Crisis Management Game

The advantage of drone bombs is that they are impossible to prevent.

But the disadvantage is that they cannot carry overly powerful explosives, so they mostly pursue precise strikes. This is also the reason why Carlos and the Demon Dog can survive.

"Damn it! Boss, what should we do now?"

"Leave here first and take care of this place!"

Gu Ji knew that Carlos already had an idea in mind, but because he wanted to continue acting, he found a reason to hand back the decision-making power.

He took Jillian and others out of the house.

"Will Riddle really be fooled by doing this?"

Return to the car.

Thanks to the anti-eavesdropping device, Jillian finally couldn't help it and began to ask questions.

Gu Ji glanced at the roof: "Don't worry, Riddle will definitely take the bait!"

It was actually like Operation Bangladesh.

Even though his reason warned him that his father's news might be a bait, he still had to take the risk to verify it himself.

Because as long as you are a normal human being, you will be affected by your emotions.

For Riddle, Cohen is the key to finding out the death of his parents, so he will never let go of any opportunity.

After a while.

Carlos collected all the belongings of the target O'Connor and brought them back.

Before he could say anything, an alarm bell sounded from the end of the road in the distance.

At least nearly twenty minutes had passed since they burst into the house and fired the first shot. It was normal for neighbors to call the police.

But the CIA didn't panic at all, they just looked back.

"Jillian, you know what to do, right?"

She seemed to have known that Carlos would arrange this.

He nodded silently, then took out his cell phone to contact his subordinates, probably preparing to assign the case to the FBI.

This way you can avoid a lot of trouble.

But these are not what Gu Ji should care about.

He transmitted the scene situation back to the CTOC command center through a dedicated mobile phone to let everyone know that it was safe.

After all, once the plan begins.

Gu Jiji must maintain the role of "Cohen" throughout the entire process until the end of the mission.

"Boss, the person who attacked O'Connor is gone."

"Um……"

"Did Cohen really get lured out?"

Washington, D.C., a detached house in the northern suburbs.

While listening to the analysis report of his men, Riddell repeatedly watched the video and audio data on the computer.

Especially the figure wearing a black mask that was photographed when the drone bomb finally rushed into the bedroom.

Comprehensive display of various information.

The person who attacked O'Connor seems to be Cohen!

But the mustachioed bodyguard guessed somewhat suspiciously:

"I think that only the CIA has the ability to find O'Connor's home so quickly; and it easily breached the house in less than two minutes. Could it be the work of US officials?"

"The voiceprint does match..."

Riddell looked at the software monitoring and comparison results and narrowed his eyes: "I don't care what method you use, but before the transaction, confirm the identity of Cohen for me!"

"I understand, boss, I will do it myself!"

…

On the way back to Washington, DC.

The CIA agents had been paying attention to the surrounding vehicles, but unfortunately they did not find any suspicious targets until they returned to the CIA safe house.

It was a bitter experience for the CIA intelligence force, who had been preparing for war, as well as Gao Bo and others.

"It's already this time and there's still no movement. Could it be that the plan has failed?"

Gao Bo and others were fully armed and sitting in the living room of Xia Guo's safe house.

Just waiting for Gu Ji's order, he immediately drove to the target point.

Pasili patted his shoulder and said coldly:

"It's just the beginning now. Even if Riddle really takes the bait, it will take a certain amount of time from locking Gu Ji's position to preparing manpower for the siege. Just wait..."

"Pasili is right. It's not certain when this guy will take action. He may even be under surveillance for ten days and a half."

Wu Kang also felt that this matter could not be rushed.

The night passed.

Gu Ji opened his eyes from the floor.

He thought everything was quiet last night, but he found that several intelligence agents from the CIA had already started working, and magic dogs and lynxes were sent out to look for clues.

"Are you awake? The good news is, Riddle took the bait."

Seeing him approaching, Carlos immediately turned the computer screen over while drinking coffee.

The above is a piece of breaking news:

The Ministry of National Defense may have suffered a terrorist attack, and vehicles near the building were blown up!

Gu Ji was a little surprised for a moment.

"Department of Defense, terrorist attack?"

