Crisis Management Game

"Uh-huh..."

In the charred wood forest burning with flames, a hand covered in blood pressed against the scorched earth and slowly got up from the ground. Most of the dreadlocks were burned by the high temperature, and even half of his scalp and the left side of his face were completely burned. Roasted until bloody.

He was none other than Franco, who was lucky enough to survive the fire from the heavy attack aircraft just now.

He grabbed the AUG that was burning on the ground, pulled the gun bolt hard, leaned against the scorched wood and shouted through gritted teeth: "Damn it, is there anyone alive?"

"rustle……"

Hearing some movement behind him, Franco quickly took aim with his gun.

As a result, he saw a scene that shocked him.

The corpses of his men that had been shattered by machine guns suddenly started to move, and then two figures emerged from below with difficulty.

He took a closer look.

It turned out to be the two PM mercenaries: Cohen and Soap!

"Farke! Farke!!"

As soon as Soap emerged from under the corpse, he immediately knelt on the ground in pain, only to see that his left wrist was broken and torn, leaving only a little bit of skin and flesh connected, and he could even clearly see the white bones in the middle, "I didn't expect this gunship. The fire control can actually see through our optical camouflage!”

Although Cohen provided Los Zetas with man-portable missiles.

But for safety reasons, the two of them put on optical camouflage cloaks the moment U.S. air support appeared.

He knew very well that these air force fire shooters relied on IR invisible lasers and colored smoke grenades to identify friendly forces. As long as they could disappear from the opponent's range of fire, they could easily avoid fire attacks.

Unexpectedly, we saw Los Zetas and U.S. military air support bombarding us before we could even see them.

A mysterious gunship suddenly arrived, catching everyone off guard.

"Its attack identification system should have infrared heat, please bear with it..."

Cohen's entire calf was burned to pieces by the high-temperature shock wave of the howitzer, but at least his body was still intact. He hurriedly took the first aid kit from his waist and used soap to stop the bleeding.

But as soon as he put on the rotating tourniquet, Soap noticed Franco approaching with a gun.

So he hurriedly raised the rifle with his remaining right hand and said with alert eyes:

"Francis? What are you doing!"

"Damn! It turns out you two were prepared!"

Franco held a gun in both hands, pointing the black muzzle directly at Cohen's head. Under the burnt corners of his eyes, he looked fiercely, "Let my men die. Saido is right. I shouldn't trust you Americans at all." guy!"

"You must be mentally ill. If we had deliberately carried out this attack, I would have lost my hand!!"

Soap had already disliked the people of Los Zetas.

"That's enough, Soap, stop talking...get down now!"

Cohen stretched out his hand, trying to calm the tension between the two parties, when he saw a figure shaking in front of him, and he hurriedly pulled Soap and rushed to the side.

"chug!"

The next second, two bullets grazed his position and hit the charred wood behind him.

"Damn it! It's those monkeys from Xia Kingdom! Why are they okay? Did they call the gunship?" Soap fell to the ground, and the stinging pain from his broken left arm made him grit his teeth.

Cohen picked up the telescope and took a quick look around. "No, the Guatemalan special forces are fine. I suspect..."

"Is that that person?"

Looking into each other's eyes, Soap immediately recalled the silent helicopter attack he encountered last time at the Iranian factory.

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Franco lay down behind the bodies of his men, fired back, and turned around to ask questions.

"Francis, all you need to know now is that we have been targeted by the Xia Kingdom's armed squad. If you don't want to die, then follow us! Go on!"

After finishing speaking, Cohen threw something like an insulin injection pen.

Before Franco could see what it was, he saw the two of them opening the cap of the pen, pricking it on the skin of their neck or arm, and pressing the tail button to inject.

Then, Cohen took out a black football-shaped weapon from his tactical backpack.

"This is a type III projectile poison gas projectile. With it, these Xia people will never be able to catch up!"

After saying that, he pressed the switch and threw it out with force.

With just a flicker, a large amount of gray poisonous gas was ejected from both ends of the sphere.

Only then did Franco react and hurriedly stuck the antidote needle on his thigh, then got up and followed the two of them to evacuate north.

It’s not that Cohen is “kind-hearted” and wants to win over as a partner.

But in Mexico, Los Zetas has absolute strength.

Now that air support from various countries has appeared, a large number of quick reaction troops must have been assembled on the Mexican-Chinese border.

