Crisis Management Game

As soon as these words came out, all the flight passengers and police officers were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Drug dealers dare police to surrender.

It sounds like a fantasy.

But it's true.

No one questions the capabilities of Mexican drug traffickers.

In the past few decades, more than 90,000 people have disappeared in Mexico, and hundreds of thousands have been murdered, including not only civilians, but also police and officials fighting drug cartels.

In 2020 alone, more than 500 police officers were killed. One of the police officers died in an anti-drug operation. Due to his outstanding performance, he was regarded as an anti-drug hero by Mexico, and a grand funeral was held for him. But on the second day of the funeral, The next day, his entire family was wiped out by the drug cartel.

"Aleman, do you dare to threaten the National Guard? We can capture Odilawi, and we can capture you as well. If you are really worried, I will hit your home with a fucking missile!"

Milburn is a retired soldier and has experienced all kinds of gunfire and bullets. How could he be afraid of threats?

But not all police officers think so, especially those who were merged from federal police agencies into the National Guard. Some even subconsciously lowered their guns, as if their hearts had already been shaken.

"Captain Milburn, it's already past the officially agreed time, why haven't the backup arrived yet?"

"Ten minutes ago, the command center said that the US-Mexico joint forces were approaching. Now they have lost contact. Who knows what they are doing!"

Faced with questions from his subordinates, Milburn's answer was obviously unsatisfactory.

Lutz's face was full of anxiety, and he could only place his last hope on Gu Ji, "Damn it! Old Yasen, what should we do now? Do you have any good tactics?"

"No." Gu Ji answered simply. Tactics can only maximize the advantage of firepower, not magic. It is impossible to conjure personnel and ammunition out of thin air. Without support, they cannot escape from the territory of the Sinaloa Group. " But, I always felt something was wrong.”

"Something's wrong?"

Milburn asked rhetorically.

Gu Ji put down his binoculars and nodded, "Drug traffickers hire armed personnel who have received special military and police training. It is impossible not to notice that our firepower is weakening. If they really have the strength to quickly eliminate us, do you think they will still give it to us?" Any chance of us surrendering?"

"Of course, these demons don't understand what mercy is." Milburn raised his eyebrows and suddenly widened his eyes, "So what you mean is..."

"Yes, most of the U.S.-Mexican support troops have arrived nearby. They may be being harassed by drug traffickers and blocked by microwave weapons and have lost contact. Aleman has this information and is eager to capture us, hijack HVT, and negotiate with the government, otherwise Once the combined forces arrive, they will have no hope of resistance!"

No matter how well-equipped the drug traffickers are, they will never be able to compete with real military forces, especially when the United States comes to the rescue in person.

Gu Ji's words undoubtedly gave everyone reassurance.

His powerful analytical skills and professional tactics are indeed very convincing. Even Milburn subconsciously asked him:

"Then I will continue to defend now?"

"There is no point in defending. If the drug traffickers have too much force advantage, they will definitely choose to attack by force. To be on the safe side, I suggest splitting up the operation. Some people will lead the HVT to retreat from the dirt road from the north, while the other people will stay behind and use the hijack we caught in Torreon. Those who want to negotiate with drug dealers to delay time and gain a safe distance for HVT."

"good idea!"

The eyes of several police officers lit up, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, they fell into a brief silence.

Everyone knows.

At this time, if you stay to break up the queen, you will definitely die.

"I will take charge." Milburn suddenly said, "Rutz, Reyes, and retired members of the Marine Corps are all staying. Now the command is handed over to old Yassen. Everyone will follow the order and protect the HVT retreat!"

"team leader!"

"Execute as ordered!"

Milburn scolded in a mocking tone.

The Marine Corps is worthy of being hailed as "the country's last line of defense." At critical moments, it is they who stand up and fight the drug traffickers to the end.

Gu Ji secretly admired him, but the current situation was urgent and there was no time for sensation.

