping for hospitality.
Hey, Noah, what can you tell me about these villagers?
In this region, it's Kazakhs.
Peaceful nomads, live off the land.
Looks like a pretty standard village.
Circle of ger.
Tents.
Minus the smoke, of course.
Could be related to the drone.
Or it could be a totally unrelated time suck.
Or a bit of both.
It's too much ground to cover
to have some kind of scavenger hunt.
If we want to find this drone before the Russians,
we got to talk to the people who saw it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Hey.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No, no, no, American!
American!
No, no, no, American... don't shoot, all right?
They're just scared.
No! Americans! Stop!
It's okay, it's okay.
Amir, how's your Kazakh?
Same as it's always been.
Borderline non-existent.
Great.
No, no...
Hey, hey...
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No, no, no, no, no.
Easy.
That's all I got.
Saying the wrong thing is worse than saying nothing.
Top, that kid over there on the right's been shot.
Yeah.
All right, well, let's go ahead and show 'em
that we're the good guys.
Okay, we're... we're gonna... we're gonna help you, okay?
No, no, it's okay.
No, no, no, no, no, no, I'm a doctor!
Calm down. I'm a medic, okay?
I just want to look at his wound.
Okay? I just want to look at his wound.
I'm just gonna keep going and hope I don't get shot.
Okay, I just need to see underneath his shirt.
I'm a doctor, okay? It's okay.
I got one entry, one exit.
The wound looks kind of clean, but...
if I don't patch him up, he could lose the arm.
Yeah. All right, well, you do what you got to do.
All right, this is gonna hurt a little bit.
Let's get him in... can we... can we... can we take him inside?
Yes?
Let's do that.
Come on, let's get you up and take you inside.
Okay, all right.
See, that wasn't so hard.
- See? - Amir, give me a hand.
All right, so we were right.
The whole village saw the drone go down.
Working on getting a location for that now.
They also said that they saw a GRU patch
on the soldiers that raided the village two hours ago,
so... Spetsnaz did this.
Spetsnaz?
Well, the good news is, if we had any doubts
about the drone being important,
those just went out the window.
Yeah, but the bad news is that
now we're not dealing with regular old Red Army salvage.
We're going head-to-head with some real pipe-hitters here,
who seem to be making their own rules of engagement.
Top, I got the location.
All right, go ahead, send it.
Grid coordinates coming your way.
Wait, what's wrong?
Hold on, if this is correct,
the drone didn't go down in Mongolia.
- It went down in China. - Where exactly?
Assuming Preach's location is right...
Dalton, those coordinates put the drone
about a mile inside the Chinese border,
right where Russia and Mongolia meet.
How confident are you about that location?
The basin they're describing is pretty specific.
It's the only one like it within 100 miles.
Right, but can we trust them?
Look at 'em.
They're terrified, sure,
but these are honorable people.
I mean, us helping them,
they're not gonna repay kindness with lies.
- Thanks. - Everything all right?
Yeah, he's gonna be all right.
All right, Command,
I say we act as if the intelligence is good.
We proceed to the primary target.
Look, it's one thing to operate inside of Mongolia
without telling the government,
but if we cross the border into China
without telling the Chinese...
I'm assuming Spetsnaz is operating in the same area.
Each of those on their own is a serious risk.
Put 'em together...
Uh, hey, do you guys want to know what I think?
I say that going a mile over some imaginary line
on a map in the middle of nowhere is worth it,
if it means no more Russian sightseeing trips
over the Golden Gate Bridge.
Noah, walk them through everything they need to do
in order to avoid detection by the Chinese.
All right, listen up, Dalton.
This is gonna be more than going into denied-area.
As you get closer to the border,
you are gonna enter a detection grid
designed to pick up any use of technology,
which means...
it means from here on out, we have to institute
a complete communications blackout.
We will not have eyes and ears on you,
and you will have to go equally deaf and blind.
That means no comms, no GPS, not even your ISC earwigs
you use to talk to one another.
Now, if you have to make contact,
your best bet is to use a civilian sat phone.
Chinese are more likely to dismiss it
as one of their own, instead of you trying
to send a message over encrypted comms.
