Crisis Management Game

"Please forgive my rude boss. I really have no choice but to tie you back."

Quili lowered his head slightly and apologized, but his tone was full of threats, "If you continue to stay with this woman, the company will only collapse completely."

"Swish..."

"Someone!"

As soon as the voice fell.

He suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind, and his training instinct forced him to quickly dodge and turn around.

As a result, he saw a few optical shadows holding HK rifles, advancing from the door of the villa, and slowly appearing in mid-air. They were the "fission" mercenaries in the car.

It turned out to be his own people.

Quili secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he called Adams from South Africa thousands of miles away to help was that he was worried that Cohen might hide some tricks around Alia.

Don't look at this guy who has died in Bangladesh.

But as Adams said, the group of people wearing black hoods and claiming to be Cohen are always mysterious. Who knows when a new one will emerge.

"Have you cleared the villa inside and outside?"

Faced with Quilly's question.

These "fission" mercenaries did not answer, and did not even put down their guns, and kept moving forward along the central axis of the courtyard.

"Damn it, I'm talking to you, answer me!"

Quili cursed twice, but still no one responded.

He felt that something was wrong, so he turned to look at Adams.

Unexpectedly, this guy acted quite calmly, just shrugged his shoulders and grinned: "Don't worry, the security of the villa has been solved, and now there are only two left..."

"Two left?"

"Click!"

Just as Quilly asked with some doubts.

A sudden sound made his back cold for no reason.

Almost without warning, Adams' right hand suddenly tightened, like an iron clamp, clasping Henk's neck.

Hunk's eyes widened in horror, but he couldn't even make a cry for help, but saw another left hand quickly follow up, holding the back of his head and twisting it hard.

There was a crisp sound of "crack".

Henk's neck was twisted and broken, his eyes lost their spirit, and he collapsed powerlessly.

Quilly stared at Adams in a daze.

But he didn't expect that the other party's face didn't change at all, and he still grinned with his neat white teeth, as if he had just done something insignificant.

"F... Fuck."

Quilly looked at the body lying on the ground in disbelief. The orange-red bonfire was set against Henk's cold dead face, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

Why did Adams suddenly kill Henk.

Wait.

There are two people left.

He...

Damn it! !

Almost subconsciously, Quilly rushed to the bonfire next to him like a beast.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Gunfire flew.

The "fission" mercenaries behind him locked and fired at the same time.

Bullets crackled through the bonfire.

Some hit the metal grill, some shot into the swimming pool, and some smashed the exquisite snacks and wine glasses on the white dining table.

"Plop."

Quilli fell to the ground and crawled forward hysterically, but the blood that kept flowing out from his body dyed the sparse grass red.

"Um..."

Suddenly.

A black sole pressed firmly on the back of his outstretched hand.

Everything seemed like a nightmare. Following the exquisite black evening shoes, you can see the slender white ankles, the long legs hidden under the black silk pants, and finally the exquisite face.

Alia.

"It's you..."

Quilli roared and wanted to break free.

But the muzzle of the gun that fell in front of him made his heart cold with red eyes, "Why, Adams, we clearly..."

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out.

Blood splashed on the trouser legs of the two people.

"I said long ago that we should get rid of this person as soon as possible."

Alia withdrew her left foot, her eyes suddenly cold, and there was no sweet look when she was with Henk before.

Adams still shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"It's not too late to solve it now!"

"But you killed Henk too! Without him, how can PM continue to operate? Are you going to give up the chess piece you have cultivated so hard so easily?"

Facing Adams, who was much taller than her, Alia did not show any weakness in her tone.

Instead, she asked a condescending question.

"In fact, PM is now full of holes, and someone has been making trouble behind the scenes."

"Is it 7472?"

"It doesn't look like it."

"Intelligence agencies in various countries seem to be very active recently, and many of our people have been arrested..."

The two walked and talked, and went straight into the living room of the villa.

Adams sat down on the sofa, picked up a bottle of expensive red wine, took a sip, and looked at his men outside the French window, dealing with the corpse scene.

