Crisis Management Game

The north wind howls and the yellow sand fills the sky.

The town of Snatan.

After experiencing car bomb explosions, gunfire, and missile bombings, the walls of the buildings on both sides of the road have become riddled with holes, and the ground is a mess.

It was almost dusk, and there was a white high-rise building.

Mixed among the ruins were many charred corpse fragments, engineering plastic casings and circuit boards.

From the gap between the cement slabs at the base of the wall, a hand covered with flame-retardant tactical gloves suddenly stretched out, grabbed the edge, and pushed it away with force.

"Wow!"

The stone slab fell, and a thin figure stood up from the smoke with difficulty.

Judging from the eyelashes, she was a dirty woman, wearing a camouflage tactical scarf, her forehead was soaked red with blood, wearing a sand-colored cloak, and holding a sand-colored AXMC military high-precision sniper rifle in her hand.

While she was checking her injuries.

A few footsteps directly in front of her instantly aroused her alertness. She dodged and jumped, landing firmly behind a ruin. She instantly pulled out a Glock 18 pistol from her waist with her right hand, her eyes fixed on her. Look ahead.

Just waiting for the figures to appear, they were three extremists armed with rifles.

The woman then stood up from the ruins.

The three of them were about to raise their guns when they saw her take off the tactical scarf on her forehead, revealing a sweet face, which was exactly:

Mio Ito! !

It's just that compared to before, Ito Mio doesn't have the temperament of a weak girl at this moment.

His eyes were cold and his face was gloomy.

At first glance, it just looks like a bloodthirsty female wolf stalking the desert. The sight of it makes one's scalp numb.

"Where are those SWAT teams from Xia State?"

"I also want to ask you, don't you claim that your marksmanship is very good and you will never let them leave this town alive?"

Among the several Shalam extremists, a tall middle-aged man heard this and immediately asked.

"If there hadn't been a problem with your communication shielding, do you think they could have left alive!"

As she spoke, Ito Mio's eyes flickered.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, as if he would be shot to death by her in the next second.

Suppressing his inner panic, he pointed at the ruins behind him that were destroyed by missiles.

"Iran has even dispatched unmanned fighter jets, how can we possibly stop them!"

"Baga! What a bunch of trash!"

Miying Ito said this sentence in Japanese.

She immediately took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed a number.

Tehran, in a suburban villa.

Shigemoto Abe, who was wearing a dark blue suit with gray temples, saw the name on the caller ID on the phone screen. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he immediately put down the whiskey in his hand and opened it to answer the call.

"The mission failed. Shalam's communication interception failed. Iraq sent unmanned fighter aircraft and missiles to support it. Almost all members of the Xia Kingdom retreated from the siege. Some people from the Israeli Mossad and the Syrian Military Intelligence Agency also took advantage of the chaos to escape."

As soon as these words came out, Abe Shigemoto, who was still a little happy, his face instantly turned gloomy.

He didn't respond, hung up the phone, returned to the sofa, picked up the whiskey on the table, and drank it all.

"despair."

On the coffee table chessboard, a white chess chariot is placed.

Fingers lifted.

Opposite him sat a tall mercenary, wearing a sand-colored training uniform, a tactical vest, and a black tactical hood wrapped around his head.

"How's the situation?"

"Failed, communication interception failed, Iran..."

"You should stop participating and concentrate on dealing with the transaction. I will take care of other matters."

Before Abe Shigemoto could finish speaking, the man in the hood interrupted. Although his voice was gentle, his tone did not allow for any doubt.

"Bang! Cohen!!"

Abu Zhongben slammed the whiskey glass in his hand on the coffee table. The broken glass cut his fingers and made them bleed. However, he seemed to not feel any pain and stared at the eyes. This PM mercenary never showed up.

"What you mean by this is that you are blaming me for not being able to handle things well?"

"Isn't it?"

Cohen raised his head and looked at Abu Chongben with a pair of brown eyes. His gaze was calm, but it made people feel an invisible pressure, as if he was being stared at by some dangerous beast.

He took the paper from the coffee table and said silently while taking out the tissue: "Whether it is Japan, Romania, or now Iran, when have you ever defeated them?"

