Crisis Management Game

"Forget it, get out of here first!"

Gu Ji glanced around at the passers-by who were escaping hastily near the alley entrance, then turned and returned to the car.

Jillian also understood what he meant.

After all, they are now playing the role of PM mercenaries. If there is a firefight in the Washington neighborhood of the capital, they will inevitably face the problem of being wanted by the police, so they naturally have to run away as soon as possible.

But before leaving, she still took the mobile phone from the Indian's body.

"Fake! If there weren't too few people this time, they would not be able to escape!"

On the way back, Carlos was still a little unwilling.

If he could capture one of his subordinates alive, he might be able to get a lot of important information about Riddle.

"Don't worry, if we suddenly kill one of his men this time, it will definitely mess up Riddle's mentality."

Gu Ji squinted his eyes and rearranged the pistol magazine.

In fact, he is already very satisfied with the current results.

Because from the beginning, they were putting pressure on the target to induce the other party to send reinforcements.

It ended just as he wanted.

Judging from the fact that the other party was so eager to evacuate the scene, it proved that these people had no intention of confronting them from the beginning. They double-teamed the car on the left rear and crashed the car just to allow their companion's white car to escape pursuit.

But what I didn't expect was.

Gu Ji reacted too quickly and solved one of them immediately.

This forced the other party to flee quickly.

Now, the sudden death of one of his subordinates is enough to temporarily throw them into chaos.

"Damn, what did you say?"

"Boss, it's my fault for not doing my job well. I didn't expect them to come to the door so quickly."

Inside a single-family house in the northern suburbs of Washington, DC.

When Riddle heard the report from his mustached subordinate, his expression changed completely:

"Tell the people below to prepare and advance the transaction to noon tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow? But boss, we haven't found a new middleman yet, and the identity of Cohen is still unknown, right..."

"Do as I say!"

"yes!"

…

"Transaction ahead of schedule?"

As soon as Gu Ji and others returned to the safe house, they received the latest information.

Riddle changed the transaction information on the dark web half an hour ago, confirming that the time will be changed to 12 noon tomorrow, and the location will be Rock Creek Park on the northwest outskirts of the city.

The U.S. Department of Defense will purchase from him the Rx-7, which can hack into military weapons control systems, for $280 million.

This proved that Riddle was indeed panicked.

Because O'Connor just died last night, it would be difficult for him to find a new middleman in such a short period of time.

Therefore, there is a high probability that he will let his cronies take action.

Now he has become the target of public criticism.

American officials want the Rx-7 in his hand to invade the system, Xia Guo wants to capture him, and PM mercenaries want his life.

It can be said that it is besieged on all sides.

If we continue to delay, the situation will only become more and more unfavorable.

On the contrary, it is better to advance the transaction and use the Rx-7 system to attract these forces to compete with each other. When they are almost fighting each other, Riddell will bring people forward to reap the benefits of the fishing net.

It's just that Gu Ji doesn't understand something.

Why should the trading location be set up in the capital?

Why don't you tell others that he is in Washington, D.C. right now?

You know, based on existing intelligence information.

Riddell's resources and power are mainly in Central America. Even if he doesn't return to Guatemala, he will at least set up one on the US-Mexico border.

This way.

Even if something goes wrong, at least they can take advantage of the chaos to escape across the border to Mexico and find additional personnel for help.

This is not in line with Riddle's always cautious style...

Just when Gu Ji was deep in thought.

Carlos left and came back with a piece of information in his hand:

"The plan has been approved by the superiors. Tomorrow at noon, the Ministry of Defense will send an intermediary to conduct the transaction with the seller, and we will continue to play Cohen and the mercenaries lurking nearby. Once it is confirmed that the transaction is successful, we will start to rob it. At that time, the intermediary will cooperate with us in acting. Use this to lure Riddle to show up!"

"I always thought the trading location was a little weird."

"Don't worry, we have set up a dragnet around us. As long as the mysterious seller dares to show up, he will never be able to escape!"

Compared to Gu Ji's worries.

Carlos seemed much more calm, perhaps because of the local battle.

After all, this is Washington, D.C.