"It looks like someone has discovered us."

"It's not that simple."

Alia brought over a laptop, "They were all captured in such a short time, proving that the characteristics of the organization members have been firmly grasped by the intelligence agencies. There is only one possibility..."

"Someone leaked the organization's secrets!!"

Adams' pupils suddenly contracted violently, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Aaliya adjusted the data, turned the computer over, pointed at the data and said: "This is the flow sheet for the recent organizational tasks, some of which are rather suspicious..."

A list of task names, members, process results, etc. is displayed on the screen.

Langdon, Isaac, Thompson, even Mio Ito, and Gould.

And the background of this document.

It is an extremely deep black hole, with a white title engraved on the bottom: THEO!

And in the light of the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected by the computer screen.

In the night sky of Beverly Hills, the stars are bright, and there is a faint flash of light shaking slightly.

A closer look revealed that it was the "Giant Eye" battlefield situational awareness reconnaissance aircraft that Tao Hu had previously used in Bangladesh.

"I didn't expect to see such an interesting scene..."

In downtown Washington, in a century-old luxury hotel suite.

Riddle, dressed in a black suit, was sitting behind his desk, looking at the surveillance video handed over by his subordinates. What was playing on the screen was the courtyard of Henke's villa.

"The men in Los Angeles said that Kuili brought someone to meet with Henk and wanted to kidnap him. Then for some reason, that person suddenly killed both Henk and Kuili."

The mustachioed Indian bodyguard bowed his head and explained.

Riddle touched the stubble on his chin:

"I originally thought that this Henk was behind all this. It seems that I guessed wrong. Madico, go check the information on these two people, especially this woman. In addition, send this video to the FBI. !”

"Yes, boss!"

…

In the eastern part of downtown Washington, in a townhouse facing the street.

This is one of Xia's safe houses.

Gu Ji and others were brought here by Liu Bo from the Embassy in the United States, and they sat together in the living room on the first floor. There was a huge map of Washington on the coffee table with two red thumbtacks on it.

They are their current location and the FBI headquarters building.

"Currently there are too few clues for reference and analysis. We can only assume that the fax intrusion method used by the target requires close range to be successful;

So our next task is to conduct 24-hour mobile tracking with the FBI headquarters as the center and a radius of 500 meters. Since the target's home base is in Guatemala, we must focus on monitoring Indian faces and tattoos. "

Jiang Wensheng is indeed a professional private detective.

So much can be analyzed just from the few words Gu Ji revealed.

Ye Xiaoshu looked at the red circle drawn with a line gauge on the map and couldn't help but shook his head slightly and said: "Yes, but the one-kilometer range is still very large. People like us can't keep an eye on it at all..."

“You don’t need to watch every street.”

Jiang Wensheng picked up his pen and marked several street intersections:

"Here, here, and near our hotel; if I were the target, during the operation, I would have to choose a location where I could see the FBI building. This would give criminals a sense of security."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang is an expert in this area, so we will follow his plan."

Gu Ji thought for a moment and then agreed, "Ye Xiaoshu, remember to bring the drone with you!"

"Understood, Captain Gu."

Of course Ye Xiaoshu knew what he wanted to say.

People like Riddle have long been accustomed to using black technology to play tricks on other countries, so his men are bound to use such methods in their operations.

For example, the circular reconnaissance plane they snatched from Tao Hu last time.

Lift the drone.

A yellow-haired intelligence officer from the safe house next to him interrupted mysteriously: "Captain Gu, the new equipment that Zeng Chu asked me to prepare for you has arrived. Please follow me to have a look!"

"Oh? Come on, come on!"

When Gao Bo heard that there was something new, he got up from the sofa with a bang.

It seems that I can't wait for a long time.

Jiang Wensheng wisely stayed in the living room and left a few stingers to him to take care of. Soon he led a team to the basement.

After the yellow-haired intelligence officer used double authentication of pupils and fingerprints to open the security door.

The sight of his eyes immediately made everyone open their eyes.

