Crisis Management Game

That's right.

Gu Ji called Zeng Dan directly.

The reason why he was willing to risk contact with China this time was to use the big tree behind Zeng Dan to drive Nepali officials to control the epidemic.

Now that something went wrong, of course he wanted to ask Zeng Dan for an explanation.

Otherwise, wouldn’t the vaccine formula be in vain?

"Don't worry. I just heard about this matter. We are still investigating. We will inform you if there is any situation. In addition, I have another news to tell you..."

On the phone, Zeng Dan didn't seem to know what he was busy with.

When she said this, she paused deliberately.

"We found the base camp location of the Indian branch of Qaidah!"

"oh?"

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows.

Maybe it's because he changed the plot too much this round.

If I remember correctly.

In the second week of the investigation, it took half a month. Before his death, Zhou Yang and others from Task Force 341 had just reached Keida's lair and carried out an anti-terrorism rescue operation.

I saw a hint of curiosity in Gu Ji's tone.

Zeng Dan took advantage of the situation and asked.

"I wonder if Miss Seema is interested in joining us?"

"Okay, but I want to notify an organization of this news."

Gu Ji replied in a deep voice.

"You said 7..."

"It's Mossad."

"What!? Are you from Mossad?"

Zeng Dan was halfway through his words when he heard Gu Ji's sudden answer and his tone suddenly changed.

But very quickly.

She then reacted, "No, if you are really an intelligence agent of Mossad, there is absolutely no way you can hand over the vaccine formula to us so easily! Oh... I understand!"

As an intelligence officer, Zeng Dan's mind moves very quickly.

She knew it.

If "Sima" really wanted to help Mossad, she would never say this before she provided the specific location information.

So.

Still want to say the purpose of this sentence...

There is only one:

Let Mossad step on the thunder for them first!

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

What a ruthless method.

After thinking about this, Zeng Dan directly told the location coordinate information of the Indian branch of Kaiida.

After Gu Ji got the information, he transferred it and sent it via mobile phone text message to the leader of the Mossad operation team, the middle-aged gray-haired Jew who ordered to dig a pit and bury her alive.

Hearing Amin call his codename, it seemed to be Hawke.

After doing all this, Gu Ji got on his motorcycle and drove away.

…

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains in Bagmati District, the streets of the town were shrouded in chaos by night.

The moonlight shines through the sparse clouds and onto the ground.

The dim tungsten bulbs on both sides of the street flickered on and off, as if they might go out at any time, adding a bit of weirdness to the already silent scene.

Gu Ji had already turned off the lights of his motorcycle, left it in the wild forest outside the town, and walked into the town alone.

That's right.

This is the coordinate of the base camp of the Indian branch of Keida found by Zeng Dan.

A small town in Bagmati district.

This place is about 80 kilometers away from Kathmandu, which is exactly the same direction as the second round cobalt bomb explosion, but further away.

It is hard to imagine that extremists would set up a hideout near the capital and have not been discovered by Nepali officials.

Logically speaking.

As long as the number of people reaches a certain scale, the larger the building space required will be, and sooner or later it will be unable to hide.

Not to mention under the noses of intelligence agencies of various countries.

However, the Indian Bureau of Analysis and Investigation, the Israeli Mossad, and the Xia Guo of the Second Zhou Dynasty tried their best to find the location at the beginning. Why did they dig up the location so quickly this round?

somebody is coming.

Gu Ji, wearing a monk's robe, saw a figure flashing past the intersection and hurriedly hid behind a tree trunk in the dark.

But when someone got closer, I realized it was a Nepalese aunt.

But he didn't let down his guard.

In a small town like this where extremists are hiding, it's hard to tell which innocent-looking passerby is their target.

This is a living example when dealing with Shalam in Iran.

Waited for about ten minutes.

He faintly heard movement coming from the dark place, and before he could determine the location carefully, he felt a vibration coming from his phone.

Open it and take a look.

It's Zeng Dan and the others who have arrived.

Gu Ji took the initiative to reveal his position.

The next second, three figures wearing gray military rubber-coated closed anti-virus suits approached him.

"it's me."

Through the black gas mask, Zeng Dan's voice became a little thicker, and he also had obvious breathing sounds.

But when I saw Gu Ji still wearing the gun-gray protective suit, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Didn't you change into heavy-duty protective clothing? This suit may not be able to block the radiation of the pollution bomb!"

