Crisis Management Game

[The ultimate goal: capture Odi Ravi alive, obtain the mysterious sonic weapon and the clues behind it, and in this operation, limit our casualties to less than 2 people! 】(Extremely difficult!)

The moment Gu Ji heard these words, the last mission requirement of the Glory Level suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Team Thunder!"

Others turned their heads in the direction of the sound and saw Lei Wanshan coming down the stairs.

Lei Wanshan nodded, and then continued: "Weng Chu will find a way to solve the diplomatic problems, and the weapons and equipment will also be replenished. We only need to be responsible for capturing Odilawi alive, finding his sonic weapons, and bringing them back. domestic."

"That's great!"

Gao Bo and Wu Kang looked at each other.

This is a reflection of abundant logistical support. There are dedicated people responsible for solving all troubles. They only need to concentrate on completing the "battle".

"but……"

Just when everyone was about to grin.

Lei Wanshan suddenly changed the subject.

"The intelligence research team of the Joint Operations Command Center has repeatedly studied that no matter how cautious we are, as soon as the operation starts, the intelligence will be leaked about 15 minutes later. In other words, we are likely to face conflicts with Delta, Los Zetas drug cartels, and competition among local Guatemalan gangsters.”

"In other words, we only have a 15-minute advantage."

Gu Ji squinted his eyes and began to make secret calculations in his mind.

"What's the point? Delta is not a god, why should we..."

After the confrontation on the hillside in the morning, Gao Bo no longer took the delta seriously.

The air support firepower is the same, the personnel and equipment of both sides are similar, and no one has one more head than the other. At most, there is no loss if one is exchanged for one!

Ye Xiaoshu added at this time: "Guatemala has a better relationship with the United States. If it enters Guatemala to fight, Delta's air support will probably be faster than us!"

As soon as these words came out, Gao Bo suddenly fell into silence.

That's right.

Compared with combatants like them, heavy firepower military equipment such as armed helicopters are difficult to cross the border easily and are extremely complicated to handle.

"So, this is a very difficult battle. We only have a 15-minute first-mover advantage. At present, we don't know whether Odi Ravi has left the secret base. The intelligence is not clear. Everything needs to be carried out after we arrive at the scene. decision."

Lei Wanshan glanced at everyone one by one, and his tone gradually became heavier:

"However, everyone present is an elite in the national public security system, and has experienced many baptisms of gunfire and blood. We have come to the present during Operation Snake. At this last moment, we must not let go of the chain and jointly command the operation. The center has made it clear that it will give us its utmost support. I only have one request: complete the task and go home safely, can you do it? ”

"able!!"

Everyone straightened their backs instantly and shouted in unison.

"Chen Zhiyu, please continue talking!"

"Yes, Team Thunder."

Chen Zhiyu nodded, attached the map to the whiteboard with a magnet, and marked it with a marker: "Our target point this time is the tropical rainforest on the border between Mexico and Guatemala, which is a virgin forest with dense vegetation, complex environment, and no roads. The environment is very difficult.”

"Fortunately, in CTOC, Lao Xiao taught us how to fight in the rainforest, otherwise it would have been really difficult..."

Wu Kang listened to the message and whispered in Gu Ji and Gao Bo's ears.

Because as special police officers, they are only good at urban combat. They only learned mountain combat after undergoing Jinbang training. This is enough for areas like Ningzhou with high geographical dimensions and no rainforest environment. .

But Gu Ji was different.

Not to mention that he had already experienced actual combat in the complex rainforest during the Mexican air barrier. The tactical knowledge system of the Blade Anti-Terrorist Special Warfare Group was enough for him to use flexibly.

"Due to the ease of travel in the border area, a large number of drug dealers and gangs have gathered here. The Mexican government has sent heavy troops to guard it many times, but unfortunately it still has no effect. Bribery and assassination are commonplace here, and it is a serious high-risk area."

As he spoke, Chen Zhiyu took out three documents and pasted them on them, "So, in addition to being careful about the Delta and Los Zetas killers this time, the focus is on the MS gang. Guatemala is the country with the fifth highest murder rate in the world. , gangs are extremely rampant, almost everyone has an AK, and their fighting ability is no less than that of drug dealers!

