fictionpage Chapter 794: Quick Interrogation (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 794: Quick Interrogation (asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter 794: Quick Interrogation (asking for monthly ticket)
Only then did Gu Ji realize that these people were not Gao Bo.
Military and police situation.
In actual combat, there are obvious differences in style among the three.
Special police belong to the law enforcement department. During their operations, they often have to consider factors such as legality and civilian safety, so they must control the output of firepower as much as possible.
The army does not need to worry so much. They just need to follow the coordinates and attack with the most powerful firepower.
The most intelligence is somewhere in between the two.
They must control their actions when it comes to high-value targets, but they will hardly do that when it comes to meaningless people. They must prioritize obtaining intelligence and their own safety.
Obviously.
This CIA pioneer is a typical example of this style:
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
No matter who is standing behind the door, as long as the brain determines that the high-value target will not be the first to risk rushing down, you can shoot through the door without restraint to increase the safety of breaking through.
as predicted.
After hearing the sound of someone being shot and falling to the ground behind the door.
The CIA scout fired two shots at the door lock, kicked the door open, shot again at the target lying on the stairs in front of him, then turned right and entered the living room.
In a dark room.
In the field of view of the low-light night vision scope, the green IR invisible laser slowly circles clockwise like the hands of a clock.
"Security on the first floor!"
"Steel plate, move to the second floor!"
"Yes!"
Give an order.
The CIA scout and No. 2 immediately switched to a high-stance gun-holding posture and rotated to the stairs.
Gu Ji and others put their left hands on their shoulders, and the team gathered together as a whole, leaning against the left wall and moving upwards.
As soon as I reached the second floor, I saw a dark shadow standing in the corridor in front of me.
Before he could even raise the things in his hands, he was shot to the ground by them.
"There's someone in the house on the left!"
"Suddenly..."
It's still the same tactical style as before.
As soon as the scout heard some noise in the bedroom on the second floor, No. 2 fired a volley of bullets through the door without saying a word.
When Gu Ji pushed open the door, he saw a young man lying on the ground covered in blood, having been beaten to a pulp.
"Two enemies, all killed, the second floor is safe!"
"Prepare to continue advancing to the third floor!"
After checking the risks, they quickly went to the third floor.
Before passing the first bedroom door on the left.
There was a loud bang of a gunshot, and the door was instantly torn open.
Countless bullets scattered and hit the wall opposite the corridor, leaving a bunch of tiny holes.
The CIA scout had no time to react and his left front leg was hit by the flying bullet.
It's a shotgun!
"Uh uh! Behind the door!"
"Prepare the flashbang!"
Gu Ji saw the scout fall to the ground and immediately shouted.
Number two immediately took a stun grenade from his chest and threw it into the broken door.
The reason why I didn't choose to shoot directly into the house at this time.
This is because after reaching the top floor of a detached house, the probability of encountering a high-value target increases.
You must first confirm the identity before deciding whether to shoot.
"A flashbang was thrown!"
A reminder for number two.
However, Gu Ji had already stepped forward and pulled the CIA vanguard back with one hand.
Unexpectedly, at the moment he was dragged backwards.
The bathroom door on the right side of the corridor in front was suddenly pushed open from the inside. Gu Ji's fingers quickly pulled the trigger almost instinctively, and at the same time he subconsciously clamped the butt of the gun under his right arm to improve the stability of holding the gun with one arm.
"Wait! Right side!"
Shouts, gunshots, stun grenades exploding.
Ringing at the same time.
The target fell to the ground.
At this time, the second position kicked open the bedroom door on the left, and saw two flashes of fire in the house, and then there was no movement, "Safe!"
"Deal with him! Keep moving forward!"
"Received, moving!"
Gu Ji threw the scout to Carlos behind him, and immediately led the remaining team members to suppress the innermost suite.
As a result, I had only taken a few steps.
Then I heard the sound of a door being unlocked.
Position two raised his gun, ready to fire.
When I was waiting for the door to be opened, a figure with long hair rushed out, "Ah! No no, please, don't shoot! I don't have a weapon..."
I didn't expect it was a woman.
The other party seemed to have escaped from the house, but unexpectedly ran into Gu Ji and others.
With a scream, she slipped and fell to the ground, crying and begging for mercy.
