crisis management game.

Chapter 31 "Not so authentic"

"Cohen, the truck has arrived at the designated location."

In the tactical headset, the voice of his subordinates’ report came. Cohen turned his head and looked over, confirming a dilapidated white van parked beside the street, “Okay, listen to my order then, the target has left the embassy at 8:07 Set off."

Five minutes later, a low-pitched voice suddenly came from the headset: "Cohen, the target vehicle was found."

Cohen adjusted his binoculars and quickly locked on to a green Jeep off-road vehicle driving on the south side of the street. The white special license plate hung on the front of the vehicle proved that it was a vehicle of the US embassy.

"The truck is ready to move, and the road must be blocked. The snipers are always on standby. Remember two points: [-]. Don't attack the Americans; The gun is exposed!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Cohen finished speaking, three different responses came from the earphones.

That's right.

In order to ensure that this target was killed, he found three snipers, and the shooting angle covered almost every part of the entire street.

The failure of the Ryde airfield attack was something he hadn't expected.

One person, with only a few policemen, solved Neying Sam, and killed his entire mercenary team, and even Colonel Neferd was killed. Hard to escape.

What's even more exaggerated is that the other party turned out to be the photographer they were looking for at the beginning. Last night, he took the initiative to disclose his identity on the Internet. He was extremely arrogant, which aroused the anger of the company's management.

"KNP868, Jiang Songyuan..."

Cohen gritted his teeth and spit out these words. Since entering this circle, he has never suffered such a disastrous defeat and humiliation in more than ten years.

"Drip! Drip—!"

Inside the Jeep SUV, the driver stepped on the brakes and kept honking the horn.

"what happened?"

Sensing that the vehicle stopped, Jiang Songyuan, who was sitting in the back row, asked curiously.

"There seems to be a car accident ahead, a truck blocked the road, you stay in the car first, I'll go down and have a look."

With that said, Gillian opened the car door and came to the front of the car. Seeing the two black drivers in front of them arguing and shoving, she always felt that something was wrong.

She raised her head subconsciously and observed the tall buildings on both sides of the street.

inside the car.

Jiang Songyuan was restless, pressed the privacy glass in the back row, and poked his head out confidently.

"Cohen, the target is exposed, and it is very exposed. Do you want to shoot?"

On the building, Cohen seemed a little unbelievable that Jiang Songyuan exposed his position so easily, "Sure to kill?"

"hundred percent."

Cohen's eyes were cloudy, but he finally ordered decisively: "Action!"

boom--!
Violent sudden noises exploded from the shaking sandbags, and the setting sun slanting in from the windows of the training hall reflected Gu Ji's lean body and fiery snorting.

"Huh..."

Gu Ji wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel. After reviewing in the afternoon, he grabbed Gao Bo and came to the school training hall to train his physical fitness. On the surface, it was for the rehearsal of the graduation ceremony in a few days, but in fact, he wanted to test carefully. Look at the effect of system strengthening.

The strength of the whip was indeed a bit stronger than before, and the nerve reaction became faster.

After knowing it, he turned his head and wanted to call Gao Bo to the cafeteria to eat, but he didn't expect him to lean against the window sill, holding up the screen of his mobile phone, and said proudly:

"What did I say, that Xiao Xiba is not a powerful character at all, you see, he was killed by someone?"

"Who was killed? You said that Jiang Songyuan!?"

Gu Ji didn't react at first, and ran to Gao Bo's side quickly, and the news just released by the headline media was impressively displayed on the phone screen:
The mysterious Asian passenger who prevented the shooting at Ryde Airport a few days ago: Jiang Songyuan, died at 8:23 a.m. local time on Harar Street in the capital. The official details of the case have not yet been announced. According to passers-by and witnesses, the cause of death was Caused by gunfire.

died?

Seeing this news, Gu Ji was both surprised and expected.

With such a huge power, the PM Arms Company has the guts to massacre villages and even attack a 4A international airport. Will it tolerate a person who has solid evidence of his own crimes and is hopping around on the Internet?
But he did the deed, he got the reward, and Jiang Songyuan took the blame, which made him feel a little "unreal".

But thinking about it the other way around, if he hadn't intervened in this matter, this guy would have died in the attack long ago, and the ending would have been the same.

Jiang Songyuan was shot, and he was alerted again:

You must not reveal your real identity, make more use of the enhancement of the game system, and develop steadily and steadily is the kingly way.

"Go, let's eat!"

……

In the next two days, Gu Ji reviewed as usual every day. With the nutritional gain of his extra meals in the past few days, the strengthening of the two attributes was finally completed.

It's a pity that the treasure chest is not affected by this, and it still needs to wait more than ten hours.

In the afternoon, 02:30.

The female dormitory is downstairs.

Because we made an appointment to pick up our parents at the airport together in the cafeteria the day before yesterday, so Gu Ji came out of the library early, sent Chen Zhiyu a wechat message, and came to the door of the female dormitory to wait.

After about a few minutes, Chen Zhiyu finally showed up, wearing a light blue loose T-shirt, a pair of black and gray ripped denim shorts, and a pair of canvas sneakers, looking youthful and sporty.

"Do you put on makeup?"

Gu Ji raised his head, and saw that the corners of her eyes were shining brightly, with two deep dimples underneath, and her lips were painted bean paste color, which made her look a little more charming.

"Yo, I thought you, a straight man, couldn't tell the difference!"

Chen Zhiyu raised his head slightly, raised a long leg, deliberately showed his side face and figure more perfectly, and asked in a somewhat arrogant tone, "Does it look good?"

"nice."

Gu nodded.

But the next sentence made Chen Zhiyu almost spurt blood from anger: "It's just that the chest is too small."

Chen Zhiyu's face darkened, as if he had gritted his teeth: "I want you to take care of it!"

"Let's go."

Gu Ji suppressed his laughter, it was rare to see this girl back down.

But it must be admitted that Chen Zhiyu is perfect except for his small chest. The two of them walked side by side on the road in Ningzhou Police Station, attracting many schoolboys to peek at them.

At the school gate, Gu Ji booked an express train with his mobile phone.

It took nearly an hour to arrive at Ningzhou Lukou International Airport.

Looking at the huge white half-moon-shaped terminal building from a distance through the car window, Gu immediately thought of the previous Ryder International Airport.

But different from the latter, the security of Xiaguo Airport can be regarded as the top in the world. There are public security bureaus near each airport, and the terminal building is equipped with police booths, which can give you a strong sense of security.

And on the open space in front of the Lukou Airport building, there are two mighty and domineering blue and black police saber-toothed tiger armored vehicles parked directly. , with a few words printed in the middle: Dragon and Tiger Commando!

The Dragon and Tiger Commando is an anti-terrorism sharp knife force of the Ningzhou Municipal Bureau. It has participated in the security protection of various major events, emergency response and security escort tasks. It is the elite of the special police and the goal that Gu Ji once dreamed of. !
(End of this chapter)