"That's enough. If a cobalt bomb explodes, you guys won't be able to withstand it for long."

Gu Ji knew what Zeng Dan meant.

After all, Unit 7472 is famous for a variety of extremely advanced black technology equipment, but he ended up wearing a protective suit until his death.

There's nothing we can do about it.

The system simply did not give him corresponding rewards in this regard.

But if there is a chance to release the laser drone later, it will be Zeng Dan and others' turn to be dumbfounded.

"What you said makes sense, but..."

Zeng Dan hesitated, then turned to look at the person next to him, "Lao Pu, give her a communicator, otherwise it will be too hard for us to communicate with each other!"

"good!"

While "Lao Pu" was getting equipment from his tactical backpack.

Zeng Dan also began to introduce the names of the two people, namely Pu Shiliang and Zou Wen.

From the moment they came over, Gu Ji could tell based on the gun-holding posture that these two people were different from intelligence agents like Zeng Dan. They were absolutely professional armed personnel, especially Pu Shiliang, who had a strong military style.

"It seems that the person responsible for intelligence detection is not Task Force 341, but the armed police or the armed intelligence team of the Third Department of the General Staff..."

Gu Ji was thinking secretly in his mind.

Among them, the figure of Zou Wen.

It looked a lot like the armed man who had been guarding Zeng Dan in the car that morning.

After conveniently attaching the intercom to the M50 gas mask, you don't have to work so hard when talking, which is equivalent to wearing a radio headset.

"Hush! Someone is coming!"

At this time, Zou Wen, who had been silent until now, suddenly raised his fist to remind several people.

Although the face cannot be seen clearly through the mask, the voice sounds very young.

The next second.

At the intersection ahead, several ghost figures flashed across.

From the pace and movements of their march, it can be determined that these are definitely not ordinary passers-by, but most likely the Mossad intelligence agency.

Because the intelligence strategy is prepared in advance.

Nowadays, all personnel, whether special service personnel or armed personnel, wear heavy-duty rubber protective clothing.

This thing is not breathable at all when worn on the body. Not to mention it is extremely bulky. Even if the pace is controlled well, it will easily make noise.

This is also because Gu Ji is obviously wearing a gas mask.

But he could still hear the movements of Zeng Dan and the others.

"Always ready!"

"Got it! Click!"

Pu Shiliang responded, then gently moved his fingers to close the safety.

In this mission, the two armed personnel used not the domestic QZB-191 tactical rifle that Gu Ji had seen in the second week, but a modified version of the AK-74.

That's right.

It was probably an intelligence mission and he didn't want to reveal his identity.

Their gas masks and protective clothing are not the original FFY03 and FM203.

I couldn’t tell the specific model of this gray heavy protective suit, but the gas mask was a British FM12, which is the same as the S10. The main weapon was AK-74, probably because in areas like Nepal, besides Indian guns are the most common.

But in order to meet the tactical needs of these armed personnel.

The wooden handguards of these two guns were replaced with polymer materials, with a sight mounted on the top, rails on both sides, and a thumb grip below. The fixed stock at the tail was also replaced with a telescopic type popular in Europe and the United States. Camouflage paint can also be seen.

You can never imagine what kind of weapons the logistics department will save for you for the mission.

"I have a question that I'm curious about. How did you find the location of the base camp of the Indian branch of Kaida?"

"In terms of intelligence channels, I shouldn't say more, but in order to thank you for telling us the intelligence about the pollution bomb, I can tell you the truth, it is a military satellite."

Zeng Dan was holding a Glock pistol and staring at the intersection ahead.

Hearing Gu Ji ask, he thought for a moment before answering seriously.

"Military satellite?"

Gu Ji frowned slightly through his mask.

Logically speaking, Xia Guo does have this strength.

However, the reconnaissance capabilities of military satellites are limited. Although Nepal is not a big country, if you want to find out the lair of extremists frame by frame through military satellites, this cannot be done in a short time. It must be accumulated over time.

For example, Vidi discovered a mysterious nuclear device.

It was also through the military reconnaissance satellite of the Indian Survey and Analysis Bureau that I took photos all year round and found an unusual photo by chance.

