Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 621 - 282: Weapon Preparation_2

"Get down! Hands on your head!!"

Beside the car, Liu Weijun and Zhou Yang also subdued the thug with dreadlocks, taking away his gun.

Zhang Wenjun opened the car door, pulling out the driver and henchmen one by one, pressing them onto the ground.

"Zhang Zhong, the radio." Zhao Hua found a walkie-talkie on the thug with dreadlocks. In the speaker, reports of curfew lockdowns from other street thugs could still be heard.

"Tie them all up. Gu Ji, Monk, come with me to support Mr. Bi!" Zhang Wenjun ordered others to handle the scene, while Gu Ji and Liu Weijun, armed with firearms, were directed to head to the northern intersection.

Because as they chose to take action,

Bi Xin and his team were also clashing with patrolling henchmen.

"Detect any armed assault, threatening officers’ lives, shoot immediately!"

"Yes, Zhang Zhong!"

With Zhang Wenjun’s orders, Gu Ji felt bolder, holding the rifle against his shoulder, moving along the cold storage wall towards Bi Xin’s position.

But it’s important to know, the capabilities of the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team, Team One, are only stronger than theirs.

If they can silently take down these henchmen,

those elite Wu Province SWAT officers can certainly do even better.

Before they could reach the scene, all those thugs were already on the ground, tied up tightly by Team One’s SWAT officers.

"Wenjun, how’s it going on your side?"

"No casualties."

"Good, Mr. Zhao and his team will arrive soon. The Jinyuan Group imposed a curfew early; something big must have happened. Let’s regroup at the cold storage first!"

After a brief exchange of information, Bi Xin and Zhang Wenjun loaded all the thugs into the truck bed, driving two pickups into the cold storage.

This cold storage should be the frozen meat wholesale center of Old Street.

A massive I-shaped warehouse stood in the middle, some rolling doors shut tight, others lit up as if goods were being moved. The yard was full of various trucks and forklifts, yet everyone’s attention was drawn at once to a corner where a heavy truck and a dozen or so men in gray-blue workwear loitered.

When they saw the armed pickup approaching,

these "workers" were visibly nervous, with several of them quietly moving their right hands toward their backs.

Thankfully, Bi Xin made a phone call in advance, avoiding a misunderstanding.

That’s right.

These fresh produce movers were actually Myanmar Police Force units dispatched to support cooperation.

The reason they could be easily recognized by Gu Ji and the others was their extraordinary poise, quite distinct from local, weary workers.

"Xia Kingdom Action Command, 324, Captain Bi Xin, and this is Vice-Captain Zhang Wenjun."

"Greetings to both captains, I am Min Suri, the operations deputy captain of the 106th vertical squad of the Myanmar Police Force, Lashio. Our captain was surrounded by Huo Family armed security while covering the retreat due to his exposed whereabouts, and now he’s probably..."

A middle-aged officer, short in stature, dark-skinned, resembling Tony Jaa, stepped forward among the Myanmar police to shake hands with Bi Xin.

"Our officers witnessed it firsthand and are deeply sorry. Please accept my condolences."

Bi Xin sighed with gratitude towards these supportive Myanmar police officers deep within.

Due to the ceasefire agreement, the Myanmar government couldn’t openly send large forces to root out the Jinyuan Group. To put it bluntly, this police unit was almost "semi-abandoned."

"Fighting crime is a shared responsibility."

Min Suri seemingly felt the Xia Kingdom officers’ sincerity, put aside his sorrow, nodded to his men, and two immediately ran to the back of the heavy truck, pulled open the cargo doors, and as the roof lights switched on, there hung rows of frozen ribs inside.

But when police pushed aside the ribs, the scene before Gu Ji and everyone made their pupils sharply contract.

The 12.6-meter long container was densely packed with weapons and equipment.

From training uniforms, helmets, tactical vests, night vision goggles to rifles, pistols, concussion bombs, up to drones, signal transmission recorders, and even specially equipped with an Iveco truck carrying professional radio equipment inside.

Unbelievable.

Such a large cache of weapons and equipment was brought into heavily fortified Old Street so brazenly by the Myanmar police. No wonder that captain would sacrifice his life to cover the retreat of his men; if these tools fell into Huo Family hands, the operation would be a complete failure.

