Crisis Management Game

What was originally an indifferent question made Jillian's expression suddenly change.

"Have you been observing me secretly?"

"Does this still need to be observed?"

Gu Ji grinned and raised his hand to completely wipe off all the blood on his face: "When Jamie was carried out by the military doctor, in the open space that the crowd voluntarily gave way to, besides the corpses of thugs placed side by side, was there anything else?"

Jillian's eyes kept changing, "Who sent you? Who is behind you?"

"Didn't I say before, the former Seoul area of ​​South Korea..."

"I'm talking about now! It's just a local police department, but it won't reach out to such a distant Africa!"

Jillian lowered her brows with a bit of anger, "Jamie and I not only revealed our trump cards, but also helped you deal with the thugs, but you haven't revealed your true identity until now. Excuse me, this is you Does the organization have a cooperative attitude?”

"All right……"

Gu Ji groaned: "I'm from 7472."

"7472?"

Jillian was obviously stunned when she heard these four numbers. "What kind of organization number is this? I have only heard of the 707th Special Operations Battalion in South Korea..."

Gu Ji's expression suddenly became serious:

"Code-named 7472, it is known as the 'Special Forces among Special Forces'. Its members are all selected from military and police special operations elites. They are mainly engaged in special missions, anti-terrorism and counter-infiltration. I am one of the team members."

Jillian carefully thought about every word in her words, her pupils dilated suddenly: "Code name 7472, you didn't mention South Korea, could it be..."

"Stop! I understand everything."

Gu Ji suddenly interrupted her, squinted his eyes, turned around, lowered his head and fumbled for the soldier's spare magazine to reload, and said no more.

This is not because he is pretending to be profound, but because he is afraid that if he continues to look at each other, he will suddenly lose his temper and laugh out loud.

That's right.

The background stories such as "Special Forces" and "Combat Elite" are all fake. Even the "code name 7472" was made up by him casually using his university dormitory number.

But humans are so weird sometimes. The more outrageous it is, the easier it is to believe it.

Jillian was frightened and was slightly startled, "Okay, I won't ask you any more questions about your identity, but you should tell me why you suddenly took action, right?"

Gu Ji changed the magazine, pulled the bolt with his backhand, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and took out the photos "he" had taken.

Gillian was still very excited when she saw the characters inside again, but after observing for a moment, she finally discovered that next to the white men in suits, there was a black man in casual clothes with a side profile similar to that of Colonel Nefed's baby face. They are exactly the same, including the soldier standing next to him, who is also very similar to the soldier who just took action.

"It turns out they are in the same group..."

Gillian was stunned.

In fact, Gu Ji had doubts since the government troops did not find Cohen. In such a small area of ​​​​a huge terminal building, the government troops dispatched a group to blockade the area for more than half an hour, but nothing was found. What a fool. Woolen cloth?

The first round came so slowly, and this round came so quickly. The military put a lot of energy into the international passenger area on the second floor because they were afraid that people would escape.

The most important thing is that this Neferd was too careless, thinking that Gu Ji's role had not captured him, or he was very confident in his military skills, so he took him away in front of him, and even specifically said, "Take your belongings with you" "Isn't this a clear attempt to destroy evidence?

Fortunately, my instant memory was not wasted.

"I've finished telling you the information, now it's your turn..."

Gu Ji took back his cell phone, walked to the back of the armored vehicle, pulled the door latch, kicked it open, and got out of the car.

The afternoon sun was slightly dazzling. After getting used to it for a while, he began to look around. The surrounding area was desolate. The barren loess was overgrown with weeds and occasionally there were a few petal trees. Looking carefully to the east, he could vaguely see the shadow of the airport terminal. .

It seems that they really plan to find a remote place to deal with us.

After struggling for a moment, Jillian finally walked out of the car and said, "Actually, Jamie and I are here to investigate the misappropriation of humanitarian relief funds. Last year, the US Agency for Development provided funds for Ethiopia's post-war reconstruction. The total amount of humanitarian relief funds is nearly 400 million U.S. dollars, but in April this year, the FBI headquarters received an anonymous report: Someone in the foundation was suspected of misappropriating funds, amounting to as much as 220 million U.S. dollars."

"Because this matter involves the impact on the diplomatic image, the higher-ups decided to investigate privately and secretly. We have currently found that the personnel involved in the foundation have had contact with the Roo rebels, and it is likely to involve the transfer of benefits. But judging from the photos you just took, the matter is absolutely It’s not that simple, it also involves PM Company and even government troops!”

Through her explanation, we learned that PM Company is a very famous private global high-tech military company in the United States. It is one of the top ten defense contractors in the world and one of the major players in the aerospace, defense and security fields. It has global 180 factories, mainly selling missile defense systems, military drones, autonomous driving and other products.

"It seems that the massacre of the Amu tribe and the shooting at Ryder Airport were not just the work of the Roo rebels."

With that said, Gu Ji walked to the cab and found two mobile phones from Neferd's body. One of them was a military-specific mobile phone, and the other was a black multi-encrypted phone. In addition to facial iris and fingerprint unlocking, a password was also required. to enter.

"That's right."

Jillian took out her phone and slid out the photo she had secretly taken at the airport. It was on the inner arm of the thug's corpse. There was a tattoo of an eagle grabbing the earth and an anchor. "The Global Eagle is basically a traditional tattoo of all the US military." Essential elements, and the anchor is a representation of land and sea.”

"United States Marine Corps?"

Gu Ji's eyelids twitched. He initially doubted why an unknown armed force in Ethiopia had so many soldiers with high tactical skills. It turned out that outsiders were helping.

"It should be a retired mercenary, the work of PM Company."

Jillian asked curiously: "Didn't you find any clues when you used a tactical earphone to eavesdrop on their conversation?"

"It seems that except for the bald tattooed thug, everyone else's English is indeed more fluent than the local Ethiopian language..."

Opposite the Ningzhou Police Station is the Normal University. When Gu Ji was a sophomore, he had a girlfriend who was an English major. They often studied English together when they had nothing to do, so they could distinguish the pronunciation and intonation quite clearly.

PM Company sent mercenaries to help the Roo rebels massacre government civilians, and government officers were involved behind the scenes.

So what are the government’s military plans for?

It was probably Colonel Nefed's personal behavior, otherwise he wouldn't have sent out his troops and brought his trusted guards to silence him.

At this time, in the second round of actual combat, the conversation between the middle-aged policeman and the afro came to mind.

Gu Ji vaguely felt that he had caught something, and suddenly an idea flashed: "According to the intelligence I investigated, the Roo rebels are in line with the Tigrave armed forces and are preparing to go to war with the government forces. Will all this happen? Was it all secretly instigated by PM Company to plunge Ethiopia back into a large-scale civil war, in order to open up markets for arms sales in Africa?"

"Probably!"

Jillian's pupils suddenly dilated, "It's no longer safe here. I'll contact the US Embassy immediately..."

That's when she took out her phone.

[Hidden goal: Find the golden truth completed! 】

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