Crisis Management Game

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Threat of enemy force: extremely high risk;

Number of personnel: at least a hundred; weapons and equipment: self-exploding trucks, suicide bombs, AK-series rifles, RPG-7 rockets, and individual satellite combat systems with conventional signal shielding functions;

Tactical level: close to T3 level troops.

You know, Gu Ji still only analyzed the extremist organization Shalam.

If PM mercenaries are included, in terms of tactical command alone, they must be at least above the T2 level.

Not to mention that they also have various mysterious black technology equipment in their hands, such as foam grenades, EMP grenades, and even armed robot dogs. Together, they look like a small special operations company.

Therefore, this can definitely be said to be the first time Gu Ji graduated from the police academy.

The most difficult battle we have ever faced.

But no matter how tough the enemy is, they must bite it down.

In terms of main weapons, the AK-103 is fully equipped, not a single tactical kit is missing, and the number of magazines has been increased from 4 to 6.

When they heard this order, several people couldn't help but twitch their eyelids subconsciously.

Theoretically, a modern tactical suit can basically accommodate a special police officer or soldier carrying 7 magazines.

4 on the tactical vest, 2 in the training pocket, and 1 in the gun, totaling 210 rounds of ammunition.

These seven magazines weigh as much as 10 kilograms based on the weight of ordinary rifle bullets.

In addition, other weapons and equipment weigh about 40 to 50 kilograms. This weight is still relatively heavy to carry on the body, which is a great challenge to personal physical strength control.

"Why are everyone so embarrassed? Are all the physical training at the base in vain?"

When Gong Qingyong saw several subordinates lowering their heads, he immediately raised his voice and shouted.

Upon hearing this, the second team of SWAT officers immediately sped up their movements, grabbed the magazines and stuffed them into their chests.

"Rifle firepower alone is far from enough. We also need high-precision sniper rifles and even tactical light machine guns!"

As soon as Gu Ji said these words, the eyelids of Gao Bo and others immediately jumped wildly.

"You can carry a high-precision sniper rifle, but the light machine gun..."

Zhou Yang scratched his head and looked around. Both the monk and Wu Kang had stunned expressions.

You know, even the armed police rarely use light machine guns in combat. ‘

Because conventional SWAT counter-terrorism operations mostly occur in urban areas, the firepower of ordinary rifles or submachine guns is sufficient, and weapons such as machine guns are not needed to suppress them.

They had only seen it from the Yunnan Public Security Border Waterproof Detachment at the last moment of the last operation in northern Myanmar.

There seems to be only one word difference between a light machine gun and a rifle, and only the barrel is changed in appearance. However, there are essential differences in various weapon parameters such as weight, shooting accuracy, and recoil.

Even special police officers like Gu Ji and others would find it difficult to withstand the recoil of a light machine gun for a long time without having experienced machine gun training.

Not to mention controlling the rhythm of medium and long bursts!

But in Gu Ji's blade counter-terrorism system, when it comes to extremist organizations like Shalam, enemies with rockets on their shoulders, bombs hanging on their bodies, and machine guns in their hands, we can no longer treat them with conventional counter-terrorism thinking.

Because this is almost equivalent to a small-scale military operation.

T1-level special forces such as the SEALs, Alpha, and KSK have long begun to use tactical light machine guns as supplementary firepower in anti-extremist organization operations.

And the location of this counter-terrorism operation: Iran;

The population density is much lower than that in China, and there are not many buildings and few high-rise buildings.

Close combat similar to domestic CQB rarely occurs, and they are basically fought in open areas in the wild desert.

Therefore, at this time, the long range and high firepower advantages of the machine gun are reflected.

"Leave it to me."

Just when the atmosphere was silent for less than two seconds, a figure suddenly stood in front of Gu Ji.

It's Zhuang Feng.

Gong Qingyong and Liu Weijun looked at him with twinkling eyes, as if they were thinking about his true identity.

In comparison, Gu Ji seemed much calmer.

"Okay, can you use rockets?"

"It's not accurate."

"As long as you can fight!"

Gu Ji reached out and patted his shoulder, and at the same time turned to look at Chen Zhiyu: "You come to be his assistant shooter and help him carry ammunition!"

Chen Zhiyu nodded simply.

Professional people do professional things.

Since joining the National Security Bureau, her area of ​​expertise has gradually changed from special police command to intelligence operations. For anti-terrorism operations of this level, it is good for her to be a deputy.