"Yes, since you told me about the cobalt bomb this morning, we have attached great importance to this matter internally, so we used military reconnaissance satellites. Through photo analysis, we saw a very strange photo;

The photo is where we are now, a yard outside the town of Mosul. The satellite photo was taken at three o'clock in the afternoon. The sun should be south of Mosul at this time, so the walls, oil drums, and small fences in the yard, all The shadows are all to the north;

But the strange thing is that there is only one truck parked in the yard, and its shadow is 45 degrees northeast. Our intelligence analysis officer believes that the excavator is not an entity, but... a picture! "

After hearing the explanation, Gu Ji's pupils shrank slightly.

It suddenly became clear.

I see.

No wonder countries such as India, Israel, and Nepal have been searching for so many years, but they have not been able to discover the location of the Indian branch of Qaidah.

On the one hand, there is the small town they hide near the capital of Nepal.

Completely integrated with the local residents.

On the other hand, there are also counter-investigation intelligence experts in this organization.

He is well aware that military reconnaissance satellites are powerful detection tools for military intelligence agencies of various countries. The old terrorist base model, such as a shack in a mountainous area or desert, looks very small at first glance and can easily be photographed by satellites.

Especially when large numbers of extremists gather together to train.

There is no way to avoid the reconnaissance of military satellites.

Therefore, the Indian branch of Keida came up with the idea of ​​printing the roof of a truck out of pictures and attaching it to it.

This way.

No matter how the military satellite shoots, it will only see a truck from high altitude, but not the extremists hiding below.

I have to say that this trick is really clever.

If it weren't for the sharp eyes of the national security intelligence analyst, ordinary people would not be able to distinguish such a subtle difference in the position of the shadow.

"I didn't expect that there are such powerful people in the country. I don't know if he is from the National Security Bureau or the General Staff Intelligence Department..."

Thinking of this, Gu Ji's mind flashed Chen Zhiyu's mind.

I don't know if she will come to the door as soon as she learns the list of close contacts of the Ganta Kana virus.

This will undoubtedly greatly increase the risk of him exposing the game.

"Tu! Tu!"

Suddenly, two muffled sounds came from the intersection ahead.

Pu Shiliang immediately reacted, "It's a silencer."

"Well, it seems that they have begun to infiltrate."

Zou Wen responded, perhaps because he felt Zeng Dan was looking at him, he immediately said, "We can't move for the time being. Al-Qaeda is a top terrorist organization, and its base camp is not so easy to break."

"There are enemies! There are enemies!!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Just as Mossad silently shot down several guards outside the yard.

Unexpectedly, a shepherd boy passing by the intersection of the town suddenly started shouting to call the police after seeing several people.

"Da da da..."

"Kill them!"

In a blink of an eye, gunshots broke out in the yard of the Indian branch of Al Qaeda.

Countless extremists began to fight back with guns.

For Mossad, which had less than two people, the firepower of both sides was not proportional at all, and they could only choose to fight and retreat. In the process, there was an unlucky guy who was hit by a stray bullet and fell halfway.

"Now the main force of the enemy is attracted, we can move!"

"Go!"

Seeing Zou Wen speak, Zeng Dan gave the order without saying a word.

Gu Ji looked at Zou Wen again.

It seems that this guy is the commander of the action.

In fact.

The individual quality of this "Zou Wen" is absolutely strong enough, whether it is the pace or the rhythm of cutting angles, it can be called textbook perfection.

It is precisely because of these details.

Gu Ji judged that this guy was different from Pu Shiliang and was a special police officer.

All the gun holding postures, steps, and marching rhythms were exactly the same as what his training teacher taught him in college.

"Something is wrong. Logically speaking, if he can reach this level at such a young age, even if he is not selected into the 341 Task Force, he will at least show his face in the national competition, but why have I never heard of this name."

Not only the name, but also the voice was unfamiliar.

Could this be a policeman secretly trained by the National Security Bureau to be responsible for armed operations?

After thinking for a long time, Gu Ji couldn't figure it out.

He simply gave up.

Anyway, this was not something he should worry about. How to successfully complete the task at hand was the most important thing.

Four people.

Pu Shiliang was the vanguard, Zou Wen was the second, Gu Ji was the third, and Zeng Dan was responsible for the tail.

It seems that this woman still did not fully trust him, so she was always unwilling to hand over the back to an "outsider".

Came to the yard near the intersection.

Mossad was fighting extremely fiercely with extremists.

"Go! Kill them! Da da da..."

"Wait! There's a child!"