An elderly man in a tracksuit sits on a bench in a dimly lit waiting area, raising his right index finger while speaking to a man in a suit, who listens and then gestures with his right hand; the scene cuts to a naval fleet with planes flying overhead, followed by a view of a harbor under attack with explosions, then returns to the two men conversing, before shifting to a barbed wire fence against a bright sky and finally a close-up of a man in a military uniform shouting with tears on his face.
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