"Yes, someone used a bomb to detonate a pickup truck at 4 o'clock in the morning on the street near the Ministry of National Defense. No trace of the suspect was seen at the scene."

"But at the same time, the Department of Defense and the FBI received the news."

As soon as Carlos finished speaking, Jillian picked up the topic.

Gu Ji frowned and asked tentatively: "Is it Cohen?"

Jillian nodded in affirmation.

"What the FBI received was evidence of the attack on O'Connor last night, but what the Department of Defense received was a threatening email, proving that the bombing attack in the early hours of this morning was also carried out by Cohen, with the purpose of getting the United States to withdraw from the deal."

"I see……"

Gu Ji murmured thoughtfully.

He thought that playing Cohen would make it easy for Riddle to take the bait.

But he didn't expect that this guy was far more cautious and cunning than he thought.

Riddle's purpose in doing this was to make the matter bigger, to bring down the US official, and to help him verify Cohen's authenticity;

If it is true or false, this incident can be used to attract the real Cohen to show up again.

"But the bad news is that since our operation is an unofficial secret execution, people have been sent from above to start an investigation. Although there is no need to worry for the time being, if Riddle continues to hide it, sooner or later the secret will be exposed."

Carlos's worries are actually justified.

After all, until the end of this scene, it’s impossible to have a real fight with the CIA, right?

"He won't hide forever."

Gu Ji shook his head slightly, "This morning's explosion is the best example. He did so many things just to verify Cohen's authenticity. As long as we continue to put out bait, we are not afraid that he will not take the bait!"

…

"Have you seen the emergency news this morning?"

"Just saw it."

Downtown Washington.

Adams was sitting leisurely in the car, eating a burger and answering the phone:

"It's really interesting. Why didn't I know that guy still had this kind of fun? He even threatened the U.S. Department of Defense. Is it because he felt too comfortable?"

"Be serious!"

A woman's angry scolding came from the receiver: "Someone is pretending to be Cohen and deliberately causing trouble, which may disrupt our plan! If it was Riddle who did it, I want you to get rid of him now!" "

"Riddle, I will naturally solve it, but I always feel a little weird about Cohen..."

"I don't need guessing, I just want results!"

"All right."

Adams' smile froze, and half of the burger in his hand was pinched out of shape.

But he finally agreed.

After hanging up the phone, the mercenary on the side couldn't help complaining on his behalf:

"Captain, are we really going to let this woman sit on top of us all the time?"

"Her previous level was higher than mine, but..."

A ruthless look flashed through Adams's eyes, "She failed seriously before. Maybe things will be different when this mission is over!"

The whole next day.

Washington, D.C. is buzzing again.

I don’t know who secretly equated the terrorist attack in front of the National Defense Department with PM mercenaries. Coupled with the criminal case in Los Angeles a few days ago, public opinion related to PM was suddenly pushed to the forefront.

Crowds of people who had previously demonstrated began to reappear on the streets.

Only this time, the slogan was changed from "boycott PM" to more serious words such as "clear" and "purge".

"Mr. Jiang, something has been discovered!"

In a white SUV not far from the demonstration.

The deputy pointed to a cafe across the street, where a figure wearing a gray peaked cap was sitting by the window, secretly observing the parade.

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"I've seen this facial feature in surveillance footage. I don't believe it's such a coincidence."

turn out to be.

After Jiang Wensheng brought the surveillance footage around the hotel back to the office, he called on his men to work non-stop, analyzing frame by frame the customers who were evacuated from the hotel at that time.

And found several suspicious targets, and kept looking for clues everywhere.

It turned out that the deputy actually encountered similar faces.

"Yes, it's this guy."

Jiang Wensheng took a picture of the target with his camera, compared it with the person in the video, and basically confirmed that the two were the same person, "Contact Sir Gu immediately!"

"Buzz~"

Inside the CIA safe house.

Gu Ji suddenly received a message on his mobile phone, and it seemed that he did not expect that Jiang Wensheng had been helping him in the past two days.

But now is not the time to talk about gratitude.

He shared the information.

When Carlos saw it, he immediately picked up his tactical vest and pistol and prepared to set off immediately.

Counting Gu Ji, Jillian, and Shanmao.

There were four people dispatched this time.