With the last sentence, Cohen waved his hand and handed the tissue to Abu Chongben.

this moment.

He felt insulted like never before, but he had no reason to refute.

If you lose, you lose.

"I'll take care of the deal."

After finishing his sentence coldly, Abe Shigemoto got up from the sofa and left. From beginning to end, he ignored the tissue handed over by Cohen.

"Ah……"

Seeing this, Cohen just chuckled, as if he saw a monkey performing a show in the zoo. He picked up a tissue and wiped his eyelids, then took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number: "Let them come over. …”

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Outside the villa area.

Barron squatted behind a green bush in a park, impatiently chasing away biting mosquitoes.

"Damn it, these people have been here for almost three hours, but there's still no movement. If I stay like this, I'm afraid I'll be completely sucked dry by mosquitoes!"

“How can you catch big fish if you don’t even have this patience!”

Not far from him, behind another bush, squatting was a middle-aged man with sloppy hair and casual clothes. It was Wang Xueming.

Both sides were originally tracking different targets.

But I never expected that it would be just three hours ago.

Shigemoto Abe actually came to the same villa as the mercenaries from PM Company.

After using the 7472 internal network to exchange intelligence information, Barron decided to perform the mission together with Wang Xueming. As for Jiang Na, she followed the terrorist organization to investigate the hostages they kidnapped and their purpose.

"I said, Lao Wang, you have stayed in that poor place in Myanmar all year round, where it is hot and full of mosquitoes. You have already adapted to it. I am different from you!"

Barron turned back and rolled his eyes at him.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can go back to the hotel first. I'll be responsible for keeping an eye on you here."

Wang Xueming was not angry. On the contrary, he said a few words of sincere concern.

Of course, after experiencing so many things in northern Myanmar, how could he still be the simple and kind uncle he was before?

The reason why he said this was mainly because he wanted to express himself more in action.

Through small talk, Wang Xueming learned that Barron had also received the 7472 reward skill instillation device during the Brazil operation, and he felt envious and jealous.

He only knows two members of 7472: Jiang Na and Barron.

As a result, both of them gained new skills through that magical device, except him.

Therefore, Wang Xueming is now eager to do more work so that he can show himself in front of the organization and win rewards.

"Oh! God, is today Thanksgiving?"

Barron joked with an exaggerated expression.

Although he is younger, his social experience is no worse than that of Wang Xueming because he has been hanging out in New York neighborhoods since he was a child.

"Hush! Someone is coming!"

Wang Xueming did not continue, but raised his index finger in front of his mouth.

The next second, three SUVs drove up on the street in front of the green belt. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone, pulled out the telephoto lens, and took pictures of the windshield and driver's seat.

I found that the car was full of people, and judging from their clothing, they had a strong military style.

"No, the quality of this group of people is completely different from the previous ones. We have to report it to our superiors quickly!"

After Wang Xueming browsed the photos, he felt bad.

The town of Snatan.

After Gu Ji and the others successfully escaped, they ran into the desert and encountered the quick reaction force of the Iranian Revolutionary Guards who came to rescue them.

Then he followed them back to the town.

Although none of the extremists in Shalam are afraid of death, they are not fools. How could they stay there and be caught even if they knew the plan failed? They must have run away long ago.

So the whole town.

There were only corpses scattered on the ground, rough sand, and the pungent smell of blood.

Chen Zhiyu found Su Yang's body, wrapped him in white cloth and placed him on a stretcher.

Seeing this scene, Gao Bo, who accidentally attacked him, sighed in his heart.

Who would have thought.

The two sides had just resolved their misunderstanding, and in less than a minute, they were completely separated from each other.

"Most of the corpses at the scene were Iranian civilians. The intelligence force that suffered the most casualties was the Iranian Ministry of Security. This time they really accompanied my wife and lost their troops..."

After Liu Weijun followed the Revolutionary Guards to clean up the battlefield, he came back to share the specific situation with Gu Ji.

"Oh? It seems that the methods of other intelligence forces are not weak either."

Gu Ji originally thought that someone like Claudy, who seemed to have no signs of training, would definitely be killed in the first wave of melee, but he did not expect that he also managed to survive.