The FBI headquarters, the CIA headquarters, the Ministry of National Defense's Military Joint Special Operations Command Center, and various elite forces are all located here. Even if the famous Kayida comes, he has to kneel out.

"Okay, I'll tell my people to get ready!"

Gu Ji nodded and contacted Lei Wanshan at the command center, asking Gao Bo and the others to bring stingers and prepare in advance near the trading location.

Because the trading location is in a natural park.

This kind of wild mountain forest environment is most suitable for the stinger to play its role.

The long street is snowing at night, and tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

All parties are preparing for tomorrow's transaction.

Fortunately, Riddle temporarily changed the time, leaving many countries with no time to react, such as Russia, Israel, Britain, France and other countries that were far away.

It has only been two days since I received the transaction news.

Even the specific combat plan may not be formulated, let alone the deployment of intelligence and military forces.

This also greatly reduces the possibility of a big melee like Brazil or Iran happening on site.

Early the next morning.

Gu Ji got ready and put on the black mask again. Together with Carlos and Jillian, they headed to the trading location to prepare for an ambush.

Rock Creek Park is located in northwest Washington, near the National Zoo.

Covering an area of ​​more than 7 square kilometers, in addition to natural forests and streams, there are also many artificial golf courses, equestrian fields, picnic grounds, etc., so there are a lot of people.

Just after a night of heavy snow.

The woods in the park have long been covered with a layer of white frost, and the streams that used to be sparkling are now sealed by ice, like silver ribbons.

Gu Ji and his group walked along the winding path in the woods, their feet making a "creak" sound on the snow.

"The trading place is probably around here."

Carlos grinned and began to direct his men to establish a watch position.

The location he was talking about was an open space by the stream down the slope.

Picking up the telescope, Gu Ji first looked up to see if there was an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft in the sky. However, due to the dense branches, his field of vision was limited, and then he began to observe his surroundings.

Calculating the time, Gao Bo and the others should have arrived.

"Gu Ji just sent the signal, they are already in position."

"OK."

"Hiss, it's so cold today..."

It is 500 meters west of Gu Ji's location.

In a dense forest.

Gao Bo and the others were wearing white outdoor training uniforms, MC camouflage tactical vests, and holding fully equipped Super Duty rifles, lying on the snow.

Not far from them, there were HRT SWAT police led by Jamie.

There is no way, who said that joint law enforcement must have FB present.

In addition to them, there are also the CIA's intelligence armed forces nearby and the special operations forces under the Ministry of National Defense on standby outside.

"There are so few people around here, it's a little too quiet..."

"Brother Baren, is there something wrong with this transaction?"

North side of the trading location.

Barron and others, wearing white jackets, were also hiding behind the branches of bushes covered with white frost, observing their surroundings.

Wang Xueming left his five subordinates.

There was only a thin man with single eyelids who knew a little English and could barely communicate with him.

Barron rubbed his tactical gloves:

"It's hard to say, but what is certain is that Riddle should not be here, at least until that Cohen shows up, he will not show up."

He also saw the news about Cohen's appearance in Washington and reported it to the 7472 organization.

"Then what should we do, Barengo?"

"wait!"

Barron uttered one word and put down the telescope, "Wait until Cohen appears, then Riddle will most likely appear. Then we will take action..."

Time passed by minute by minute.

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Everyone hid in place and waited for their target to appear.

And on a hillside 900 meters away from the stream.

Few people can notice that among the chaos of ice and snow, there is a group of brown-green dead leaves, as if floating in mid-air.

Upon closer inspection, hidden under the camouflage of dead leaves, was actually the black muzzle of a gun.

It was Adams and his men.

"Captain, it's almost time for the transaction!"

"Test the wind speed."

"The average stays at 15 mph to 21 mph, the problem is the wind coming out of the creek keeps changing."

A mercenary with a scar on his eyebrow is holding an M151 positioning and observation system, acting as an observer at the side.

A distance of nearly one kilometer is considered a long-range shot.

At this distance, any factor may affect the final bullet impact point, so it must be strictly considered.

Adams kept correcting the scope according to the deputy's reminder.

What he was holding was a Desert Technology SRS military silenced bolt-action sniper rifle, which was enough to cope with the current shooting distance.

"Captain, someone seems to have appeared!"