"Oh My God!"

"This is simply the most comprehensive arsenal I have ever seen!"

Gao Bo couldn't help but exclaimed.

Gu Ji walked into the house.

The surrounding walls are all covered with black perforated boards, which are filled with various weapons and equipment, including various tactical helmets, combat boots, and gun accessories. They are arranged in groups like supermarket shelves, in the shed. Under the bright white LED light source, it shines with a charming matte color.

"We haven't reached an agreement with the FBI yet, so you can't use lethal weapons directly yet. You can carry some equipment with self-protection capabilities."

As the yellow-haired intelligence officer opened his mouth to introduce, he picked up a grenade from the black shelf.

"This is an electromagnetic pulse grenade, which can destroy all circuit systems within a kilometer range, and this signal jammer, which can effectively block radios in all frequency bands, even military satellites..."

Several people listened and watched.

Just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, it really opened her eyes.

Even Ye Xiaoshu, who had been influenced by advanced technology since childhood, had to lament that he was like a savage who stayed behind closed doors and could not understand how far the outside technology had developed.

Gu Ji casually picked up a scope.

[The white RTs-2 special thermal imaging sight was found. Will the system be recycled? 】

It seems that it is specially designed for PM optical camouflage invisibility cloak.

White [RTs-2 special thermal imaging scope: has a maximum optical magnification of 4.0, can depict long-distance marks through complex image sensors, obtain thermal imaging field of view, and even obtain smoke perspective effect. ]

Sure enough.

These things are like the paradise drugs and mysterious military laptops in the game levels, which are all black technology items that can be recycled by the system.

If these things are really made by the domestic General Technology Equipment Research Institute using mysterious sphere technology;

Then wouldn’t it be reversely confirmed;

The game system is also related to the mysterious sphere!

"Look, this thing is simply a pioneer artifact!"

At this time, Gao Bo ran over with a V-shaped mini shield and kept showing off in front of him.

Gu Ji took a closer look.

No wonder this guy was as excited as a monkey.

The professional name of this V-shaped shield is called a mixed-purpose lightweight layered structure fully adaptive assault shield.

It has a three-stage folding mechanism, similar to the telescopic flash shield used by PM mercenaries in the Iranian operation.

The core shield is made of titanium alloy, which is strong enough to resist 7.62mm rifle bullets and light enough.

The most exquisite part of it is the extension.

The shield-bearing scout can control the upper and lower sections of the shield to extend and retract through the grip mechanism to adapt to different combat needs.

When the scout is in a high-speed moving state, the two segmented baffles below can be folded, which can protect as much as possible without affecting mobility;

When the scout needs to fight with a gun, the lower baffle can be controlled to drop to further improve the protection, and the rifle can be mounted on the special stable groove of the shield for shooting;

Only when the scout needs the most comprehensive protection, the three-section mechanism will be fully opened.

At this time, the shield has the largest protection area.

And the upper baffle is made of transparent bulletproof polycarbonate material, which has good protection ability and can maximize the observation field of the scout.

Even Gu Ji was a little moved when he saw it.

The biggest disadvantage of this shield is: high cost, extremely low yield rate, and high battlefield loss.

This is also the main reason why it has never been widely promoted in the domestic public security special police.

"We found Captain Gu, it's the drone from Bangladesh!"

Ye Xiaoshu also found the equipment he liked.

It's just that the original spherical shape of the "Giant Eye" has been transformed into the shape of a traditional monoplane, which is more conducive to endurance, but the relative radar stealth ability seems to be weaker.

Gu Ji picked for a long time.

He only chose an electromagnetic pulse grenade and the "RX standing wave transmitter" that Zeng Dan had used in Nepal before.

With these two things, he is enough to protect himself when he encounters danger.

After coming out of the basement.

Gu Ji was just about to arrange the surveillance group for tonight, but a shrill alarm suddenly sounded outside the door.

Through the living room window.

You can see red and blue police lights flashing in the distance.

"It's the police!"

"Gu Ji, they are not coming for us!"