Crisis Management Game

Gu Ji's eyelids twitched.

Don't say it.

Gao Bo really got it right!

The familiar feeling towards Zhuang Feng in his heart also came from this.

In fact, whether it is Zhou Yu in Brazil, Ling Yousong who died in the battle in the riverside neighborhood, or Zhuang Feng in front of him.

All three have some similar physical characteristics:

Dark skinned and short.

The former is most likely caused by long-term training and exposure to wind and sun, while the latter is one of the typical characteristics of soldiers under the Xia Kingdom's scout system.

Because scouts often perform tasks such as infiltration and reconnaissance, the more concealed the better.

A smaller body makes it easier to conceal during combat operations and is more flexible than a person with a large body.

Of course, the above are just Gu Ji's personal guesses.

Whether Zhuang Feng, like Zhou Yu, comes from the military intelligence system remains to be verified.

But he was sure.

The National Security Bureau and the General Staff should have "eyes on" this mysterious transaction in the Middle East.

After a brief understanding between the two parties.

Lei Wanshan, who had been silent until now, finally spoke: "This operation is codenamed 'Recycle Bin'. Captain Li Ruilin of the Provincial Special Police Corps is the commander-in-chief. I am the operational commander. The second team is responsible for the main attack and the third team is the auxiliary attack."

"yes!"

The captains of the second team, Gong Qingyong and Liu Weijun, took orders respectively.

"Okay, the rescue operation can be carried out without further delay. The province has prepared a business jet through the Civil Aviation Administration to send you to Iran. Act now!"

Li Ruilin raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a "crash" sound, and all the people involved in the action stood up from their seats and left the conference room one after another.

Looking at Zhuang Feng who was following the commando team.

Li Ruilin leaned back on the office chair and looked at the documents on the screen of his mobile phone, feeling worried.

"Good guy, the specifications of this operation are more than one level higher than the 3.24 operation in northern Myanmar. Even the special plane is out!"

As soon as he went out, Gao Bo took Gu Ji and others and exclaimed in a low voice.

Zhou Yang patted his belly and said, "There is nothing we can do about the operation in northern Myanmar. The conditions are too bad, and the local warlords are obstructing it. Even if the Myanmar side wants to help us, it is powerless; this time it is different. We and The relationship with Iran is relatively good, so it will be much easier to work together!”

"It makes sense. If the Iranian police can provide us with personnel support, that would be great!"

Wu Kang's words actually point out the only drawback of Operation 3.24:

Lack of reserve force support.

At that time, they had completed the task of rescuing the hostages and capturing the suspect Bai Maoliang, but because there were too many armed militiamen in the Bai family border camp, they could only be held back.

If a quick reaction force could be sent to take over at this time, perhaps Wang Chaoyang would not have died.

"Then it depends on the capabilities of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, hahaha!"

Suddenly, someone next to me interrupted.

Gu Ji turned around and saw that the man was in his late twenties, tall, wearing a gray quick-drying sports suit, with a beard and a somewhat rugged appearance. He was Gong Qingyong, the captain of the Second Squadron.

"Team Palace, I hope you will take good care of me during this mission!"

Liu Weijun is a veteran member of the Longhu Commando Team and is very familiar with the people in the other two squadrons.

"Okay, Captain Liu, with so many elite soldiers and generals guarding them, we should be the ones taking care of them, right?"

Gong Qingyong stroked his beard, grinned, and focused his eyes on Gu Ji.

You know, the 3.24 night battle operation in northern Myanmar made Gu Ji famous in the first battle, and even earned the title of "Night Owl".

Now, no one in the Longhu Commando team dares to underestimate the Third Squadron.

"Don't worry, we will do our best to communicate and create the best combat environment for everyone!"

Two Foreign Affairs Office officials spoke out.

On the other hand, Zhuang Feng, who is an Iranian policeman stationed abroad, has not participated in the topic, but his eyes have changed slightly.

Gu Ji shook his eyelids imperceptibly, always feeling like this guy was hiding something.

Arriving at the courtyard, he quickly ran to the kennel, ready to take the stinger away.

Dogs are the representative of crepuscular animals and are most active at dawn and dusk. It was just dark now, and Stinger was eavesdropping on the movement in the yard in the cage.

Maybe he smelled the familiar scent of Gu Ji.

Before he could get close, Stinger was lying between the bars of the cage, pushing the dog's head out while shouting "woof, woof, woof".

"Sit down and be honest!"