Bottom line,
if it uses juice, turn it off.
Take out the battery, and don't put it back in
until you are ten miles back on the good side of the border.
Roger that.
We'll catch you on the dark side of the moon.
Dalton...
remember, the Chinese military
does routine border checks from the air,
which means if you get caught, we won't be able to help you,
so be safe and be smart.
Adam...
this is as old school as it gets.
Don't worry...
old school we can do.
Sure could use a street sign right about now.
Street sign? There's no streets.
Amir, you're looking like
a regular savant up there on horseback.
Okay.
You do look a little shaky, Amir.
You didn't go to some fancy riding school
where you grew up?
No, actually.
Before my family made any money,
as a child, when I was on my uncle's farm,
I watched him almost get trampled to death by a horse.
I'm sorry, man, I... I had no idea.
Yeah.
No. What?
You three would make terrible spies.
Would be dead within a month,
or smoked, as you say.
All right... let's keep moving.
Looks like the border's just up ahead here.
From here on out,
let's make sure we keep our noise discipline tight.
- Yeah? - Copy.
Whoa.
Well, there's tracks here.
What do you think they're driving, Preach?
Ural or KamAZ Mustangs, maybe.
Heavy cargo trucks, for sure. By my count, two of 'em.
Assuming this path follows the contour of the mountain.
Not the most direct route.
Well, that actually works to our advantage.
Over what? The Russian Special Forces
who have a head start on us?
Jaz, haven't you ever seen a Western?
We'll cut 'em off at the pass.
Yeah, that's what I'm thinking.
Yeah, but Top, there's some pretty steep
and rugged terrain off up ahead.
How you suppose we get these horses up there?
Well, I say we just push on ahead,
find a place to tie off,
and do the rest on foot.
All right, you guys ready?
Let's go.
I can't get anything done.
How 'bout you?
Of course. I'm a professional.
Is that right?
Well, how come you're on your fourth pack of rinds there,
Mr. Ice-In-His-Veins?
This is Patricia.
I'll be there.
Dimitri Gromyko wants to meet with me.
The Russian Ambassador?
He and I used to cross paths a lot
when I was working CI at Langley
and he was at the Rezidentura.
Well, that can't be a coincidence.
He must know that the team is there.
- This is bad. - Or...
it's an opportunity.
What do you got?
- Not a lot of cover. - Not any cover.
No way around.
This is a damn kill box.
All right, move out.
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Hope it wasn't expensive.
Looks like they split up.
Scouts to secure the crash site, most likely.
Well, I guess there's no monopoly on good ideas.
All right, let's move out.
Patricia, look at you. You do not age.
You lie as good as ever, Dimitri.
Ah. Are you sure you won't eat?
- The steak is very, very good. - I'm sure.
I was...
very sad when I heard about your son.
Thank you.
You know, I too lost a son
in Afghanistan.
I did everything in my power
to get him out of the army,
but he...
he insisted.
I hope you're as proud of your son as I am of mine.
This talk of loss...
It is why I called you, of course.
It is my hope to prevent
any further loss of life,
on either side,
especially in some place as...
As meaningless as Mongolia.
Well, Dimitri, I'm going to do something I rarely do
and admit that I have no idea what's going on.
Ah.
We know you have a team, Patricia,
one of yours, on the ground right now.
Well, I'm hearing Mongolia.
I'm hearing you have an interest there.
If you're expecting something in exchange...
Three additional squads
are being called up, as we speak,
all Spetsnaz.
They will be sent to the region
in a matter of hours.
No one wants there to be bloodshed, Patricia.
You brought me here to warn me against
something I have nothing to do with?
Well, I hope that is true, Patricia.
I hope that you do not have a team on the ground,
because in a matter of hours,
those mountains will be overrun.
And you know Spetsnaz, Patricia.
They're the type to shoot first,
and then shoot your corpse,
just for fun.
Are we in China?
Uh, from up here, it's hard to tell.
Down there, definitely.
Should we risk contacting DC?
For what?
Let 'em know we lost a race we should've won?
Top, there's a lot of wreckage down there.
