Maya, you've got me hooked on your pretty chick in an enviable CIA job who swears and tortures confessions and is forced to watch men naked. Can you get to know me? In Pakistan, where men and unpleasant smells emanate from the blood and sand, you never flinch, never fear, never give up, never give up, and never give up. The spirit of never giving up moved me as a gentleman; the scene of killing seven people in Cia was shocking, The old man never imagined that scene: the smiling face of the female agent, the on-site text message with Maya, the entanglement of on-site security, the slow-moving car, the lame man after getting off the car. . explode! explode! All these things are gone, and everything goes to zero. The text message came to an abrupt end, this bloody human hatred, when will you retaliate against you? ? ! Terrorists also died for their religion and gods. What about those American agents who died in foreign countries, what are they for? Mission and responsibility? Morality and conscience? Can you think a lot? "Boom!" It's over in one click, leaving a lonely relative who has been alone for many years. . . There is a feeling of wanting to cry.
Fighting a war is the concentrated expression of the highest wisdom and most powerful power of human beings. To hunt and kill bin Laden, cia will rip through the vast sea of information, collect evidence, enrich the logic chain, track, guns, various high-tech means, and strict strictures. The ability to execute, the precise grasp of time, is filled with various tests of life, intelligence, and ability, and it is simply not something that ordinary people can endure. In order to determine whether bin Laden was in the house, they even tried to obtain their feces for analysis, but they failed because the feces were too thin. . .
Walk through the film and breathe with cia, thanks to Bigelow, you made a good film.
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