"They should be people from the Ministry of Defense. Don't worry about them. Focus on the fake Cohen and Riddle. We must not let them go today..."

With that said, Adams has already debugged the basic parameters.

And under the sight of the scope.

Several tall, tough guys wearing black hats appeared one after another by the stream. One of them was carrying a black suitcase. He was the middleman sent by the Ministry of Defense for the transaction.

One of the leaders, a middle-aged man with a round face, kept raising his wrist to look at his watch and moving his lips.

It seems that he is exchanging information with the person behind the hidden earphones.

Seeing that the 12 o'clock trading time is approaching.

I heard two or three figures faintly appearing at the foot of the creek bank in the south, which immediately aroused alertness from all sides.

"Someone is coming! Attention!"

Carlos warned.

Gu Ji immediately picked up the telescope.

Since the three of them were all wearing tactical hats and masks, their faces could not be seen clearly, so it was impossible to tell whether they were Riddle's men. However, it seems that the US officials should have controlled the surroundings in advance for this transaction.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to walk near the trading location by chance.

"Watch that backpack!"

Gillian reminded.

Among the three new people who appeared, there was a man carrying a black backpack who looked extremely suspicious.

As the two parties continue to get closer.

The middlemen of the Ministry of National Defense also began to be cautious, and several of their subordinates put their right hands on their waists to prepare for possible emergencies at any time.

Until the two stood close together.

I don’t know what they said, the round-faced middleman and the backpacker opened their backpacks and suitcases at the same time, and it seemed that the transaction had begun.

Gu Ji saw with his own eyes that the backpacker was showing the electronic device in his hand that looked like an octopus router.

The only difference was that.

This time he didn’t see the system prompt.

Logically, the last time at the secret base factory in Iran, the system gave a prompt of "found recycled game items".

Could it be that the things were fake?

At the same time, the middleman of the Ministry of Defense also opened the laptop in the box, as if to verify the funds with the other party.

After a few minutes, Carlos suddenly said in the headset:

"The transaction is about to end, get ready!"

"Wait, are you sure the things are real?"

Gu Ji stopped temporarily.

Unexpectedly, Carlos' tone was extremely firm: "It is confirmed that the other party used this thing to invade two Predator fighters at the nearby Fort McNair Army Base! Go!"

"Tutu..."

As soon as the voice fell.

Bobcat and others on the side pulled the trigger one after another.

One of the seller's men was unable to dodge and was shot dead on the spot.

The remaining two and the middleman of the Ministry of Defense grabbed the things and fled around, looking for shelter.

Although Gu Ji always felt that this deal was too easy.

But now the arrow is on the string, he has to shoot it, so he can only follow Carlos and others to raid down the slope.

According to the pre-written script, the middleman of the Ministry of Defense will cooperate with them to act.

The two sides went back and forth, and launched a seemingly fierce exchange of fire.

The remaining two Riddle's men were caught in the middle and suffered from the front and back.

The backpacker in charge of the transaction was unable to dodge and fell headfirst to the frozen stream, and the hat on his head fell off.

Seeing this scene.

Gu Ji's pupils shrank into a line immediately.

These facial features...

Is it Riddle! ?

He couldn't believe that Riddle actually appeared at the transaction site so "swaggeringly" and only brought two men with him, so that he was stunned for a moment.

"Damn it! Two targets appeared at the same time!"

"Shoot Riddle first."

"Target Riddle, turn right! Right nine!"

"Already turned."

"Thump--!"

The moment the deputy spoke.

Adams quickly turned the muzzle to lock on and pulled the trigger decisively.

A muffled sound.

Delayed for about one second.

Under the high-power optical sight, the bullet crossed the snow forest and landed on the target Riddle.

A cloud of blood mist instantly exploded in the chest and fell to the ground.

"Hit the target."

Adams spoke lightly, and then calmly pushed and pulled the rotating bolt to reload, as if he had known that this shot would kill Riddle, "Next..."

"There is a sniper!!"

"Find cover quickly!"

Gillian shouted.

Gu Ji watched Riddle being shot through the chest and fell in a pool of blood, dead on the spot.

The mysterious seller who has fooled many countries countless times.

Did he die like this?