In addition, there is another point that needs to be noted. Although we can enter the dangerous country for operations, it does not mean that the dangerous country government will definitely be on our side. Since we and the CIA are competing for Odilawi, there is no guarantee that the dangerous country government will not If they are tempted, they will probably send special forces to participate! "

"Good guy, there is one more of the five forces than playing mahjong. How about a big fight?"

Gao Bo couldn't help but joke.

"Okay, no matter what, my primary tactical purpose is very simple, that is, I must take advantage of the 15-minute advance advantage and catch Odi Ravi in ​​advance!"

When Lei Wanshan said this, he first looked at Gu Ji.

But Gu Ji turned to look at Stinger, who was sitting next to him, looking like he was listening to the lecture attentively, "Then, the key to the success of this operation lies in it..."

The combat meeting is over.

Gu Ji and others began to sort out the basic equipment.

Considering that the jungle environment is complex and requires long distances to search, and the special skills consume a lot of physical energy, he specially carried a lot of energy bars this time.

Time flies by.

After Lei Wanshan received the news that he could set off, he immediately called all the people and prepared to take the assault vehicle to the nearest military airport.

Before leaving.

Chen Zhiyu suddenly caught up and grabbed Gu Ji's arm.

Seeing this, Gao Bo and Li Yanan stopped one after another.

"You guys go up and wait for me."

Gu Ji let the others go first, then turned around and looked at the girl, "Why, is there anything else?"

"Gu Ji, you..."

Chen Zhiyu stretched out his hand and pointed.

She really didn't know if this guy was born with a problem with her. The first sentence he said made her so angry that she almost exploded. But when she thought about the reason why she came to him, she suppressed it and said, "Be safe!"

"That's it, I understand!"

Gu Ji waved his hand, turned and left.

Chen Zhiyu was left standing there alone, his face as suffocated as a tomato.

But what she didn't know was.

The second Gu Ji turned around, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

After he got in the car and closed the door, the armed police stepped on the accelerator, and a small convoy of assault vehicles and off-road vehicles left the safe house and drove towards the Michoacán Military Airport.

A young Mexican kid in simple clothes watched the vehicle turn around and disappear at the intersection. He immediately picked up the phone and said, "Tell sir, they are leaving. The license plate number is..."

"knew."

Mexico City, inside an office building.

A dressed white-collar worker took off his headphones and hurriedly ran to the general manager's office with a handwritten note.

There are also a large number of staff wearing earphones who monitor and control intelligence throughout Mexico through phone calls throughout the office area on the entire floor.

That's right.

This is the disguised and transformed intelligence center of Los Zetas.

The white-collar worker pushed open the door.

There were three people sitting inside. One of them was fat and the other was strong. It was Escamia and his brother Franco. And behind the desk directly in front of them, there was a middle-aged man in a dark blue suit who looked like a lawyer. The gray-haired man is the king of Mexico’s underground intelligence: Saido!

"Mr. Saido, our people have seen that Xia Guo has started to take action. This is their license plate number, and they are currently under our surveillance!"

"It seems that they have pried open Guajardo's mouth..."

"Zizi... 0384 tower, aircraft Callsign, departure guide is ready, turn left after takeoff, maintain runway heading, climb to 500fit feet..."

A villa in a suburb north of Mexico City.

An American wearing black-rimmed glasses listened to a conversation at the airport. His pupils shrank, and he hurriedly took off the monitoring headset and grabbed the notebook next to him. The flight at that time was not found in the planned departure list above.

So he quickly turned around and shouted: "Team leader, I monitored the Michoacán military airport and a military transport plane took off temporarily!"

"Let me see!"

A middle-aged team leader with a big belly hurried over, grabbed the monitoring headphones on the table and put them to his ears.

Yes, they are the intelligence outposts set up by the CIA in Mexico.

After confirming the authenticity of the information, the middle-aged team leader seemed to be keenly aware of something, "It seems that Xia Fang has already taken action. Hurry, report this information to the Intelligence Department immediately..."

"Tap tap tap..."

Guatemala capital, Ministry of Defense building.

