Crisis Management Game

Los Angeles, Beverly Hills, USA.

A cold-faced white man with blond hair in a black suit hurried into the villa campus. He was the sales director of PM Military Company, Quili Guy.

"Boss, now the company's directors are all forcing us..."

"Shh!"

Before he could finish his words, PM CEO Henk, who was dressed in white, raised his hand to stop him.

Only then did Quili notice.

His boss was currently massaging the female companion lying on the beach chair.

Damn...

Kuili gritted his teeth and cursed secretly in his heart.

Ever since this woman moved into the villa, Henk seemed obsessed. He neither went to the company nor handled matters. Almost all decisions were left to the secretary of the board of directors and Cohen.

I really don't know what charm she has.

If this continues, PM Company will collapse sooner or later.

"Well..."

After a long silence, the female companion finally fell asleep.

As if taking care of a child, Henk helped her put a thin blanket on her with affectionate eyes, turned around, waved his hand, and took Quli aside:

"I said, don't bother me with board of directors matters, just leave it all to Liam!"

Kuili seemed to have guessed this outcome and could only nod his head and accept it.

However, he changed the subject:

"One more thing. Our people discovered information about 'Gu Jian'. This person was once the target of Volut's special attention!"

"Oh? Where?"

"Bengal."

Hearing this answer, Henk's eyes flickered and he said: "Notify Cohen of this matter and let him solve it. Anyway... he was originally sent by Volut!"

"Yes, boss!"

Kuili raised his eyebrows slightly, faintly hearing the underlying meaning.

After all, counting from beginning to end, this is already the fifth black-faced man sent by Volut.

During his last trip to South Korea, his mission was not very smooth.

This time it was considered as kicking the ball back to the opponent.

After saying this, Kuili turned around and left the courtyard.

And the moment he disappeared, the blonde who had been lying on the beach chair suddenly opened her eyes.

Paying attention to Henk out of the corner of his eye, he picked up his phone and sent a message.

"They may be suspicious, watch out for Kuili!"

London, UK.

A bald, middle-aged, hook-nosed man wearing a black woolen windbreaker was walking on the street.

Suddenly my phone vibrated, I opened it to take a look.

It was from the blonde.

And he is the person in charge of the Jingzhou Volut branch who escaped from the Xia Kingdom: David!

…

The next day.

Gu Ji hummed a tune and came to the bathroom carrying towels and toiletries.

Wu Kang was brushing his teeth. When he saw this scene, he spit out the mouthwash:

"Hey, the mood is so high, what good thing happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't carried out a mission with you for a long time!"

Gu Ji casually found an excuse to excuse himself.

The main reason for his good mood is that Cohen and PM Military Company were completely blacklisted by South Korean and American intelligence agencies this time.

Especially the United States.

As one of the countries with the most advanced intelligence operations in the world, as long as it targets it, it will never have a good life.

Several people had finished washing and had just arrived at the combat office to report.

Lei Wanshan informed me of a meeting at 10 o'clock.

The time is approaching.

Everyone came to the fifth floor one after another, handed in their mobile phones, and queued up to enter the CTOC Joint Secret Strategy Conference Room.

The room was dark.

It is surrounded by soft sound-insulating materials and has anti-eavesdropping function.

There is only a long white wooden oval table in the middle, with a projector directly in front of it.

Chen Zhiyu was preparing information with another comrade from the Intelligence Department. When he saw Gu Ji, the two briefly touched their eyes and said hello.

Soon after being seated.

Director Chen Ke from the Operations Center, Liao Yunqing from the Intelligence Department who had just been transferred, and Weng Lichuan from the Foreign Affairs Department, an old friend, walked in respectively, and the representative meeting was about to begin.

The host is still Zeng Dan.

After all, the battle has not yet started, but the intelligence comes first.

"Now please take a look at a set of photos..."

Zeng Dan got straight to the point as soon as he came up.

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Zhiyu started playing the slide show, and everyone's attention was attracted.

What was displayed on the curtain was exactly what Gu Ji saw yesterday.

This intelligence investigation operation naturally revolves around "Gu Jian" and "Tao Hu and Li Yan".