Gu Ji scolded him, and Stinger immediately sat on the ground, wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue, pretending to be a good dog.

After he asked the attendant to open the cage.

This guy jumped out in an instant, first ran to the kennel entrance to wait and see, then turned back, walked around Gu Ji twice, and smelled his shoes.

"Let's go, I'll take you on a big job this time!"

Gu Ji took the rope and the muzzle, tied it to the dog, and touched the dog's head.

During the Brazilian operation, the Stinger performed very well. When the Convention and Exhibition Center organized machine gun fire on the "SSS", it was the first to rush up and knock down the machine gunner, creating excellent conditions for subsequent attacks.

Plus he drew the police dog training skills from Yassen.

Now Gu Ji has completely mastered the tactical police dog linkage operation.

After returning with Stinger in hand, everyone got on the bus that had been prepared and rushed all the way to the airport, clearing customs very quickly and boarding the plane smoothly.

This "recycle bin" operation should be at the same level as the **** earthquake level that Gu Ji cleared before.

They are all directly flown by special planes sent by the state.

Theoretically, there is no direct flight from Ningzhou to Tehran. There are often one or two transfers in between, which takes at least 15 hours.

But since this was a flight specially approved by the Civil Aviation Administration of China, it only took them half the time to land in Iran.

Because there is a 4.5 hour time difference between the two countries.

When I pushed open the visor of the small window, it was still dark outside.

The foreign affairs staff of the embassy in Iran and the Iranian police have been waiting below for a long time.

When everyone got off the plane, a middle-aged woman with short hair wearing a dark blue suit walked forward with a smile and held the hands of Gong Qingyong and Liu Weijun.

According to someone from the Foreign Affairs Office, she was the ambassador responsible for coordinating between Shai and Yi this time: Geng Changping.

However, Gu Ji was more interested in the cold-faced faces in suits and ties standing behind the Iranian police representatives.

Having just cleared the level not long ago, he knew the styles and characteristics of these people very well.

Savama secret police!

Sure enough, Zhuang Feng also noticed this group of people.

"Ambassador Geng, how is the hostage situation now?"

"There is still no news. The gangsters did not kill people and dump their bodies, nor did they make extortion calls to ask for ransom. However, the Iranian Ministry of Intelligence and National Security found a clue that a group of people were investigating underground oil in the suburbs of Tehran recently. The mine project, the engineering leader of this project is Professor Kang!"

Faced with Gong Qingyong's inquiry, Geng Changping answered truthfully.

"Oh? Can we start taking action now?"

Liu Weijun expressed what everyone was thinking.

"It's okay, it's okay, that's it..."

At this point, Geng Changping suddenly glanced at the Persian men in suits following the Iranian police with a look of embarrassment, "They are from the Iranian Ministry of Security."

After the translation and retelling, one of the middle-aged men with eagle eyebrows and short hair began to speak in a gibberish voice.

As he spoke, Geng Changping was responsible for translating.

"It's true that you have obtained law enforcement authorization in Iran, but just an hour before the flight landed, we just received news that our undercover intelligence officer who was pursuing clues to the case was suddenly killed. After intelligence analysis After conducting research in the office, the superiors believe that this is likely to be an attack by hostile intelligence forces, so the originally agreed action plan must be changed!"

"What does he mean?"

Zhou Yang frowned, a little unhappy.

Zhuang Feng finally explained at this time: "It means that we should not be able to act openly, because it will easily alert the hostile forces and disrupt Iraq's plans."

Gu Ji glanced at him and found that his face was calm, as if he had known this for a long time.

But this is normal.

The Middle East is one of the most intense intelligence battles in the world, especially between Iran and Israel.

No matter how good the relationship between the two countries is, a consensus has been reached at the diplomatic level, and communication has been completed within the intelligence system, often the slightest change may affect the advancement of the entire joint operation.

After all, this is on someone else's territory, and you have to follow their rules.

To put it bluntly, Professor Kang is very important to Xia Guo, but to Iran, he is just a foreign technical expert.

In contrast, the intelligence counterattack is obviously more urgent.

"How to change it?" Gong Qingyong asked.

Geng Changping translated: "During investigations or any arrest operations, you need to disguise yourself. You can only wear civilian clothes. When necessary, you need to cover your face, reduce communication, and use weapons and vehicles with no obvious characteristics. The most important thing is Yes, we must not let the enemy know that this is an official operation, it is best to pretend to be a tourist or a gang attack!"