He directed the police officers to leave all the excess ammunition with Milburn and others, and quickly led the crowd to cover the retreat of the purple bus.

Luz used the sunglasses aunt to start negotiating with drug dealers.

However, Huang Mao seemed to have a limited position in the Sinaloa drug cartel. It did not take long before Aleman ordered a strong attack. Without the firepower of a large number of police officers, the drug traffickers easily attacked the hillside.

Lutz was shot dead instantly, and Milburn was hit in the shoulder.

Seeing that the purple bus had already evacuated, Aleman became angry and took out a black Sig Sauer P226 pistol and pointed it at his head.

"boom--!"

The gunshot rang out and blood burst out.

What fell was Aleman’s body.

The next moment, there was a high-frequency vibration in the sky. Gu Ji looked up and saw two black and gray Black Hawk helicopters approaching close to the tree canopy. One of the hatches opened, and a sniper armed in black was holding a Aim the Barrett M107 large-caliber sniper rifle at the machine gunner on the armored vehicle.

Several drug dealers wanted to raise their rifles and prepare to fight back. Unexpectedly, four black General Electric M134 Gatling "mini-cannon" machine guns turned directly, and fire snakes flashed like four death rays. Wherever they passed, earth and rocks flew everywhere. All were sieved.

There was a roar of engines, and the US-Mexico joint forces in armed pickup trucks also rushed into the scene of the firefight. There was even a black DN-VI Tigercat armored vehicle and a DN-V Buffalo wheeled self-propelled howitzer truck. Compared with the drug traffickers' Earthen armored tanks, this is the real military and police standard heavy firepower weapon.

Under the powerful concentrated firepower, the drug dealers fled in all directions.

"God! We are finally saved!"

"Hahaha……"

Seeing that joint force support finally arrived, the police officers and flight passengers cheered and rushed over to join them.

The Black Hawk helicopter landed in the middle of the dirt road.

The hatch opened, and a dozen American special police officers with FBI SWAT printed on them jumped out.

The leader, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, glanced sharply at the battlefield, seemingly assessing the effects.

Gu Ji had dealt with the FBI a lot in the bomb level. At a glance, he knew that the tactics of most of them were obviously not FBI-style, but military-style.

It seems that for the sake of mission security, the United States still dispatched military personnel.

Perhaps due to the national sensitivity of military status and the inability to participate in civilian operations, the "FBI" skin was deliberately used.

This is good, as it avoids further dealings with Jillian and others.

With the support of his men, Milburn came down the hillside and limped to report to the Mexican governor.

"I can't believe that I managed to hold off hundreds of drug dealers for nearly an hour just by relying on you guys." Standing in the DN-V armored vehicle, the gray-haired Mexican commander praised repeatedly.

Milburn coughed twice and turned to look at Gu Ji, "Sir, our success until the end is mainly due to Mr. Yassen, who is one of the passengers on flight AM649!"

"oh?"

The white-haired officer couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Even the hook-nosed man wearing FBI skin turned back to look at Gu Ji, who was holding a G36 rifle.

"Reporting to the commander, 16 drug dealers were killed at the scene, and the rest fled to the southwest. The danger is relieved."

"After confirming that the HVT is correct, return to Mexico City immediately!"

"yes!"

A moment later, the "FBI police officer" in charge of investigating the scene ran over to report the situation. The hook-nosed man just said coldly, and then the joint forces began to escort the passengers of flight AM649 to the Mexican capital.

Inside the purple bus.

Bolton turned back to Gu Ji, "Mr. Yasen, are we completely safe this time?"

"That's right. No matter how rampant the Sinaloa drug dealers are, they would not dare to confront the US-Mexico joint forces." Gu Ji looked at the scenery outside the window. It was already after six o'clock in the evening, and the sky had turned dark, but it made him feel uncomfortable. People feel extremely at ease.

Because the gunfire that lasted all afternoon finally stopped.

Just as the convoy crossed the Durango state border and was outside the turf of the Sinaloa drug cartel.