"According to our informant's investigations in Bangladesh in the past few days, there is indeed a Xia man who calls himself 'Zhao Yi'. He has appeared many times in the capital Dhaka. His facial features all match that of 'Gu Jian' , and has recently become very close to the Sacred Heart organization;

This is a local Bangladeshi extremist organization with an extremely large membership, with up to 5,000 key members and more than 100,000 ordinary members. In 2005 alone, it carried out 350 attacks across the country;

The driving force behind this Bangladesh rally that lasted for nearly a week was the Sacred Heart Society! "

After Gao Bo heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Gu Ji beside him.

Anyone who sees that his father may be related to extremist organizations will be angry.

Especially since Gu Jian has been missing for a long time.

Unexpectedly.

Gu Ji's expression remained calm, as if the person he just talked about had nothing to do with him.

"And these two people, Tao Hu and Li Yan, were both serving sentences in Datong Prison in Jingzhou. They had a good relationship in prison. After they were released from prison, they started working together for the intelligence dealer 'Mr. Jin';

Li Yan is good at coercion. He was once a provincial Sanda champion. He practiced black boxing in Southeast Asia and knew how to use a gun. It is suspected that he committed the unsolved 8.2 shooting case of Chen Zhou shortly after he was released from prison;

Tao Hu is good at tracking, intelligence investigation, and counter-reconnaissance. He has received espionage training. According to the analysis of Guo Ji, after the arrest by the National Security Bureau, he was rescued by a mysterious seller. This person may have many special means in his hands. He needs to Be extremely careful;

Here is our action plan this time..."

The words just fell.

The screen suddenly displayed a line of words: Operation Red Bee!

In nature, bees are considered very good "scouts". They have a super-sensitive sense of smell and were even used for airport security inspections. Once they lock on to a target, they will launch a swarm attack.

It just fits and summarizes the content of this operation.

The specific plan content was similar to what Gu Ji had drawn up last night.

Weng Lichuan from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has contacted the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Bangladesh in advance and decided to send three special police officers to establish a temporary "anti-terrorism and transnational crime team" with the other party's security forces.

These three people.

It was Gu Ji, Gao Bo and Wu Kang.

The purpose is to attract everyone's attention as much as possible and at the same time investigate the authenticity of "Gu Jian" information.

The remaining Paxili, Ye Xiaoshu, and Li Yanan entered Bangladesh with secret identities, secretly waiting for opportunities to arrest Tao Hu and Li Yan, and dig out the mysterious seller!

"The situation in Bangladesh is relatively turbulent and the operation is extremely dangerous. This is a secret mission. It is difficult for us to provide official support before the results are revealed. However, our intelligence office and logistics will provide support to everyone as much as possible. The Thunder Team..."

At the end, Zeng Dan glanced at Lei Wanshan and gave him the right to speak.

Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, Lei Wanshan only said: "I will personally be in charge of the joint operations command center 24 hours a day."

There is this saying.

That's enough.

At that moment, everyone couldn't help but feel full of confidence.

After all, this is Lei Wanshan, the pride of Wu Province's special police community.

The Mexican operation relied on his command to bring things back without any heavy casualties.

"Okay, do you have any questions? If not, this meeting ends here..."

"Wait a moment!"

Just when Liao Yunqing was about to make a summary of his statement.

Never expected it.

Suddenly someone shouted.

Everyone looked up and saw that it was Gu Ji.

"Gu Ji? Do you have anything to add?"

Liao Yunqing's tone was a little surprised.

Even Zeng Dan and Chen Zhiyu were like this, fearing that something would happen to Gu Ji along the way.

In the end, Gu Ji just said:

"I want to put the sting on."

"That's a good idea! The last time Iran acted, if the stinger hadn't been there, we would have been killed so many times!"

Gao Bo is worthy of being a brother.

As soon as Gu Ji made the suggestion, he immediately gave an example.

Wu Kang, Ye Xiaoshu and others also nodded, saying that with the stinger, the mission would go more smoothly.

After all, terrorism is prevalent in Bangladesh. Bringing a police dog can at least avoid some dangerous objects such as homemade bombs and landmine traps in advance.

"Of course no problem."

Chen Ke was the first to speak up.

Liao Yunqing and Weng Lichuan looked at each other and could only agree.

Leave the war conference room.

Gu Ji went straight to the kennel and released the stinger.

Since he went to Lanjian and hadn't seen each other for more than a month, this little guy smelled his scent again and recognized it immediately. He grinned and rushed straight to him.