"Gangster?"

Gao Bo became interested when he heard this word.

From the moment he was admitted to the police academy, he has been learning how to punish crimes for the past five years and has never experienced the feeling of being a "bad guy".

"Iran can provide us with weapons, ammunition and vehicles..."

"Ambassador Geng, please tell him that our communication cannot be interrupted. If possible, we can even use music headphones instead."

Gong Qingyong interrupted Geng Changping's translation.

As a veteran SWAT officer who has been on the front line of the Longhu Commando Team for many years, he knows very well how important communications are in an operation.

Without it, it is equivalent to the brain losing contact and control over the body, and the limbs are fighting independently, and the result is a mess.

"They agreed."

After Geng Changping's hard work, the Yingmei Secret Police finally nodded.

"Okay, let's start taking action!"

Gong Qingyong stretched out his hand to signal.

The crowd immediately followed the Iranian police and secret police out of the airport and entered the capital city of Tehran.

Tehran at night, the streets are filled with the sound of horns.

Although Iran is a country with few entertainment activities, because they eat very late, dinner time is from 8 to 10 o'clock, and the traffic is often very congested in the middle of the night.

1am.

The vehicle drove into a two-story building.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary house, but there is something wonderful inside.

This was supposed to be one of Savama's bases of operations.

There are a large number of different styles of clothes prepared in the house, which are enough to meet the needs of various occasions. What is even more important is the equipment warehouse. There are so many weapons in it that it is dazzling. There are even many "magic modifications". It is estimated that most of them are All were seized from terrorists or hostile spies.

The Yingmei secret police hired professionals to design different clothes based on Gu Ji's appearance.

Gu Ji received a linen robe, a skull mask, and a pink plaid scarf.

Not to mention, after wrapping the scarf around the head, it really looks like a local Iranian.

After receiving the camouflage clothes, it’s time to choose weapons.

"You have to choose different weapons, so that they are more consistent with the status of gangsters!"

Seeing Wu Kang and Gao Bo subconsciously holding the same AR-15 rifle, the Yingmei secret police opened their mouths to remind them.

Gu Jigang had just cleared the level not long ago, and there were still some Persian memories left in his mind.

The other party is right. No gangster can casually create a team with exactly the same weapons and equipment. This is a characteristic of the "regular army".

He chose an AK47 rifle, which is considered one of his best rifles besides the 95 gun family, and a Sig Sauer P226 as a pistol.

Gu Ji noticed that Zhuang Feng also chose an AK-series weapon, but what was different from him was that it was a modified Xia Guo 56-1 submachine gun. Some militant had replaced the handguard with a tactical rail. Scope and grip kit added.

Just when everyone was sorting out their communication headsets.

The Yingmei secret police called a "new face" as a liaison officer to coordinate communication.

On the one hand, they were afraid that they would be accidentally injured by strange police or Revolutionary Guards who came from nearby during the operation, and someone of their own could come forward to explain. On the other hand, Iran could not allow them to operate completely privately and alone, and at least sent someone to monitor them.

But Gu Ji didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

The liaison officer installed by Savama was the "Persian Strong Man" Milburn who repeatedly blocked him in the checkpoint.

This guy was still standing there as he was in the level, with a face full of arrogance, as if someone owed him money.

After everything was prepared, everyone parted.

Non-combatants remained in the room, responsible for establishing communications and reporting to the domestic command center.

All the special police officers of the Longhu Commando Team, including Zhuang Feng and Milburn, set off together, getting into an old white van and a black SUV prepared by Savama, heading to the intelligence point in the suburban area ahead.

On the way, communication was finally established.

After confirming that the command center could hear the sound, Gong Qingyong and Liu Weijun reported the situation at the scene to Lei Wanshan in turn.

"What are you going to do?"

Lei Wanshan's cold voice sounded in the headphones.

"Team Lei, I discussed with Gong Qingyong and decided to first find the group of people investigating Professor Kang based on the intelligence, and then pretend to be a gangster to attack and capture them for interrogation!"

"The plan is feasible, just act according to this plan!"

"yes!"

Liu Weijun gave a final shout, and then temporarily closed the communication.

Tehran finally fell silent in the middle of the night.

As one of the largest cities in the Middle East, Tehran's urban area is very large. Even in the suburbs, the houses are very dense. Especially the Persian buildings are mostly in white style. At a glance, it is easy to be dazzled.

"Intelligence shows that this is the location."