[Ultimate goal: Prevent the AM649 flight crash and control the number of civilian deaths to less than 20. Success! 】

[Open the hidden goal: Find the truth about the crash of flight AM649! 】

The truth about the plane crash?

After Gu Ji saw the task title, his eyelids twitched.

As we all know, air accident investigations often require a long process. International transport aircraft accident investigations usually take more than 2 years, and complex accident investigations will take even longer.

Even a preliminary investigation report on a major air crash will take at least half a month.

The investigation process consumed a lot of manpower and resources, which was beyond his control alone.

"The remaining 30 hours are simply not enough for a regular investigation. It seems that if you want to complete the hidden mission, you must start with a shortcut."

Gu Ji squinted his eyes, and suddenly recalled the flight captain who died suddenly and mysteriously in his mind.

He stood up decisively, walked to the back of the bus, and sat down next to Riddle.

This guy was browsing on his mobile phone. When he saw Gu Ji, his heart pounded, and he cursed secretly, but still had a smile on his face, "Mr. Yasen, what can I do for you?"

"Riddle, I need the cause of the captain's death and the truth about this plane crash."

"What's the truth? I don't understand what you're talking about, old Yassen!"

"Don't think that I don't know that you are from Klica. I will give you one last chance to speak. You know my methods."

When he heard the name "Klika", Riddle's whole body suddenly tensed up, like a bow string being fully drawn.

His lips trembled slightly, and when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again, as if he remembered that Gu Ji's fighting prowess was not something to be trifled with.

"Mr. Yasen, I told you that you would die. You can't afford to offend these people!"

"If you don't tell me, you will die now."

Gu Ji raised his thick arm and put it on Riddle's neck.

Riddle could even smell the faint smell of blood on his arm, and he shuddered violently, "I say! I say! Captain Lloyd and I both work for Klika. I am in charge of the accounting book, and Lloyd is responsible for the accounting. Klika secretly transported weapons, ammunition and some special items."

Gu Ji's eyelids twitched.

Unexpectedly, the captain was also from Klica.

However, there are cases of civil aviation crew members committing crimes abroad. Just two years ago, a major drug-related case was solved in Los Angeles, USA. Drug cartel members conspired with the captain to transport drugs and arms from Los Angeles Airport to Florida through flight consignment. The amount is as high as 33 million U.S. dollars, and he might also be from Klika.

Riddle continued.

It turns out that since Klika was assassinated, the gang began to split and fight. In order to save his life, Riddell hid with his account book. Finally, when he could no longer stay in the United States, he found Captain Lloyd and used the account book in exchange for a set of Fake identity and prepare to start a new life in Brazil.

"So what you're saying is that it was the criminals, terrorist organizations, and illegal militants in the ledger who killed the captain and caused the plane crash?" Gu Ji raised an eyebrow.

"This, this may also be done by the Marine Corps, or a certain capital group behind it, in order to cover up the military scandal."

"Just because of the two of you, I will kill hundreds of passengers on an entire flight, and then let many governments around the world focus on this matter. Do you think I am stupid?"

"Perhaps they just wanted to poison Royd, and the air crash was really a plane malfunction, or they were using the air crash to cover up the fact that they wanted to kill Lloyd. In short, there were other secrets hidden in Royd. Before taking the civil aviation flight, he was in Wright-Patterson. Serving at the Air Force base, I really didn’t lie to you, Mr. Yassen! I told you everything I know..."

At the end of the sentence, Riddle's tone was filled with tears.

The Wright Base he mentioned is the headquarters of the U.S. Air Force Equipment Command. Many people rumored that it is the same as the mysterious Area 51 in the United States that cannot be found on satellite maps. It is a UFO research and development base. It is said that many debris from crashed alien spacecraft will be transported. Research here is highly confidential.

But Gu Ji never believed these marketing account stories.

Like the area where the Indian Mountain Division headquarters is stationed, the Air Force Equipment Command itself is a highly confidential organization. After all, all the equipment and data inside represent the most advanced technology of the U.S. Air Force. How can it be allowed to be seen by outsiders casually?

