Crisis Management Game

Facing Hasha's threat, Yuliu swallowed, his muscles tightened, and his right hand holding the gun kept shaking, as if he might pull the trigger and kill the hostages at any time.

Seeing this scene, Gu Ji immediately turned around and called Zhou Yang:

"The target is agitated now. Zhou Yang, prepare to snipe, aiming at the wrist position of the gun. Are you sure?"

"About 70%, but if we shoot rashly, will it cause dissatisfaction from the Iraqi security department? Do you want Zhuang Feng to communicate with us?"

Zhou Yang specially selected a G3A4 rifle with an optical sight.

Although the gun type is relatively old, the gun has high single-shot accuracy and power, and can be used as a precision marksman rifle. The disadvantages are high recoil and slow rate of fire.

"It's too late, do it now!"

Gu Ji looked at Yuliu's eyes, which were getting wider and wider, his pupils dilating, like a lone wolf that was cornered and would go berserk at any moment.

After such a long period of cooperation, Zhou Yang certainly knew his judgment.

Without saying anything, he looked for a suitable angle to snipe.

As Zhou Yang put his right eye close to the scope, Hasha, who was standing in front of the door, also said the last sentence, "You are a smart man, don't do stupid things, and die for a group of strangers you have never met." It’s worth it, this is your last chance!”

Yuliu stared at the dark muzzles of the guns, breathing more and more rapidly.

"Zhou Yang!"

"Already in position!"

Zhou Yang shouted in response, his index finger already pre-pressing the trigger.

But at the moment when the atmosphere was extremely tense, Yuliu suddenly removed the pistol from the hostage's head, spread his arms, and was completely discouraged, "You win!"

Harsha seemed to have expected this.

With one look, Milburn led the secret police to rush forward and capture the target.

"Huh... It seems that the intelligence agents understand human nature better than us!"

Zhou Yang joked and put down the G3 rifle.

Although Gu Ji doesn't understand human nature, he knows Mossad very well.

Since Iulius can surrender just because of Savama's threats, there are only two possibilities:

1. Yuliu’s rank within Mossad is extremely low, and he may even be just a peripheral intelligence spy;

Second, his level is so high that Mossad will definitely send someone to rescue him. Surrendering is just to delay time.

"Be careful of enemy counterattacks."

Gu Ji reminded a few people.

At this time, Gao Bo came over and asked casually: "You reacted quickly enough just now, how did you know that the target escaped from the rear of the car?"

"In Brazil, didn't we also escape from the gangsters' blockade from under the car and attack from behind?"

Gu Ji gave a simple explanation, and Gao Bo understood it instantly.

Because the enemy vehicle was at the front of the engineering vehicle and was stopped by their truck, Yuliu took advantage of the moment of exchange of fire between the two sides to roll under the engineering vehicle and escape from the encirclement.

This is the benefit of practical experience.

This allows Gu Ji to quickly react in his mind to various possibilities he has encountered based on the on-site environment.

So he actually always thought.

Even if you put aside the system enhancement points and treasure chests, the experience gained from completing the game alone is a great reward in itself.

Everyone returned to the truck.

Following Savama to escort Yuliu back to the safe base, nothing suspicious happened during the process.

"It seems to be the first case."

Everything was as Gu Ji expected.

As Harsha began to interrogate, Yuliu almost had his "underpants" taken off. He was just one of the many intelligence spies that Mossad cultivated and planted in Iran.

Not much better than the three cannon fodder they captured before.

But Yuliu himself still knows some secrets.

"What is your purpose in coming to Tehran? Did you kidnap Professor Kang Wenkun?"

"The matter of that Xia State expert really has nothing to do with me. We are looking for someone to investigate the oil mine project that Xia Yi cooperates with just to complete the 'Orchard Operation'!"

"Operation Orchard?"

Faced with Zhuang Feng's loud questioning, Yuliu suddenly said a term that stunned everyone present.

The special police officers Liu Weijun and Gong Qingyong naturally did not understand and looked confused.

The faces of the Savama police officers represented by Harsha suddenly changed.

Gu Ji noticed that Zhuang Feng's pupils also shrank.

