I would've thought the hardest part was curbing that pressing need of yours to get your gun off. You were in such a hurry to knock off that 747 that you never figured out where Chimera really was. [Ambrose: I knew where it was!] Then you knew the only way that Nekhorvich could smuggle the live virus is by injecting himself and using his own bloodstream as a Petri dish. You knew that while you were knocking him off, destroying the very thing you came for.