However, when Gu Ji mentioned advanced technology, he thought of the mysterious computer he had seen in the bomb level.

He stared into Riddle's eyes and asked in a very calm tone: "You said that Lloyd would also transport special items for Klika, did you mean that thing like a military laptop?"

"What military computer?"

At first, Riddle didn't react, and then his complexion suddenly changed. The blood vessels in his eyeballs seemed to burst. Almost every part of his body was trembling, and his hands and feet became as cold as ice. "You, who the hell are you?" ?how come……"

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Gu Ji opened his palm and pressed his fingers on his carotid artery, "I just want to know the truth!"

"I really don't know anything about the laptop. It has always been used by Klica. It is said that it was given to him by a big shot. We outsiders have no right to touch it. It may have fallen into the FBI's possession long ago." It’s in hand!”

When this thing was mentioned, Riddle was obviously more nervous than before, "Mr. Yassen, I have said everything I can. I don't know what the truth is. These terrorist forces involved with Klika are not easy to mess with." , let alone causing an air crash, even if it means blowing up the Pentagon again, with the security level of Los Angeles Airport, it would be too easy to randomly send a group of mercenaries disguised as a maintenance team to do something on the plane!"

"Disguised as a maintenance team?" Gu Ji suddenly heard a key word.

"I, I just said it casually." Riddle scratched his head and felt the strength of the fingers on his neck gradually getting stronger. He hurriedly said: "Don't kill me! Mr. Yassen, I swear to God, I really said it all!" of!"

"I'll come to you again!"

Seeing that he couldn't find anything, Gu Ji could only let go of his hand temporarily. Anyway, he had obtained Riddle's true identity and could find another way to find him at any time.

Back to Bolton.

Gu Ji asked him again if there were any abnormalities on the plane before the flight, such as maintenance.

"It's all normal inspection procedures. There has been no maintenance." Bolton thought carefully and suddenly wrinkled his forehead, "But the fuel pipeline at Los Angeles International Airport has just been repaired."

"Fuel line!?"

Gu Ji's eyelids twitched, and he vaguely felt that he had caught something.

The aircraft increased thrust and climbed, and the No. 1 engine on the right side failed, then the No. 2 engine failed, and even the APU on the tail failed twice.

You know, the APU is a completely independent power system other than the aircraft engine. The only thing shared with the fuselage is...

Aviation fuel! !

For a moment, Gu Ji thought of a Cathay Pacific air crash in 2010. The reason was that both engines failed at the same time in a short period of time. Fortunately, when the failure occurred, the plane was already very close to the landing place, and the captain took advantage of the failure of the last engine. Before that, we made an emergency landing at Xiangzhou Airport.

A subsequent investigation into the cause of the crash turned out to be water mixed with aviation fuel! !

Before the plane took off, the airport's fuel pipes were dug up and repaired. During this period, seawater was mixed into the pipes, and the engine filter element contained highly water-absorbent resin, which absorbed a large amount of water and turned into a gel. , which stuck the valve, causing engine damage.

You must know that aircraft engines are ultra-high-precision and complex structures that have extremely high requirements on fuel quality.

Once aviation fuel is opened and exposed to the air, it cannot be used for flying, let alone mixed with moisture.

At this point, Gu Jicai finally understood the whole process of the plane crash.

After he told this matter to Bolton, although the other party was extremely surprised, he had to admit that this may be one of the most reasonable explanations at the moment. Otherwise, the improved 7M8 would not be able to produce dual engines, plus the APU would be damaged at the same time. possible.

"In other words, this air crash was caused by many factors: the aviation fuel was tampered with, the captain was poisoned and died, and the Sinaloa drug traffickers hijacked and destroyed the aircraft's radio system..."

Gu Ji just murmured these words.

The next second.

[Hidden goal: Finding the truth about the AM649 flight crash is completed! 】

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