They drove to the exit of the coffee shop designated by Jiang Wensheng. As soon as he came out, they could directly track him and lock in Riddle's lair.

"There are too many people parading around, be careful and keep an eye on me!"

"Understood, sir."

Bobcat nodded and stared at the target in the cafe at the intersection through the passenger window.

But the next second.

His line of sight was blocked by a group of young people carrying protest banners.

When the crowd passed by, the peaked cap sitting in the corner suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

"Damn it! Sir, the target is missing!"

"What? Damn it! Find it for me right away!"

In desperation.

Carlos opened the door directly, got out of the car and chased after him.

"Have we been discovered?"

Jillian looked around and asked a question.

Gu Ji looked up at the sky and confirmed that there were no high-altitude surveillance equipment such as drones. "We have only been here for less than fifteen minutes. There are so many passers-by and vehicles coming and going around, so we should not be exposed so easily." right."

"Found it, the target is a white Toyota sedan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Carlos's voice came from the earphones.

Jillian immediately got out of the car and changed into the driver's seat, started the ignition to pick up the two of them, then turned and accelerated, catching up with the target car.

I followed him through more than a dozen intersections.

He didn't even need to click on the ORS satellite group to know that the target was going around in circles.

Theoretically, they should have changed people and cars to avoid being discovered.

But they didn't have that many helpers at the moment.

If Gao Bo and his men were involved, if Riddle's men saw the clues, all their efforts would be wasted.

So Gu Ji simply asked Gillian to follow the car closely.

Put pressure on the opponent directly.

At the same time, it was also giving the target a chance to ask for help, anyway, he was wearing a black hood.

If Riddle took the bait at this time and sent someone or came to rescue him personally, then it would undoubtedly be Gu Ji's trick.

"Watch out to the left front!"

Suddenly.

Just as Gillian drove to the entrance of an alley, Carlos, who was in the passenger seat, suddenly shouted.

A black SUV suddenly appeared on the left and crashed into them.

Critical moment.

Gillian turned the steering wheel sharply to try to avoid it, and the front of the car turned sharply to the right instantly.

Inertia and centrifugal force pressed Gu Ji firmly against the left door panel. Through the glass, he could clearly see an Indian driving a black SUV passing by him.

"Damn! Behind me!!"

"Bang!"

But in the next second.

At some point, another pickup truck appeared from the back and hit the rear of their car hard.

The huge impact force caused the car body, which was already in an emergency turn, to lose control immediately. The tires rubbed against the ground and produced billowing black smoke, making a sharp cry.

The rear of the car spun a full circle and finally hit the fire hydrant on the side of the road.

"We are surrounded!"

"Be careful!"

Gu Ji woke up from the shock, pulled out the Glock G17 like lightning, and fired wildly at the black SUV not far in front of him through the car glass, suppressing the firepower immediately.

Then he opened the car door and rolled to the side of the black SUV.

He blocked the blind spot of the A-pillar and the safety zone of the left front wheel hub, and pulled the trigger twice through the door panel of the cab.

At the same time.

Gillian and Carlos also reacted, and raised their guns to engage in a firefight with another pickup truck.

The black SUV braked to a stop in the middle of the alley.

Gu Ji's left hand had already taken out a new magazine without knowing when, and quickly pressed the latch. At the moment when his index thumb caught the old magazine, the ring finger pushed the new magazine in seconds, completing the tactical reload.

"Bang bang!"

Two more shots.

Gu Ji continued to squat and block the window view, and walked around to the driver's door panel.

He looked at the left rearview mirror with the corner of his eyes, paying attention to the back row, and at the same time stood up and pressed the gun towards the cockpit.

But he saw the target lying limply on the steering wheel, covered in blood, and had already died.

He turned the muzzle again.

The co-pilot, the left side of the back row, and the right side confirmed that there were no dangerous targets.

Then he turned his gun around and prepared to support Gillian and the others.

Just then, he saw the two of them firing several shots and chasing the pickup truck for several meters, but they escaped from the right intersection with a kick on the accelerator.

"Fuck!"

Carlos grabbed the pistol tightly and roared.

Gillian turned and ran towards the white car they had chased before, but she also disappeared.

"Boss, they ran away!"