"Deliver all equipment safely to the designated location as per requirement, without missing any."

"Thank you, great effort!"

Seeing the familiar Xia Kingdom SWAT equipment, Bi Xin couldn’t help but breathe heavily, "Everyone, prepare in 10 minutes!"

"Yes!"

Even though everyone suppressed their voices, you could still hear the tremor of excitement.

Each one couldn’t wait to scramble into the truck, changing clothes and gears.

During this time, Zhao Bai arrived with his team.

Taking advantage of the team changing, he finally disclosed the undercover operatives from the Yunnan Province Anti-Drug Headquarters, although Gu Ji was already aware.

"Wa Xueming? Isn’t he the Head of the Supervision Department?"

"Yes."

As Zhao Bai put on a bulletproof vest, he explained, "Wa Xueming has always secretly helped Xia Kingdom people lured and sold by the Bai Family and collaborated with the Chaojun, providing intelligence to us. However, because of this, Bai Maoliang has become suspicious of him, and his powers are being gradually stripped away."

"Alright, I thought we could coordinate from the inside, only to find we still need to break through forcefully."

Gao Bo muttered.

As Gu Ji and others put on tactical headsets,

and as Zhao Hua and a team of intelligence techs finished adjusting the radio, a familiar calm voice crackled in the headset, none other than Lei Wanshan!

"Rendezvous delayed by an hour and 23 minutes from the initial plan."

"Apologies, Mr. Lei, an unexpected event occurred en route; Myanmar side’s people were surrounded by the Four Families..."

"I’m aware of the situation. According to data from Myanmar’s DDSI military intelligence agency, the local warlords in the Kokang Region have started actions. Implement plan B, I’ve arranged two helicopters for extraction, leaving you with a maximum of 30-minute action time!"

"Yes, Mr. Lei!"

Bi Xin acknowledged, turning to look at Zhao Bai.

The latter also connected with the Dianyun Province Hall command center, "Then we’ll separate here. We’ll apprehend Bai Maoliang, while you rescue the hostages at Jinyuan Building, and regroup at the Tangkou direction."

"Alright, stay safe, see you at Tangkou!"

Bi Xin, Zhang Wenjun, and Zhao Bai bid each other farewell, then each led their assigned officers away, while the Myanmar police task force supporting teams of Dragon Tiger and the Yunnan Province Anti-Drug Headquarters had 24 members in total. After subtracting the four lost on the Huo Family’s turf, the remaining members were divided to stand by Dragon Tiger and Yunnan Province Anti-Drug teams respectively.

"Team Three, board the vehicle and get ready for departure!"

Gu Ji and others quickly boarded the Iveco prepared by Myanmar, functionally a simplified assault vehicle.

Inside the vehicle, he adjusted the network recorder on his chest once more.

This device could connect to the intelligence command center of Ningzhou City Bureau, located thousands of kilometers away via the radio signal truck, which means Li Ruilin and Lei Wanshan could clearly observe the on-site actions through these recorders.

"Zhao Hua, dispatch the drone for surveillance!"

"Yes!"

Inside the vehicle, sitting in the front passenger seat, Zhang Wenjun issued a command, and Zhao Hua deployed the police recon drone out the window, manipulating it with a remote controller with a screen.

This was a white six-wing recon drone.

Compared to the ordinary consumer DJI drones, it had more modifications, such as extended endurance for continuous surveillance up to an hour, and it equipped modules for aerial announcements, relay, thermal imaging, and could even deliver medicine and equipment in critical moments.

As the drone flew out of the cold storage,

the movement of the Bai Family patrol cars on the street was all exposed in Zhao Hua’s view, "Zhang Zhong, the street in front of the cold storage is clear of patrol cars, you can head out now, turn right to avoid patrol teams."

"Follow Zhao Hua’s navigation, Wu Kang, drive!"

"Alright!"

Wu Kang responded, starting the vehicle immediately.

Gao Bo took in the series of operations unfolding before him, finally realizing why Gu Ji had earlier mentioned how formidable a T1 level global strategic deployment force truly was!