Gu Ji also heard in his headphones the movements of the mountain cat, who was previously responsible for cutting off the power supply and going around, and the magic dog.
"This is the demon dog, the target has been captured!"
It turned out that while Gu Ji and others were attracting fire from the front, they went around from the other side of the house, climbed up the telescopic ladder to the window of the suite on the third floor, broke into the house directly through the window, and captured the target.
As for the woman who ran out, she was the target's female companion.
Carlos, who was bandaging the calf of a scout at the back of the corridor, looked up immediately with bright eyes when he heard these words, and helped the wounded man to stand up.
"Don't move! Put your hands up and get down!"
Gu Ji scolded the woman kneeling on the ground, "Keep an eye on her, Bobcat, be alert all around!"
Finally, arrange one sentence.
He then put down his gun and followed Carlos and Jillian into the innermost master bedroom suite.
"Who the hell are you!"
As soon as I entered the house.
Gu Ji heard someone roaring.
Then he saw a skinny Englishman, naked from the waist up, being pinned down on the bed by a demon dog.
He pulled down the tactical rifle light.
Under the dazzling white light.
Blue eyes and freckles.
This is the high-value target they are here to capture: the transaction middleman, O'Connor!
"I just want to ask you one question, where are the Rx-7 systems and real sellers?"
Gu Ji walked into the room, completely ignoring what O'Connor said, and asked coldly.
"Fake..."
The moment O'Connor saw his black hood, his pupils shrank into a slit, but he quickly changed his tone and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"Jackal, pry his mouth open for me."
"understand!"
Gu Ji waved casually.
Carlos rolled up his sleeves and walked up.
This was the plan the two had agreed upon earlier.
He was in charge of tactical operations, while Carlos was in charge of the interrogation phase.
This happens to fit Gu Ji's impression of Cohen's role.
He seldom does anything himself.
Even the Korean Cohen who talked the most only took action himself when he was forced to do so.
"We are all smart people. Since we have found this place, we will never give up until we get what we want, so I advise you to just say it out loud."
Carlos smiled and touched O'Connor's head, then picked him up from the bed.
But the latter just glared at him.
"boom!"
Carlos decisively punched him hard in the stomach.
O'Connor was already thin, and this punch made his face turn red and even saliva came out of his mouth.
"If you have the guts, just beat me to death. I know nothing!"
"Okay, since you want to suffer more, I'll grant your wish!"
Carlos was not affected by the other party's resistance at all. He began to punch O'Connor again and again, and finally grabbed the pillow next to him and covered his entire face with it.
Severe pain and shortness of breath.
O'Connor began to tremble uncontrollably.
Gillian, who was standing by, obviously couldn't stand this scene. She subconsciously took a half step back and glanced to the side.
As a law enforcement officer, she was certainly not used to the abuse of lynching.
But Gu Ji knew very well that these methods were simply child's play for real intelligence agencies.
Especially an agency like the CIA.
What we are facing are not just ordinary criminals, but range from terrorists to hostile extremist armed forces, rebel forces, and even countries.
To them, this is war.
As long as it's war.
There are only two results: victory and failure!
But this is consistent with the style of Cohen and others.
Too much rules, more like a policeman.
“Ugh… huh… huh…”
Carlos seemed to be very experienced and counted silently before letting go of his hand.
It happened to be stuck at the limit of life and death for O'Connor.
He was retching physiologically and gasping for breath. His eyes were bulging out and bloodshot, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. He looked completely inhuman.
"Location!"
"I don't know...ah!"
O'Connor hadn't finished speaking.
With a "puff" sound, Carlos pulled out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed it into his thigh.
Bright red blood flowed down O'Connor's calves and onto the floor.
But even so.
He still didn't give in.
Even when Carlos turned the blade and cut the wound open, he kept his mouth tightly shut, letting his face turn from red to white, and he was covered in cold sweat due to the pain.
See this scene.
Carlos suddenly pulled out a dagger and shouted to the No. 2 player outside the house:
"Bring that woman in!"
"Wait, what are you doing! She is innocent!"
"Yo, it seems like you're nervous about her."
O'Connor's sudden anxious expression actually aroused Carlos' interest.
As the long-haired woman was brought in.
The corners of Jillian's mouth twitched slightly, and she seemed to be unable to suppress the disgust in her heart.
