Crisis Management Game

Several people turned their heads when they heard the sound.

It was the stranger, A Ming, who spoke.

Barron eyed him suspiciously.

"You can do it, is it true?"

"Really, when I was first trained, I specifically learned about code communication and information sorting."

Hearing what Amin said, Jiang Na finally remembered that his true identity was a Mossad intelligence spy.

Maybe he really has the ability to do it!

Wang Xueming's eyes widened when he heard this.

He hurriedly handed the pieces of shredded paper into his hands, "That's great. If the sorting can be successful, 7472 will not treat you badly!"

Amin's ability to decipher the information in the shredded paper was of great help to him.

After all, he snatched the shredded papers in his backpack from Abe Shigemoto.

"Don't worry, I will try my best!"

…

"Lockdown lifted."

After waiting for about ten minutes, the chemical defense soldiers received the message, "There are chemical protective suits over there. You need to put them on before entering."

Gu Ji and Chen Zhiyu followed the instructions and came to the preparation area.

The material of the chemical protective suit feels a bit like a rubber jacket, but the fabric is thicker.

The coating is dominated by boron hydride, which absorbs neutrons and gamma rays.

Because it faces nuclear radiation, it must use a fully enclosed system with the highest level of Class A. In addition to providing filtered breathing gas, inner and outer chemical protective gloves, chemical protective boots and hats.

Gu Ji helped Chen Zhiyu put on the chemical protective clothing.

The moment he put on the chemical protective mask and hat, he clearly felt that the girl's breathing had become faster.

This is also the first feeling that ordinary people feel when putting on Class A chemical protective clothing.

The fully enclosed clothing isolates some external sounds and visual effects, and coupled with the micro-positive pressure system, it makes people feel as if they have fallen into the water, giving them a sense of suffocation.

On the other hand, Gu Ji adapted very quickly.

Mainly because he has experienced too many public health hurdles.

Especially during the poison gas explosions in factories during World War II, facing the black pressure of chlorine above our heads, we were under a lot of pressure.

"Is your waist injured?"

When Chen Zhiyu was helping Gu Ji get dressed, he also discovered a bleeding wound on his waist, so he took out a bandage from the first aid kit and bandaged it for him.

"While fighting with extremists on the underground floor, I was accidentally scratched by a bullet. It's okay."

Gu Ji had already gotten used to this kind of flesh injury during the level.

But looking at this girl's brows furrowed, she looked worried.

I still feel warm inside.

Return to the underground base entrance.

Nuclear radiation warning signs are posted on both sides of the tunnel. Several chemical defense soldiers are building a door dam with concrete. Cement bags and various disinfection equipment are piled next to it.

In order to prevent accidents from happening, block the hole as soon as possible to prevent and prevent pollution from leaking.

Somehow.

Seeing this scene, Gu Ji suddenly thought of foam grenades.

If this thing can block nuclear radiation and poisonous gas erosion, it will become a biological, chemical and nuclear weapon.

Secret research base central area.

The control here is the strictest, with almost one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps.

There were soldiers standing in the circular corridors on every floor, including the steel covered bridges.

Especially the area near the mysterious sphere has been blocked by a cordon.

Gong Qingyong and Kang Wenkun had already put on chemical defense suits and were discussing specific solutions with the commander of the Iraqi chemical defense force.

"Gu Ji, you are finally back. Nothing unexpected happened. I heard..."

"Hasha is dead."

As soon as Gu Ji said these words, Gao Bo and Wu Kang stared.

Then, he briefly recounted everything that happened after he left.

"I never expected that this guy turned out to be the mole. He almost killed us!"

A second squadron SWAT officer gritted his teeth and cursed.

"The most important thing is that he let go of those private armed mercenaries..."

Gao Bo made an analysis at this time, causing many people to lower their heads.

Only when they had a real head-on confrontation did they realize the terror of that group of mercenaries. Whether it was tactics, individual quality, or equipment, this group of people was extremely difficult to deal with.

"So Captain Lei is right. From now on, we must stay by Professor Kang's side every step of the way!"

Gong Qingyong made the final decision and decided on the next plan.

Soon, under the command of Kang Wenkun and the commander of the chemical defense force, 800 chemical defense soldiers were divided into 40 groups and officially started the transfer of the mysterious sphere.

It was also the first time that everyone saw the passage connecting the spheres being opened.