Just when he wanted to continue questioning, Harsha suddenly stood in front of everyone and interrupted: "I'm sorry, the content of the following interrogation involves party intelligence secrets. Please leave the room first."

"What does this mean? We are cooperating in handling the case. This person probably knows the truth about Professor Kang's kidnapping. We don't have to be responsible for the interrogation, but we should have the right to observe!"

Without waiting for translation, Zhuang Feng himself began to confront Hasha head-on.

"You just heard that the matter of the Xia State expert has nothing to do with them. If there are any clues related to the kidnapping, I will share it with you as soon as possible. This is our promise from Iran."

Hasha was talking nonsense, but his tone did not give in at all, and he directly asked Milburn to drive them out.

Return to the living room.

After listening to Zhuang Feng's translation, Gao Bo was so angry that he exploded on the spot, "These bastards, this won't work, that won't work either. What do they think of our Xiaguo police? Why don't they just beat them in Northern Burma 324?" happy!"

"Otherwise, we might as well just do it ourselves!"

Zhou Yang also answered unhappily.

Gong Qingyong shook his head.

Despite his rough appearance, he is very delicate and calm in mind. "When fighting in Iraq, we still have to rely on the intelligence and logistical support provided by the Ministry of Security. Otherwise, it will be too dangerous to act rashly!"

"I also agree with the Palace team's proposal."

Liu Weijun also nodded.

Now that both captains have spoken, it's natural for the team members to continue talking.

During the entire process, Gu Ji had been secretly observing Zhuang Feng. Although there was no expression change on his face, it could be seen that his thoughts had been stuck in the interrogation room.

To be honest, even he was very curious.

Operation Orchard…

Could it be related to the mysterious transaction again?

Just when everyone was silent, the door to the room was suddenly opened.

Harsha came over with a document, "The situation has been investigated clearly. After internal verification in our system, the kidnapping should have nothing to do with Mossad. They were also surprised by this incident. One of the spy associates..."

Speaking of this, a strong killing intent clearly flashed through his eyes.

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

The end of the interrogation means that Yuliu must have confessed everything about Mossad, which naturally exposed his accomplices, such as Claudy.

Claudius and Harsha had no contact at all on the train.

There is only one possibility to make this guy so angry:

Amin! !

It seems that my previous suspicion was correct.

While Gu Ji was thinking, Harsha suppressed his anger and continued: "He has been following this gang of gangsters, and it is basically confirmed that they are an extremist organization active in the eastern border area: Shalam!"

"Shalam!?"

Everyone exclaimed.

As long as they are special police officers, almost everyone does not know the horror of "Shalam".

Speaking of it, we have to mention the most dangerous terrorist organization in the world: Al Qaeda!

Qaidah is divided into four levels: core, branches, periphery and edge.

The second level mainly has five branches, which are spread all over the world, namely the armed organizations of the Arabian Peninsula, the North African "Creator" organization, the Somali Dead Hand Party, the Syrian "Shahari", and the "Iblis" active in the Americas. "group.

Shalam is an extremist organization that splintered from Shahari in Syria.

Because its methods are extremely cruel, it often beheads in public, beheadings at the slightest disagreement, killing people like crazy, horrific and bloody, and even surpasses Kayida in the limelight, and is almost despised by the whole world.

Although Syria once cooperated with the United States to eradicate its base areas.

But everyone knows that it has never collapsed, its resources and force have never collapsed, and it is still active in the Middle East.

The militants who kidnapped Professor Kang Wenkun this time smuggled themselves into Tehran from Syria and Turkey and committed brutal atrocities.

"No wonder the gangsters are not afraid of being caught on camera. It turned out to be Shalam who did it..."

Zhao Hua murmured in surprise. After all, these extremists like to shoot videos and live broadcasts, and they wish that the whole world would live in their shadow.

Gu Ji also finally understood why this group of people acted with a strong training style.

Although Shalam has now broken up with Keida, most of the members of Shalam used to come from Keida's terror training camp.

It is also the legendary "West Point Military Academy" known as the terrorist school.

"If it was really Shalam who did it, would Professor Kang and the others have already..."

When Gao Bo finished speaking, he stopped talking.

"Probably not. Although Shalam acts bloody and cruel, he will never kill in silence. There is no news about Professor Kang and the others on the Internet, which means they haven't taken action yet!"