In the corridor, a thin middle-aged official, holding a document, was walking quickly towards the innermost office. The nameplate on the door clearly read: Office of the Minister of Defense.

"Mr. Minister, the latest news is that China and the United States have successively applied to enter our territory to carry out arrest operations, and the target is the same person, the Mexican drug lord: Odilawi!"

The subordinates pushed open the door and entered, without even having time to say their opening remarks, they hurriedly placed the documents in front of them.

The Minister of Defense is a gray-haired middle-aged man named Toso.

He picked up his glasses from the side and put them on, and looked at the document carefully.

"It is suspected of being a major drug trade clue. Haha, are you fooling people with this reason? Only children will believe it, right?"

"Minister, yes, according to our intelligence department's investigation, this Odilawi is the core figure of the Mexican drug war. He escaped from prison 5 days ago. He is suspected of having a high-tech device in his hand that can use sound waves to make people who hear... Lost the ability to fight!"

The subordinates nodded in cooperation and immediately told all the information they knew truthfully.

Toso closed the document, took off his glasses, and threw them aside. "Since the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has agreed to their entry and arrest, we can't stop them. However, this high-tech weapon does not necessarily have to fall into the hands of both of them. Even if we can’t stay here in the end, we can still get more resources from the two countries.”

At this point, he picked up the phone next to the table.

"Help me pick up the Special Operations Department, Ahmed, and put Kabilis on standby to prepare for special missions..."

"Mr. Yassen, I just received news that the United States seems to be investigating Guatemalan gang information!"

Inside an armed pickup truck driving on the road south of Mexico City.

Jin Zhijiu put down his cell phone and immediately reported to Yasen who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Yasen frowned slightly:

"Is the news accurate?"

"Accurate, this is what my colleague in the Korean Intelligence Agency told me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yasen felt a vibration on his phone.

The next second, he saw a blue globe appear on the screen.

"Old Jock, you said you can get a plane in Mexico, right?"

"Yasen, what are you going to do?"

When the driver Jock heard this, he looked at his old friend beside him with vigilance.

You know.

In the past few days, Yasen led them to do things, none of which was not dangerous, so that when he heard the name "plane", he subconsciously thought of whether he was going to tie explosives and bomb some drug trafficking organization?

"I'm going to Chiapas, now!"

"Chiapas? Isn't that the southern border of Mexico..."

After retiring, Jock lived in Mexico for twelve years, so he naturally knew what it was like. "Yasen, listen to my advice. There are many drug dealers and gangs there, and even the border police and the army are in cahoots with them. It's very dangerous!"

"I know, so I won't ask you to go with me this time. Just give me a plane!"

Faced with Yasen's repeated insistence.

Jock had to compromise and agree, "Okay, my wife's brother is a very wealthy businessman. After the drug war incident, he took his family to the United States. I know there is a fixed-wing aircraft on his farm. However, let's not talk about whether its fuel is enough to support you to fly to Chiapas. We don't have a pilot, and even starting it is a problem!"

"Don't worry, as long as you can find a plane for me, I will find a way to make it fly!"

Yasen squinted and said seriously.

When Jock heard this, his eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Don't joke, Yasen, you are a jungle expeditionary force, not an air force, how can you fly a plane!"

"I learned it later, isn't it okay?"

Yasen refuted him casually.

After experiencing the Mexican air crash, he kept the civil airliner driving skills in his mind. At that time, he was also very curious about why he suddenly mastered the skills that he didn't understand before.

It was not until he came into contact with the 7472 unit that he suddenly realized it.

So, during that time, he also found an aviation flight base and systematically learned this knowledge.

Although he couldn't fully fly a civil airliner, aircraft like small fixed-wing aircraft were enough to deal with it!

"Boom..."

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Southern Mexico, 8,500 meters high.

A military gray Spanish C-295M tactical transport aircraft was flying over Chiapas.

The rear cabin.

A special operations officer wearing a black-gray camouflage combat uniform, a hawk tactical mask, and holding a fully equipped M4 assault rifle, was standing at the tail of the plane, watching the door in front of him slowly open, letting a ray of orange sunset shine on his face.

Exactly, Gu Ji!!

"Altitude 80, wind direction 330, wind speed 10, 30 seconds to prepare!"