The commandos see this, at a range of a hundred yards. "Okay, take out as many as you can," the leader sighs resignedly, and they open fire at this range. Kiefer, Walker, the Hassans, and the security team all dive for cover, which fortunately is plentiful in this overly cluttered tunnel. One of them goes down quickly even so, and one of the agents waiting by the SUVs is quickly dispatched as well. Over the gunfire, Kiefer -- hunkered down next to Hassan -- yells at Walker to get the Hassans back to the U.N. "What about you?" she yells back, huddled with the Hassan women in a ridiculous confusion of heads and hands and hands over heads. Kiefer says he'll be right behind her, and sends Hassan darting up the tunnel to rejoin his family while Kiefer lays down covering fire for him. There's a lot more shooting, and once the other agent at the SUV is taken out, there's not much preventing the commandos from coming in pursuit, shooting the whole way. Kiefer dives down next to Agent O'Connor, who reminds him that his orders are to stay with Hassan and that he needs to go. "I know what I have to do, sir," she says. Must suck to be her; she signs up for the Secret Service, prepared to die for her president, and then has to end up dying for someone else's. Kiefer wishes her luck, and they both jump out, she covering him with her machine gun while he makes his retreat. During a lull, she gives orders to her remaining agents through her cufflink, and the shooting starts all over again. Both sides are taking hits, but the commandos are still coming, and they still have the Secret Service outnumbered and outgunned. Her assault weapon empty, O'Connor draws her sidearm and marches forward, firing the whole time. Bye, Agent O'Connor. Kiefer catches up to Hassan, who wants to go back and help. Kiefer insists, "They're buying us the time we need. Don't let it be in vain. We need to go, now." He leads him back up the tunnel at a run at 5:46:52.
5:51:13. Ethan is still passed out on his office couch, if not dead. Rob is looking increasingly nervous about how much time has passed, probably for more reasons than one.