If you want to evacuate safely, you can only rely on Franco's connections.

More importantly, the current operation to seize the mysterious sonic weapon has failed. If you want to save it, you have to borrow the power of Los Zetas.

Therefore, he must rescue Franco back to Mexico.

"Be careful, it's a gas bomb again! These PM mercenaries want to trap us here alive!"

Gao Bo was seriously injured, and Passili took over the leading position of course.

But this time, they were already prepared.

“Everyone wear a mask!”

Lei Wanshan calmly took off the mask from the side pocket of his tactical backpack and replaced it with an anti-virus filter element.

That's right.

This is the closed respirator they use for skydiving.

Ever since the battle on the outskirts of the Mexico City Airport, when he saw poison gas bombs, Lei Wanshan had always been on guard against this attack, so he specially added a gas mask filter element during this operation, which was enough to deal with the ethyl poisonous mist in front of him.

"Check the night vision system, keep it on!"

Lei Wanshan put on the closed gas mask and goggles, and buckled off the four-eye night vision goggles. "Listen, there are no rules of engagement for mercenaries, just open fire as much as you like!"

Say the last sentence, and then rush into the poisonous fog with a gun.

This is the first time that everyone has seen Captain Lei take such initiative.

Only Gu Ji knew.

Because of the classic level, when he possessed Lei Wanshan, although he had tried his best to restrain his thoughts, his obsession with Cohen still remained in the depths of his mind.

But this is actually normal.

Anyone who sees the criminal who was killed by himself five years ago resurrected and appears in front of his eyes will not be able to help but chase him to find out the truth.

"Gu Ji, you lead one group on the left, and I'll lead three groups on the right!"

"receive!"

"implement!"

The moment they entered the poisonous fog, Lei Wanshan quickly directed the third group to separate from Gu Ji, preparing to double-team from both sides and pursue the three Cohens.

at the same time.

The two Yasens, who had just left the battlefield, hurriedly returned after the gunship bombing was completed. The reason why they took such a risk was naturally for "Kenny".

"Is he dead?"

"He's still breathing, but his leg is broken. Such an important clue can't end here. I'll help him deal with it, and you'll be on guard!"

With that said, Yassen took off the first aid kit and began to treat the injuries of Kenny, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

But before he could wrap up the gauze, Jin Zhijiu noticed that something was not right about the situation around him, "Ya, Yasen, it's terrible! So many people suddenly appeared in the jungle again!"

"Damn it! It's Guatemala's rapid reaction force! Let's go!"

At this point, Yassen didn't care about the finishing work. He picked Kenny up roughly and turned around and ran towards the Mexican border.

"There are still people alive!"

"Quick! Don't let them escape!"

"Da da da……"

After discovering the two men, the Kabilis troops quickly ordered quick reaction soldiers to surround them.

Jin Zhijiu kept running and crawling, and his speed became slower and slower.

He had been in a high position for a long time, but most of his body was taken away by lewd dogs and horses. In addition, the plane made an emergency landing tonight and was slightly injured. "I can't survive, Yassen. I can't run anymore. They are chasing too closely." Come on, think of a solution!"

Yassen stopped and looked back at the Guatemalan soldiers in all directions.

With such a serious conflict happening tonight, this group of people must arrest a few of the gangsters, otherwise they will be the ones to take the blame.

Although he dislikes Jin Zhijiu very much, as a member of Unit 7472, if he is really captured by the people of Guatemala, he may leak the organization's confidential information.

So, he threw Kenny to the opponent, took out a short-barreled gun similar to a grenade launcher from his backpack, turned the muzzle, and aimed a shot at the pursuers behind him.

Black projectiles fell into the jungle instantly.

I saw a flash of white light, and a dazzling flame instantly exploded in the forest. It surged up and swallowed up all the surrounding tree trunks and bushes. Several Guatemalan soldiers were unable to dodge and were stuck by the flames. They died almost in the blink of an eye. His skin and flesh were burned, and he let out a shrill and painful cry.

Jin Zhijiu was completely stunned when he saw the sea of ​​​​fire that turned into a huge sea of ​​fire in just a few seconds.

…

"Huhe, what kind of weapon is this, so powerful?"

After running for five minutes at a stretch, Franco stopped and looked back at the poisonous fog that had swallowed up the rainforest behind him, his eyes extremely greedy.

