Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 249 - 133: Plaza Assault_2

Gu Ji didn't waste time with Jillian, but quickly relayed all the intelligence he had just seen.

Jillian exchanged a glance with Jamie, surprised at how calm and collected this young boy was. No wonder he had managed to evade the police net for so long.

She immediately pressed the tactical headset:

"This is Jillian. There are hostages being held at the scene by a terrorist. The Counter-Terrorism Bureau and EOD are currently withdrawing. We are requesting FBI negotiators and bomb disposal experts to support us on-site. Quickly confirm the female target's identity and use peaceful means to resolve the crisis. Do not shoot to kill unless absolutely necessary."

It seemed the FBI was very well-prepared this time.

After all, this matter had escalated all the way from Queens District and Brooklyn to Manhattan. If the FBI and New York police did not demonstrate their true capabilities, they would surely be harshly criticized by the American public.

A moment later, a middle-aged negotiation expert with slightly grayed hair, wearing a bulletproof vest, stepped out of a police car, accompanied by an HRT bomb disposal expert in an EOD suit. With open hands, he slowly approached the BMW X5 to start negotiations with the female terrorist holding the hostage.

Gu Ji had never been involved in the field of counter-terrorism negotiation.

But as a special police student, he had some understanding of negotiation techniques from college, mainly focusing on mirroring, marking, body language, and precise control of the situation.

An excellent negotiation expert would always get the terrorist to say more, reveal their true intentions, use mirroring to gather information, and repeat one to three words during the conversation to make the other party feel heard, prompting them to explain key words, during which they would use even more words to describe.

In essence, it was very similar to interrogation techniques.

Although Gu Ji was progressing rapidly in the tactical field, he still lagged in tactical support areas such as computing, interrogation, technical surveillance, and negotiation.

Taking advantage of the exchange between the negotiation expert and the female terrorist, he instinctively asked Jillian and Jamie beside him.

"Have the identities of the suspects been confirmed? Are they all Marine Corps members?"

"Sorry, Baron, we cannot disclose specific details about the explosion case at this time."

Jillian shook her head in refusal but stared at his profile with interest, "But I'm curious, why are you so interested in this case? Normally, after escaping the control of terrorists, one would choose to flee or report to the police immediately. Why take the risk and rush to the scene?"

"When tracking you, I looked up information on the 153 individuals named Saflo Baron in New York State. Not one was trained in the military or police. Why do you know so much at such a young age, especially about bomb disposal?"

The more Jillian spoke, the sharper her gaze on Gu Ji became.

He couldn't shake the feeling that this young man's style resembled Jiang Songyuan from the Laird Airport shooting case.

Calm, composed, with a strong persistence in counter-terrorism targets.

Exactly.

She suspected that this young man might be related to the "Code: 7472" Mysterious Team, which is why she ordered the SWAT team from the Counter-Terrorism Bureau not to shoot Gu Ji.

"Isn't it normal for a citizen to help rescue others within their capacity?"

Gu Ji, of course, understood what Jillian was thinking. "You FBI are too sensitive. My inquiry into the identities is just to confirm the combat level of the terrorists. After exiting the underground parking lot of Building 24, a total of three terrorists appeared, plus one woman."

"If we exclude that woman, according to the group photo of the military team I provided, it's very likely that there are still two of those same terrorists..."

Bam—!

Splat!

A sudden change!

A blood mist suddenly exploded over the BMW X5, spattering on the HRT bomb disposal expert beside it and spraying onto Gu Ji and the others' faces!

The bomb disposal expert turned his head dumbfounded.

Bam!

Another bullet hit him in the shoulder, knocking the bomb disposal expert to the ground.

Fortunately, he was wearing his EOD suit, which could guard against the overpressure, shrapnel, and shockwave from explosions, providing comprehensive protection akin to an advanced bulletproof vest. The protective layer, made of multiple layers of Kevlar material and reinforced with closed-cell foam and bulletproof steel plates, was designed to resist shrapnel impact and blast pressure waves.

The EOD suit could block shrapnel, shockwaves, and high temperatures from an explosive equivalent to 500 grams of TNT at 1 meter, so resisting bullets was no problem.

"Sniper—!"

"Cover!"

The Counter-Terrorism Bureau SWAT immediately threw a smoke grenade, the shell exploding upon hitting the ground, dispersing white phosphorus smoke into the air, generating thick smoke that created a temporary "smoke pile."

The next second, several SWAT members from the Counter-Terrorism Bureau rushed into the smoke pile, dragging the injured HRT bomb disposal expert and the negotiator's corpse to safety.

Exactly.

The negotiator had been headshot by the terrorist sniper.

After missing the target, the enemy sniper didn't waste time and switched to shooting at the EOD bomb disposal team and police hiding nearby the vehicle.

Bam!

"Ah!"

Another Counter-Terrorism Bureau SWAT member was hit in the calf. At this point, Gu Ji's view showed that the mission progress bar had only two slots left.

[Current casualties: 13/15]

"The terrorists are using high-powered rifle rounds. Everyone hide behind the armored vehicle. Call for HRT support, call for HRT support!"

Just as Jillian was pressing the tactical headset to request assistance from the HRT special police, another bullet hit the armored vehicle behind her.

The whole vehicle shuddered slightly, and the bullet created a shallow pit in the bulletproof glass, with fine cracks radiating out like a spider web.