So, at Gu Ji's request, Zhuang Feng chose a PKM-T80.

This is an Iranian imitation and upgraded version of the Russian-made PKM machine gun. By shortening the barrel length, adding a detachable bipod and a telescopic stock, it was changed into a tactical light machine gun. It weighs less than 7 kilograms, but has a range of 800 meters.

And Zhou Yang's weapon is an Iranian AM50 Hunter sniper rifle!

Gao Bo's eyes nearly popped out when he saw the exaggerated gun barrel.

Because it has a full caliber of 12.7mm!

In other words, this is a large-caliber anti-material sniper rifle of the same level as Barrett.

"Good guy, it seems that Gu Ji is really going to do something big this time!"

Wu Kang put his arms on Gao Bo and couldn't help but smacked his lips.

In addition, Gu Ji also asked Zhao Hua to bring military satellite radio and anti-jamming reconnaissance drones, while Gong Qingyong and the others carried shotguns and military high explosives.

It is no exaggeration to say that their firepower is enough to take down a company.

"Let's go!"

Gu Ji touched the stinging dog's head and loosened his hand. It immediately roared excitedly and rushed out of the weapons warehouse with everyone.

Facing them, a group of 12 heavily armed Holy City Brigade special forces, led by Captain Sis, also arrived at the airport.

"Captain Sith, we are now exchanging radio channel passwords. If anything happens, we will communicate at any time."

Gong Qingyong gave the technical SWAT team member a look and asked Zhuang Feng to lead him to establish communication with the other party.

Although the two teams are in a cooperative relationship, each has its own command center. They must give priority to obeying the orders from their superiors and reporting at all times. If the radio stations are completely shared, there will definitely be chaos.

Sith feels extremely cold and cold, even more disgusting than the previous sacrificed Milburn.

Apart from nodding, he didn't say a word to them during the whole process.

Everyone boarded the CH-47 Chinook helicopter and prepared to march to the villa area on the northern outskirts of Tehran.

It turned out that the plane had just taken off.

Gu Ji received news from Barron: They were attacked by PM mercenaries.

And judging from Barron's description, the level of this group of people is much higher than that of the mercenaries who appeared in the mission in Brazil.

Coupled with the large number of people, the equipment is hard.

He and Wang Xueming were beaten so hard that they were almost unable to fight back.

If there weren't some Iranian intelligence agents nearby who distracted the other party's energy, they might have been captured alive by the enemy.

"I didn't expect that this round of PM mercenaries would have such strong anti-detection capabilities."

With a thought in mind, Gu Ji opened the privilege library and first got a set of individual tactical equipment for all three of them, and then distributed three ERC signal jammers and three super blasting hammers to them.

That's right.

In the last train derailment level, he did not use this new equipment.

As a result, I have accumulated three hammer handles and four hammer heads until now.

"Da da da……"

"Fake! If we continue to hide here, we will be killed by them sooner or later!"

Barron hid in the green forest of the villa area, frowning as he listened to the fierce gunshots behind the trees.

Wang Xueming held a Glock 19 bought from the black market and symbolically hit a mercenary on the road. However, he was quickly forced back by the crackling bullets from the opposite side.

"Don't worry, we won't die. If they really wanted to kill us, they would have stormed in and killed us."

Wang Xueming grinned and quickly pulled out the pistol magazine from his waist to replace it.

At this moment, a "buzzing" sound sounded.

I saw a drone flying from behind, with a black bucket bag hoisted at the bottom. It crashed onto the green lawn with a "bang" sound.

"It's equipment support from 7472!"

Barron has seen this kind of scene too many times, and he recognized it at a glance as 7472's reinforcement method, "Cover me!"

After saying these words, he flew to the backpack, grabbed it and rolled it behind the bushes nearby.

"What's in it?"

"Hahaha, I'm rich this time, HK rifle, grenades, shock bombs, tactical vest, and...hammer!"

"hammer?"

Wang Xueming was stunned when he heard this word, but he was quickly knocked back to his senses by the enemy's bullets. "What are you still doing? Throw a few smoke bombs and take cover!"

"laugh!"

Barron grabbed two smoke bombs and threw them out.

Then the two of them took advantage of the smoke cover to quickly enter the courtyard of the villa next to them. While they were dividing the weapons and equipment in their backpacks like "dividing spoils," they turned back to pay attention to the pursuers behind them.

