Naturally Mike and his agents are guarding the Prez on a fishing trip when there’s an attack by killer drones, and when Trumbull winds up in a coma and Mike the only other guy left alive, the FBI come calling. He’s then arrested for conspiring to assassinate the President, with further evidence in the form of DNA somehow found at the site of the attack, a deposit of 10 million bucks from a Russian source and more. Yes, he’s obviously being framed, but everyone turns against him anyway, despite the fact he probably saved all their miserable lives in the previous pics. Ungrateful!
There’s a nearly funny bit where Mike is held at gunpoint by a redneck urban militia, which appears to be making a satirical point about Americans and their love for firearms, but this whole damn movie loves guns even more. And Gerard and most of the rest of the cast certainly get to use them too, including no less than, so help me, Nick Nolte as Mike’s loopy, off-the-grid Dad Clay, who looks like Bigfoot and hams it up so grandly you could almost open a pig farm.