If it's just a piece we need,
maybe we just wait and see if they leave something behind.
Or maybe we could just go ask them
if we could borrow a piece.
Come on, man, they're pros.
They're not gonna make that mistake.
So what's the plan, Top?
Abort or what?
Yeah, maybe.
Or maybe we wait for 'em to put that drone on the truck.
Then I get on the truck.
This is bad, boss.
We have no way of reaching the team
and no way to warn them an entire hoard of Spetsnaz
will be joining the pack that's already there.
The key words there are "will be joining."
The best way for us to help the team
is to stop the Russians from sending in more men.
In a fair fight,
I'd pick Dalton 50 times out of 50.
Look, what if we call the Chinese?
We see if they want to make a deal, share the drone.
No, you know they would never honor that deal.
It would just burn the Russians.
Noah, you are a genius.
Boss?
Looks like they're wrapping things up down there.
Well, you guys know what I think,
but I still need you to sign off on this, so...
Preach?
Well, Top, I want to say that you're out of your mind.
I mean, I really want to say you're out of your mind,
because even this is pushing it for you.
Well, that's a yes. Jaz?
It's good.
It should be me.
I'm smaller and harder to see.
By that measure, it should be Amir.
- Valid. - I go.
Preach, McG, I need you guys to stop the truck.
Jaz, you're hidden in the rally point,
in case stuff goes sideways.
Copy.
Amir? What are you thinking, buddy?
You know, Top, working undercover taught me
that the best way to manipulate people
is to nudge them to act according to their own nature.
With this plan,
you're counting on the Spetsnaz
to be good at their job.
You're counting on people to react professionally,
to do what they're trained to do.
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And that's why I think it's gonna work.
All right then.
I'm gonna have to go slick.
Take that.
There's no way I'm getting on that truck with a long gun.
What? Don't worry, I'll be back for it.
The NSA just called.
They intercepted a Russian cable.
It seems Ambassador Gromyko has rescinded the order
to send reinforcements into Mongolia.
Did he?
He also implied you'd informed the Chinese?
I had drinks with my friend Su Chan,
one of my roommates from college.
I supposed Gromyko's lackey
could've jumped to the wrong conclusions.
You had a tail, and you let him catch you
- talking to a Chinese woman? - Who owns a shoe store,
but we all know how paranoid the Russians can be.
Hungry?
You're the best.
Gentlemen?
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I don't know about this tree.
We were pressed for time. You don't like the tree?
I mean, it just seems kind of obvious, no?
It's the obvious that's difficult to see
- much of the time. - Oh, okay.
You talk to your daughters that way?
Yep. Straighten a child up into where they should go,
and when she's older, she won't depart from it.
Oh, man, you must be an annoying dad.
How would you know? You don't have any kids.
That's a good point.
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Ah!
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Preach, that sounds like a lot of gunfire, man.
All we have to do is get to the rally point.
The rest of the plan will take care of itself.
11:00.
Any chance it's the Red Cross?
Well, it's definitely red. What's the plan, Preach?
All right, new route. We're gonna head down
off the side of this hill, go around,
- and then hit the rally point. - But Top is under
- heavy contact. - The plan still holds.
But if we keep going this way,
we'll get to him faster.
Amir, the purpose of a rally point
is for when things go sideways.
Now, Top is gonna be there waiting for us,
and if we're not there waiting for him,
we're leaving his ass out in the wind.
Now on our watch. All right?
Now let's move.
Go. Let's go.
What's this about the Chinese scrambling their military?
Looks like just one unit.
A heavy Helio and four squads,
but definitely in Dalton's grid.
Okay, great, thank you.
I think I know what might've alerted the Chinese.
I just don't know what it means.
Just tell me what happened. I'll worry about what it means.
Russia desk at Langley intercepted a call
from Dalton's sat phone to a number in Moscow.
No words. Just open mic, ambient noise.
- What number? - Well, that's the weird thing.
It was to a drycleaner near Red Square.
What? Why are you smiling?
Because Dalton's alive,
and he's hoping that that phone call gets intercepted.
It's a false flag. The number's irrelevant.
He's using it to broadcast the location to the Chinese.