But before the two of them could run much further.

I saw a drone flying overhead, its spherical lens locked on the two of them, like a cat teasing a mouse.

"Damn it, use ERC!"

"This thing's time is very short. We can't escape far at all. Let's go into the house first and avoid the drone!"

Wang Xueming originally thought of using a jammer to avoid the drone's field of view.

But Barron, who was good at counter-reconnaissance, was obviously more experienced than him. He pulled him through the window and got into the villa.

"ah!!"

In the living room of the house, a middle-aged Iranian man in a nightgown saw the Barrons holding rifles and fully armed. He screamed in fright and held a fruit knife, but he did not dare to rush forward and just kept retreating.

"Who are you? Don't come over. I, I have already called the police!"

"That's great, give the police another call and ask them to come quickly!"

Seeing that this man could speak English, Barron made a joke and immediately took Wang Xueming and fled deeper into the house.

outside the room.

Those Iranian intelligence agents were quickly eliminated by PM mercenaries, leaving Barron and his two men just "catching turtles in a jar."

"Soap, don't kill them yet, I want to live!!"

"Yes, Boss Cohen!"

Soap grinned and rushed into the room with another mercenary with a gun.

This time the homeowner was not so lucky.

As soon as they looked at each other, before he could say anything, he was shot dead by Soap twice. Then the four of them divided into two teams, one group went straight to the second floor, and the other stayed on the first floor to sweep.

"Prepare!"

In the bedroom, Barron looked at the drones circling outside the window, suddenly pressed the ERC signal jammer in his hand, then grabbed the window frame and rushed out, "Quick! Lao Wang, follow me!"

Although Wang Xueming is fatter, he has been training physically for such a long time in northern Myanmar, and his body shape is also very flexible.

20 seconds.

Barron and Wang Xueming ran all the way through the house in the villa area, almost risking their lives.

But as they ran, they came to a dead end.

"Barron, is this the fucking path your kid led?"

"Fake! I remember our car was parked right in front. Who would have thought that this is a dead end!"

Barron also doesn’t have a map of this villa area.

He looked back at the unmanned reconnaissance drone hovering in the sky in the distance, gritting his teeth, "We don't have time. Even if we avoid the drone's sight, they will catch up in a short time. Take a gamble!"

After saying that, he took out the super blasting hammer from his backpack.

The whole hammer looks very cool.

The handle of the hammer is matte black and feels like a skin-like material to the touch. The connection point between the handle and the body of the hammer has a structure similar to a hydraulic strut. The body of the hammer is made of gun gray frosted steel, and the tip is more like a The warhead is marked with the Roman numeral "I", indicating that it is a first-class hammer.

"Do you think such a small thing can break this cement wall?"

"What do you know, you old thing!"

Barron saw the message on the phone with his own eyes. He grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, took a deep breath, and swung it hard against the cement wall.

Just listen to a "pop" explosion.

Barron only felt as if his arms had been severely whipped by a steel whip, and his wrists instantly went numb.

"Fuck!"

Wang Xueming quickly shook away the dust in front of his eyes and couldn't help but curse.

A child-sized hole was suddenly blown out of the entire cement wall, connecting it to the street outside.

The key is.

The sound of the hammer exploding was simply not proportional to the power produced in front of me.

Moreover, Barron was so close to the hammer that except for his wrist, which was numbed by the shock, there was no trace of injury on the rest of his body, not even a broken bone!

This is obviously not scientific?

"Why are you still standing there, run away!"

"Ah! Yes!"

Wang Xueming hurriedly got out of the hole, glanced left and right, and immediately saw a black SUV parked on the street, which was their vehicle. It seemed that Barron remembered it correctly, "Let's get in the car!"

The two hurriedly got into the car, started the engine, kicked the accelerator and drove away.

Just as the rear of the two people's car disappeared at the intersection, the drone of the PM mercenary flew over the location of the explosion on the wall.

It doesn't take a moment.

Cohen came here with Soap and the others.

Looking at the broken wall, Soap scratched his head.

"How did they do it, carrying high explosives with them?"

"With such a big hole, even if it's for explosives, it has to be drilled first, right?"

An older mercenary with a scar on his left eye asked back. He was the best at blasting in the team, "And the sound wasn't right either. The high explosives made more noise than just now!"