The site was cordoned off.

Gu Ji could only take a few furtive glances.

The internal space of the mysterious sphere is very huge, and there are a lot of scraps and scrapped instruments piled inside.

Seeing this scene, he finally understood why Zhuang Feng said that what was inside was not important.

Because the really valuable things have been moved away long ago, and the remaining things are basically useless.

Rather than risking the leakage of nuclear waste and transferring it, it would be safer to leave it here.

However, due to the discovery of the oil mine and the sudden attack by PM mercenaries and Shalam, it now has to be disposed of.

"Why did they withdraw and dig once?"

Gao Bo looked at the team of chemical defense soldiers who had just entered. They stayed for less than a minute and then hurried out with a lead box full of nuclear waste to be disinfected.

At the same time, the next group of 20 people took over.

"Because the amount of nuclear radiation inside the sphere is too strong, even wearing chemical protective clothing cannot withstand it for too long and is easily penetrated by rays, so their working hours can only be shortened to ensure personnel safety."

Gu Ji said while observing.

Zhou Yang on the side then asked: "Since this job is so dangerous, why not just send a robot in? Now we even have special equipment for EOD. Is it not difficult to build a machine that can shovel soil?"

"Of course it's not difficult, but the robot simply cannot work properly in this environment. High nuclear radiation will produce charged particles that will directly burn the robot's motherboard. Using artificial intelligence is no choice."

After listening to all Gu Ji's explanations, everyone suddenly understood.

Unexpectedly, Kang Wenkun, who was not far away, also heard the conversation of several people. He couldn't help but open his eyes and asked curiously.

"Officer Gu, you seem to know a lot about the handling of nuclear radiation."

Chen Zhiyu shrank his pupils when he heard this.

Regarding this issue, Zhuang Feng also mentioned it.

You know, the duty of the special police is to maintain stability in the city during emergencies, and they have no contact with biochemical incidents. So where did he learn this knowledge and experience?

Of course Gu Ji couldn't tell the truth.

So I made up a random reason: "I usually like to read about disaster management, so I have learned more about Chernobyl's accident management."

"I see……"

Kang Wenkun nodded thoughtfully.

at the same time.

A deserted cave 5 kilometers away from the oil mine project.

Cohen, wearing a black hood, led several heavily armed mercenaries, climbed out of the hole one by one, and headed straight for two off-road vehicles not far away.

This is the secret retreat route they have prepared long ago.

Even Yi Fang himself didn't know that there was a secret passage that had just been dug here.

"Damn it! If those stinky rats hadn't suddenly disrupted the attack rhythm, we would have captured those East Asian policemen long ago!"

"I don't know what's inside that sphere."

"I heard it has something to do with military nuclear devices!"

"Shh! Stop talking."

Several mercenaries were complaining about this operation, but in the middle of the conversation, Soap noticed that their boss Cohen's face was getting gloomier, so he hurriedly reminded them to shut up.

After all, given Cohen’s legendary experience.

It's so rare to be defeated in such an action!

"etc!"

When Cohen walked about 20 meters away from the vehicle, he suddenly stopped.

The few people behind him instantly entered a state of alert, all raising their guns and aiming at the off-road vehicle.

"Boss, is there an ambush?"

"rustle……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a thin figure slowly walking out from behind the off-road vehicle.

Cohen narrowed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, it was the young Japanese woman.

Mio Ito.

Seeing this, several mercenaries looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief, but they did not put down their guns.

At the end of the day, the relationship between the two parties is just a cooperative relationship.

When they retreated, they didn't care about these two East Asians. Who knows if this woman is here to raise an army and question the crime.

Under the mask, Cohen's lips moved.

"Are you the only one? Where's Shigemoto Abe?"

"He was caught by Xia Guo's special police."

Mio Ito said a few words coldly, but there was no joy or anger in her eyes.

Cohen noticed that the woman was walking with a limp.

Her forehead, abdomen, and shoulders were all stained with blood, proving that she had suffered serious injuries.

"You want us to help save people?"

"This incident is too big. The Iraqi troops have already surrounded the factory and underground bases layer by layer. There is no chance of rescue at all."

"Oh? Then why are you staying here..."

"Plop!"

Before Cohen could finish speaking, Mio Ito suddenly fell to the ground and seemed to faint suddenly.

"Fake! This bitch finally fell into my hands."

Soap grinned and spat.