It would be fine if it was torture, but extraordinary measures were needed in extraordinary times, and O'Connor himself was not a good person.
But the woman doesn't seem to have done anything wrong at the moment.
If I were tortured for this, wouldn't I be no different from an animal?
"She knows nothing, let her go!"
O'Connor struggled hard twice, but it was in vain.
Carlos sneered twice, walked up to the long-haired woman, and pinched her face. "Of course I understand. She is just one of your female companions. The reason you are so worried is that she is pregnant..."
"Fuck! You devil!"
O'Connor almost roared, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth.
It can be seen that he really attaches great importance to the child in the woman's belly.
Gu Ji had a panoramic view of all this.
Although he thought he was decisive and ruthless enough when carrying out his mission.
But it still can't compare with the CIA.
Sure enough, the intelligence forces are ruthless enough!
It can be seen that Carlos in front of him is definitely not acting, he really intends to attack the pregnant woman.
But he couldn't speak to stop it now.
God knows what kind of tricks Riddle has laid around O'Connor.
If it is exposed at this time, all the efforts of everyone will be in vain.
Think about it.
He just raised his wrist and scolded impatiently:
"Jackal, I'll only give you the last three minutes."
"clear."
Carlos grabbed the long-haired woman and put the bloody dagger on her neck. "Did you hear me? You don't have time. Either tell me the seller and the location of the item, or..."
"Ah! O'Connor, save me! I don't want to die..."
"Mia! Let her go! Damn it!"
O'Connor also seemed to be pushed into a corner.
Even in front of several people, his eyes turned red and he began to cry.
But Carlos' dagger would not hesitate at all because of his sensationalism.
The sharp blade had already rubbed against the long-haired woman's skin bit by bit, oozing out a trickle of blood.
"No! Let her go! I said!"
In the end, O'Connor couldn't withstand the pressure and chose to surrender.
Carlos then stopped what he was doing.
"Location."
"The item is now in the hands of the seller, and the seller's position..."
"Om-!"
Just as O'Connor lowered his head to answer.
Gu Ji's ears moved, and he faintly heard some movement approaching outside the window. The sound was very sharp, sounding like an amplified version of a mosquito.
not good!
"There's a drone bomb!"
He decisively raised his gun and fired.
But the incident happened suddenly and there was no time left. He could only grab Gillian beside him and fly out to avoid it.
The demon dog and Carlos, who were standing beside the bed, watched a black, high-speed moving object rush into the room. They reacted and quickly dodged to the sides.
"boom!"
There was an explosion.
The fire instantly illuminated the entire suite.
The shock wave swept along with the heat and passed through Gu Ji's back.
He fell heavily to the ground, grabbed the gun and quickly stood up and looked back, only to see O'Connor and his woman lying on the ground covered in blood, their lives or deaths unknown.
The demon dog and Carlos also lay on the ground with scars on their faces and got up with difficulty.
This is why suicide drones are becoming increasingly popular among extremists, mercenaries, and even state armies: they are an almost unsolvable attack.
Want to crack.
There are only two options: destroy it, or block it.
The former is extremely difficult. Even an Olympic shooting champion may not be able to shoot down a drone with just a few shots while it is moving at high speed.
The latter, on the other hand, needs to carry special military shielding equipment at all times.
It is still uncertain whether its signal can be effectively blocked in the first place.
"Boss, are you okay?"
Gillian had not forgotten. After she regained consciousness, she saw the figure lying on the ground. The first thing she asked was Gu Ji, but she still chose to continue acting.
"It's alright, go check on the jackals and demon dogs."
Gu Ji shook his head slightly and pressed the headset: "Lynx Cat, Lynx Cat! What's going on outside? Why are there drone bombs flying in?!"
"Boss, the plane suddenly appeared from above my head, and I didn't react..."
Top of head?
He looked up at the ceiling.
I didn't expect Riddle to hide his back-up plan on the roof.
No wonder the Bobcats and No. 2 failed to discover the risk in time when they were checking the house.
This guy really has so many tricks up his sleeve!
"Damn it! The target is dead."
At this time, Carlos, who was completely sober, immediately rushed to O'Connor to check on him.
Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.
"It seems that the target of the bomb is this guy..."
(End of this chapter)