If he can get this thing, let alone the Sinaloa Group.

He doesn't even look down on the Mexican government.

"What, are you interested? Then we can have pen sex..."

"sudden--!"

"Pfft!"

Cohen had planned to use the gas bombs to negotiate.

But just in the middle of speaking, a gunshot was heard, and the bullet instantly hit Franco's back of the head. The blood mixed with the brains splashed on his face, and even the air was mixed with a fishy smell. !

The next second.

Then, out of the gray poisonous fog, several heavily armed figures in black and gray camouflage gradually emerged, including the iconic four-eye night vision goggles, black fully enclosed gas respirators, and M4 assault rifles.

It's Task Force 341!

"How can this be!"

"They have gas masks! Go!"

Cohen grabbed Soap's shoulders and pulled him behind the tree, but he was still a step too slow.

Paxi Li and Gu Ji moved quickly and shot high-risk shots.

The bullets came crackling and made four or five bloody holes in the left half of the soap.

When he hid behind a tree, Cohen noticed that he had been shot in the chest and lungs. He was coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't even say a word before he completely died.

"Kill on the right side!"

"Advance! Quick! Suppress! Suppress! Suppress!"

"Watch the shooting boundary!"

Gu Ji killed Soap with his front foot, and the three groups of players followed Lei Wanshan with his back foot.

The huge disparity in numbers and firepower made Cohen dare not have any intention of resisting. As long as he dared to peek out from behind the tree trunk, he would be killed instantly!

"Fake!!"

Cohen hid behind a tree, looked at the killed Soap, and cursed. His optical camouflage cloak was burned in the previous artillery attack, and all kinds of technological equipment were also used up in several battles.

In other words, he no longer has any trump cards in his hand.

But even so, Cohen did not want to give up hope of survival. He took off a grenade from his chest and was about to pull the safety catch when he heard a sudden movement from the side.

Cohen quickly turned his gun.

But the black shadow had already rushed in front of him and bit his wrist!

It's not human!

"Uh--! Damn it..."

"chug!"

Cohen groaned in pain, and just as he was about to pull out his pistol, the muzzle of a gun suddenly pointed at his head, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The bullet entered his head and blood sprayed.

It’s Lei Wanshan.

"Phew, I finally got rid of this guy..."

Wu Kang looked down at Cohen lying on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the PM mercenaries caused a lot of trouble for them during the last mission in Iran.

Gu Ji came up and wanted to take off Cohen's hood like last time.

Unexpectedly, Lei Wanshan was one step faster than him.

Take off the hood.

"hiss……"

Almost everyone present took a breath.

If Gao Bo was still awake now, he would definitely be surprised.

Because the face of "Cohen" in front of him was extremely similar to the man encountered during the operation in Brazil: the entire face was completely burned and looked like a fried tiger egg.

Because Gu Ji had just experienced the level of the Seventy-Nine Major Cases, the appearance of Cohen's body at that time was still firmly imprinted in his mind.

The color of the pupils and the features of several scars all match.

But he really didn't understand.

According to the laws of natural biology, not to mention twins, even clones will have individual differences due to differences in time, environment, personality and habits.

But why do these three Cohens look so similar!

It's completely like it was carved out of a set of molds.

How did PM Company do it?

"Boom buzz——!"

"It's the sound of fighter planes! Is the United States sending air support again?"

While Gu Ji was deep in thought, a member of Team 3 suddenly noticed the roar of fighter jets from the northwest, getting closer and closer.

"With the presence of unidentified aircraft in North American airspace, of course the United States cannot sit still!"

The captain of the third group explained.

But Lei Wanshan didn't seem to care at all. He had been studying Cohen's body. After taking photos with his mobile phone, he called Ye Xiaoshu: "Get the collection pen!"

"yes!"

Ye Xiaoshu hurriedly took out the collection pen from his backpack.

This is a medical device that can take biological blood samples. The special forces carry it for only one purpose: to do DNA biometric identification!

Due to the advanced technology of modern plastic surgery, many important targets have been absconding for many years and often look very different from the photos in the information.

In order not to miss the target.

Some special forces collect target biological information when performing missions to ensure 100% identity.

only.

Why did Lei Wanshan use biological collection on Cohen?

I went to bed at three o'clock last night and woke up at ten o'clock in the morning. My head is still groggy. I will update it steadily every day!