He had not forgotten the scene in the villa when he was threatened with a knife by this little bitch. As he spoke, he grabbed his crotch and swaggered towards Mio Ito under the lewd smile of his companion.

"Today I will let you taste my power!"

"Uh-huh!"

Just when Soap stretched out his hand to grab Ito Mio's chest.

With just a flash, the unconscious Ito Mio suddenly opened her eyes wide, and at some point, a black Glock appeared in her right hand, pointing directly at the center of Soap's forehead!

"Ahem...don't move!"

"Hey! Woman! I advise you to put down the gun immediately!"

In an instant, all the mercenaries pointed their guns at Mio Ito's head.

The atmosphere immediately became tense.

After a moment of stalemate, Cohen suddenly raised his hand to signal his men to put down their guns, and looked at Mio Ito: "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"I need a place to tend to my wounds."

"no problem."

After receiving confirmation, Mio Ito put down the gun, blinked her eyelids a few times, and fell into a coma completely.

"Fake, you bitch..."

"Soap!"

Soap grabbed Mio Ito's neck, but was suddenly stopped by Cohen.

He turned his head angrily, his whole face flushed with anger.

"Boss, what do you mean? Do you really want to save this bitch?"

"This woman cannot move now."

Just when several other subordinates mistakenly thought that Cohen was attracted by this East Asian woman, he spoke again: "Look at the window, she should have taken away our spare satellite phone."

"Boss, you mean...she called for backup?"

Mercenary Crocodile raised his eyebrows and looked at Mio Ito suspiciously, "I remember, aren't these guys from a Japanese gang that was wiped out? There's no need to worry too much, right?"

"They were able to escape from the Japanese Metropolitan Police's nationwide wanted list and attack members of Unit 7472 in Romania. Do you think there is no intelligence support behind them?"

"Japanese Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office?"

The crocodile's eyelids twitched when he heard Cohen's explanation.

He is not afraid of killing a few gangsters.

But the Cabinet Investigation Office is the core of Japan's intelligence agency, and offending them will cause serious trouble.

Technical mercenary BZ walked to the off-road vehicle and saw that the glass behind it was smashed.

It seems that Cohen noticed this in advance and learned that there was an ambush nearby.

"Boss, the satellite phone has indeed been tampered with."

"Okay, take this woman to the car and let's go!"

"yes!"

…

"Damn it, it's been a few hours, haven't you finished sorting it out?"

"There are too many types of these scraps of paper, and many of the pages are not complete. It is impossible to put them together into a complete piece. Give me a little more time."

In the capital Tehran.

Barron and others had already returned and found a temporary hotel where Amin was tasked with sorting out the shredded papers.

"The whole city of Tehran is now under martial law. I guess there is too much noise about the underground base. I'm afraid if we continue to drag it out, we will be unable to do without Iran!"

Barron stood by the window, looking at the police patrol cars one after another on the street downstairs, frowning in anxiety.

Jiang Na stood up and patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry, if the airport is really under martial law by then, we can also ask the Herman family for help."

"Is he the wealthy businessman you met in Romania last time?"

Barron was also a participant in the International Anti-Terrorism Conference, so he naturally knew that Jiang Na and Wang Xueming were in big trouble in Romania, and were eventually rescued by an entrepreneur who had a connection with 7472.

"Yes, he is very powerful in Europe and the Middle East. It should not be a problem to help us leave Iran."

"I spelled out the first one!"

Just as Jiang Na was chatting with Barron, A Ming suddenly exclaimed, causing the three of them to rush around.

Wang Xueming was the most anxious one and threw himself directly on the table.

"Show me quickly..."

Underground secret research base.

The minute-level rotation frequency will naturally seriously affect the processing and transportation speed of the sphere.

A few hours later, less than half of the waste equipment in the sphere was processed, and the borax and liquid for disinfection still had to be collected.

During this period, Gu Ji had been following Kang Wenkun.

From time to time, he eavesdropped on his conversations with the commander of the chemical defense force, trying to learn more details about the mysterious sphere.

Unfortunately, the content of the exchange between the two was limited to the treatment of nuclear waste.

"What exactly is inside, and why is it just contaminated waste and the amount of radiation is so terrifying..."

"Buzz~"

While Gu Ji was deep in thought.

The ghost service suddenly sent a photo made of scraps of paper, with the following words:

The sixth ball!