It seems that you really can't just take everything at face value.

"Did you see the corpse of the enemy sniper?"

This is Zhou Yang's biggest concern.

Liu Weijun shook his head.

"I only found a torn body near the white room, but there were no sniper rifle parts around, only deformed AK-series weapons and a portable satellite launcher. Shalam and the others should have used this thing. Complete remote communication under the condition of establishing signal shielding."

"If the sniper was not dead, then his reaction and skill are evident; at least he jumped down from the roof the moment he heard the sound of rocket launches and avoided the fatal explosion."

Gong Qingyong analyzed on the side: "If he also set this trap, this person must be one of the most difficult enemies we have faced in this operation!"

While everyone was discussing the situation of the battle.

Another convoy came on the road south of the town.

The car door opened, and a group of secret police in suits and ties got out.

Yes, it’s Savarma again.

Ghebari did not appear in person, and the person in charge of commanding the scene was Hasha, who had done meritorious service.

After he saw Gu Ji, he immediately came over and asked about all the specific details of what happened at that time.

Because although Savama maintained communication throughout the operation, the moment the car bomb exploded, they knew nothing about what was happening in the town.

After listening to the description, Hasha also made the same judgment as Gu Ji.

The man on the street in Shalam was obviously a victim, and the hostage in their hands was also fake.

Its purpose is to induce everyone to compete with each other, and then end it all at once.

"Mr. Gu, our Ministry of Security has absolutely no intention of betraying cooperation. It's just that the intelligence systems of both parties are different, which will inevitably cause certain deviations. It's not that we intentionally concealed it."

"Oh? Didn't you rob Professor Kang just to bypass us and conduct transactions with the seller yourself?"

"Mr. Gu, this person is..."

While Hasha was trying to explain to Gu Ji, Chen Zhiyu suddenly stood up and interrupted coldly.

"She is also one of the participants in our operation, Officer Sun."

Gu Ji introduced it truthfully according to what Chen Zhiyu told him.

"Madam, where did you get this news from?"

It could be seen that Harsha's eyes were full of shock.

Because of this information about "Kang Wenkun", but they spent a lot of effort to pry it out from the mouth of the Shalam leader, how could Xia Guo know it so quickly?

Everything was just as Gu Ji analyzed.

Chen Zhiyu revealed that the source of the national security intelligence was sent to them from an unknown number.

This confirms it.

This piece of information about "the seller changed the transaction partner" was deliberately sent to a group in order to bring everyone together and provoke disputes.

As for the person who sent the message, is it Shalam, PM Company, or the seller himself.

That remains to be debated.

Now that he had decided to cooperate with Iran, Chen Zhiyu explained the situation clearly.

After learning about this, Hasha suddenly realized that their security department had been tricked.

"Get rid of that extremist immediately."

He almost gave orders to his men through his teeth, which was enough to prove how angry Harsha was now.

Don't blame him for being so angry.

Savama is one of the top five intelligence agencies in the Middle East.

Not only was he tricked by a terrorist organization, but a large number of elites were sacrificed for it, which would make people laugh out loud.

"Mr. Gu, our husband is looking for you!"

After Harsha reported to his superiors, he came over with a phone. It was Major General Gebari.

"Hello?"

"Your people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs have communicated with me, and I have agreed to cooperate. I can provide you with all intelligence, weapons and equipment, and even personnel support, but at the same time, you must also guarantee our interests in this transaction. !”

Gu Ji glanced at Chen Zhiyu.

The two sides looked at each other.

"no problem."

"Okay, I have asked the intelligence system to search for the location of Shalam. As long as they are still in Iran, within three hours, I will definitely find their lair. At that time, I will send the Iranian Revolutionary Guards Special Forces to cooperate. You guys, rescue the hostages!”

After saying that, Gabari hung up the phone.

"How come this old guy doesn't seem to feel any guilt at all? Isn't he ashamed?"

Gao Bo eavesdropped on the whole process and joked with a grin.

Zhou Yang let out a "cut" sound, "Is it possible that you still want such a big official to apologize to you in person as a small policeman?"

At this time, Wu Kang hurried over from a distance.

"Zhuang Feng is awake!"