Liu Weijun squinted his eyes and analyzed, then looked at Hasha: "Have you asked about the enemy's current location?"

"I asked. It's in a desert village outside Tehran Province, about 5 kilometers northeast of the oil mine project between our two countries!"

Hasha spoke word by word and handed all the recording documents into the hands of the monk.

"Since this kidnapping has nothing to do with intelligence attacks, you no longer need to hide your identity. We will fully support you with weapons and equipment. However, since our main task is to capture Mossad spies, we cannot help you. On a rescue mission!”

This old fox’s calculations are really loud!

Gu Ji couldn't see it. On the surface, Hasha seemed to be helping them without reservation, but in reality, he could only let them move forward on their own.

There must be at least tens of thousands of intelligence officers in Savama's entire department. Are they all going to catch spies?

It’s nothing more than making excuses not to participate.

Let them fight Shalam on their own.

If the fight is won, the extremists who are causing trouble can be eliminated; if the fight is lost, the people who are offended are their Xia State special police and have nothing to do with the Iraqi side.

For Savarma, it doesn’t matter whether he wins or loses.

Harsha's attitude is enough to show that Shalam is indeed an extremist organization that is not easy to mess with.

"Okay, that's enough for us."

Gong Qingyong stretched out his hand and shook Hasha politely.

Immediately, Hasha led the people and left in a hurry.

Before leaving, Gu Ji vaguely heard the words he ordered his men to take action immediately. His heart trembled, and he decided to open the ghost server and send a reminder message to A Ming.

He had no intention of getting involved in the intelligence power struggle between Mossad and Savama.

But Amin is now a member of 7472.

When clearing the game, Gu Ji took the initiative to expose the identity of Unit 7472 in order to clear the level quickly, causing Amin to fall under the attention of Gebari for investigation. He still had to take care of him to some extent.

You can’t let the game characters take all the blame.

Tehran Province, northeastern desert.

Amin, whose head is wrapped in a linen gauze, is hiding behind a sand-colored rock, using a monocular telescope with a gauze-wrapped lens to observe a village hidden in the mountains.

That's right.

He was the spy responsible for tracking and monitoring Shalam and providing location information to Mossad.

"Damn it, I'm hiding here and sleeping in the open air, while you and Yuliu are lying in the hotel enjoying themselves. Sooner or later, when I get to the top, I will push you to the ground and teach you a lesson!"

While observing, Amin cursed his former childhood sweetheart Claudy.

It has to be said that Shalam's organizational structure is extremely strict. Since hiding in this village, it has not been seen. In the core area, sentries are rotating 24 hours a day.

He observed it for several days and found no clues at all.

It's not even sure if those Xia hostages are still inside.

"Buzz~"

Just when A Ming was thinking about whether to take the risk and sneak into the village by pretending to be a passerby, a sudden vibration came from his chest.

He took out his cell phone, thinking it was a message from Claudy.

As a result, when he opened it and took a look, his expression suddenly changed.

"This, this is really 7472..."

He stared intently at the blue earth in the background of the screen and the organization's logo.

You must know that this mobile phone was specially provided by Mossad to these intelligence spies. Although it is not as good as the equipment in the hands of core members, it is difficult for regular police to investigate and break through the firewall.

But 7472 was able to locate his mobile phone so easily.

The most important thing is the content inside:

"Your accomplice has been caught, his identity has been exposed, and Savama is attacking you!"

"Damn it, it must be that damn fat guy!"

A Ming had already guessed that hiring those fools to investigate and find clues related to the research base from the mine project was completely wishful thinking.

"Thankfully 7472 saved my life, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died!"

He gritted his teeth and swore, narrowed his eyes, put away the binoculars, and fled into the desert without looking back.

Tehran, Savama security base.

Gu Ji and his gang all gathered around the conference room.

Liu Weijun and Gong Qingyong have reported all the situations to the command center.

"The current situation is that there are Shalam security posts near the village 24 hours a day. As long as a convoy approaches, they will definitely wake up immediately!"

“What if you park your car at the bottom of the mountain and sneak in on foot?”

"Would that be more obvious?"

"Team Thunder, what should we do now?"