- Mm-hmm. - That's great.
I mean, if he's doing that,
that means things are going according to plan.
Ah!
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No...
Oh, please.
Talk to me. What's going on? Where's this blood from?
Where are you bleeding from?
- Don't. No, don't do that. - What?
That... that ain't my blood.
What do you mean?
I just got a broken rib, or three,
and a bruised ego.
I just almost got my ass whupped.
Guy was a corn-fed son a bitch.
Sounds fun.
But... mission accomplished.
Thanks for the rescue.
Good call on the rally point.
Leave no one or no thing behind.
Hey, I don't mean to rain on the parade,
but there are still Russians out there.
The Chinese are at our heels too.
You're not gonna have to worry about them.
I arranged for a little meet-and-greet.
They should keep each other busy for a while.
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We should've heard from them by now.
So you said.
There's got to be something we can do.
Oh, come on.
Noah, look.
I don't need a pep talk right now.
No, I mean, look.
Command, that's Mortem Actual.
Back on Mongolia firma. How do you read?
Loud and clear and so happy to hear from you.
You'll be happy to know we come bearing gifts,
a little technology for the kids.
Should help everyone sleep a little better at night.
Well, I never doubted that you'd come through,
but I have to admit, I am not a fan
of the old-school methods.
Speak for yourself.
We just saved ourselves a 20-mile ruck.
I'll have a full debrief for you,
once we rendezvous with the chopper.
Mortem Actual out.
You know, I always wanted to ride off into the sunset
after a mission like this.
It's like Gary Cooper in "Vera Cruz."
Oh... come on, man.
- That's an amateur choice. - What?
You're... yeah, you're forgetting about
John Wayne in "Hondo."
Ah, "The Comancheros."
What?
"The Comancheros"?
Come on, that's not really a movie.
Don't even ask me. I'm partial to "Rififi."
- God bless you. - I'm sorry, what?
That's not even a Western.
It's French. Film noir.
Sounds like a pasta, man.
It's actually considered by most to be a classic.
What about you, Amir? What's your favorite movie?
As far as Westerns go,
I'm partial to "Blazing Saddles."
Oh, come on!
Okay, that one I have heard of.
What time is it?
It's almost 9:00.
Yeah, a.m. or p.m.?
Good work.
- Good night, boss. - Good night.
This is Patricia.
Hey, you want to grab a bite?
- Hains Point has a great diner. - Noah, I, um...
- Oh, no. - No, not... not...
I didn't mean that. It was just...
I mean, hence the diner.
No, I... we've been working together for months,
and we make a good team,
but I still don't know squat about you.
What's worse is you don't know anything about me.
Oh...
So there is more to you than meets the eye?
I wasn't top of my class
at the farm for nothing. I got skills.
Mad skills.
You know, in fact, they invented that term
- because of me, mad skills. - Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. - Did you put the Z on that?
Oh, you know I put the Z on it.
Guys, we just pulled something
off the bug we planted on Rainier Boothe.
The bug on Boothe has already paid such huge dividends.
Four illicit deals broken up,
13 previously unknown terror groups
now under full-time surveillance.
Those are appetizers.
This is the main course.
If this leads back to us, we're finished.
Do you understand?
Not for a month, not for a year.
- Forever. - He sounds panicked.
- He should be. - How did you let this happen?
I told you we can't do business
with anyone who goes after the Americans.
How many times have I said that?
And what did you just do?
You made a deal with Fahim Jarif,
a man who went directly after Americans
by bombing that beach in Turkey.
You don't think Jarif is in their crosshairs?
You don't think the Americans will be coming for Jarif
with a scorched-earth policy?
There were kids on that beach.
I'll say one thing for Boothe,
he knows when to be scared.
Fahim Jarif. Iranian, right?
Connected to the government,
but not officially.
Suspected of any number of crimes against humanity,
- but no credible evidence. - Until now.
Until now.
I want zip-locked mouths on this one.
I mean, no one.
Let's work it up. Let's make sure we're right.
Once we're sure, we'll get JSOC's approval,
and then we'll send Dalton's team in to deliver justice.
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