"Gu Ji, are you sure there won't be any problems if you use yourself as bait? There are too many people from extremist organizations who want to attack you..."

Although the plan has been set, Li Yanan is still a little worried.

Gu Ji smiled and touched the stinging dog's head, letting it lick his face:

"The soldiers will block it, the water will cover it, and the poisonous sting will basically eliminate the possibility of explosive attacks. The biggest threat to me now is sniper assassination!"

"Don't worry, leave this to me!"

Li Yanan patted her huge breasts confidently.

One hour later.

The action officially begins.

The base began to arrange vehicles to transport Gu Ji and the others to the airport in batches, and at the same time checked in pets for Stinger.

"This is Li Ming. He once worked in the Xia Kingdom's Embassy in Bangladesh for three years. He is proficient in Bengali and is responsible for all translation work for your operation!"

"Following us will probably lead to trouble and hardship."

"You're welcome, Captain Gu!"

Listening to Chen Zhiyu's introduction in the car, Gu Ji quickly reached out his hand and looked at the young man with his slicked back hair in front of him.

He really wasn't being polite.

As bait, Gu Ji and the others would definitely attract enough firepower, and Li Ming, as a portable translator, would definitely be affected as well.

The plane took off from Jingzhou at around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Because it was a direct flight, it took just over five hours to land at Dhaka International Airport in Bangladesh at 8pm local time.

Once out of the hatch.

The heat wave that hit our faces made Gu Ji and the other two people who were used to being cold in Jingzhou really uncomfortable.

"This is the representative sent by the Bangladesh Ministry of Home Affairs to cooperate with me, Police Officer Kadir, who serves as the leader of the operations planning team in the security forces."

Li Ming got off the plane.

First, he chatted with the black-faced police officers standing in front of the police car for a few words, and then began to introduce each other to each other.

In fact, Gu Ji could completely understand what these Bengalis were saying.

On the one hand, Bengali is a type of Hindi language, and the language skills he had previously extracted from Vidi were just enough to understand him;

On the other hand, in Bangladesh, like India, English is the second most popular language.

"Security forces..."

Gao Bo groaned, shaking hands and muttering in his mouth:

"With them here, those extremists should not dare to touch us again!"

Before coming, the Intelligence Department had already sent them information.

The security force is affiliated to the Ministry of Interior of Bangladesh and is positioned as a paramilitary force, equivalent to the domestic armed police. It is mainly responsible for border and coastal defense and domestic security. Its combat effectiveness is much higher than that of the police. It is also the main means of the Bangladesh government to suppress extremists.

"It's hard to say. I heard that corruption is extremely serious in Bangladesh. Maybe someone has already sold the news about our landing from the moment we got off the plane..."

Wu Kangpi muttered with a smile.

His eyes kept looking around.

A few of the "tourists" looked sneaky, peeking at the three of them from time to time, and holding phones in their hands, making it unclear whether they were tipping off someone or holding a remote-controlled fried egg.

"Three distinguished guests from afar, welcome to Bangladesh!"

Kadir is a Bangladeshi man in his thirties, with dark skin, a chicken coop on his head, and a dark green training uniform.

"Thanks."

Gu said a few words in English.

The two shook hands, and he could clearly feel the rough calluses in the other's hand.

And Kadir seemed to be surprised by the strength of his hand.

But these are only for a moment.

Later, under his arrangement.

Gu Ji and the other two walked through the special passage of the airport, and after receiving Stinger, they directly took the police car of the security forces and headed towards Dhaka city.

On the way from the airport to the city center.

What you can see the most are countless white mosques, buses with a sense of age on the streets, rickshaws all over the streets and alleys, and low and dilapidated buildings, which seem to give people the feeling of traveling back in time and going back to the past.

It is very similar to Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal.

Less than an hour.

The police car stopped at the entrance of a hotel painted red and resembling an ancient Indian palace.

As soon as Gao Bo got out of the car, he noticed the alley not far opposite.

On both sides are simple houses made of old iron sheets and wooden boards. Children wearing dirty clothes and bare feet are playing in the mud.

After seeing Gao Bo, he stopped immediately.

His eyes sparkled with curiosity and desire for foreigners and the unknown world.

But the next second, she was dragged away by the adults.

Wu Kang frowned slightly: "Gu Ji, I always feel that something is not right around here..."

Asking for a monthly ticket!