crisis management game.

Chapter 127 Target Identity
Gu Ji felt a "thump" in his heart.

HRT, the full name of the Hostage Rescue Team, is the highest-level special police in the FBI tactical team. The personnel are completely trained by the "Delta" and "Seal" six special forces, and they are the so-called "elite of the elite".

Like the Xiangzhou Flying Tigers, the HRT is a paramilitary tactical squad.

It is positioned between the state special police and the top military special forces, with about 50 members.

It is mainly aimed at domestic extreme hostage-taking incidents, large-scale terrorist attacks, etc., in order to deal with highly sensitive or extremely dangerous situations.

You know, Delta and SEAL Team [-] are at the top of the special forces pyramid.

Under the influence of the two, the training level and equipment of HRT are significantly higher than those of the other 56 state special police and 14 enhanced special police teams of the FBI. The cold, mountainous environment, and maritime combat capabilities are significantly stronger than the special police of other countries.

This is a real national special police.

Its status is equivalent to the Falcon Commando of the National Armed Police Special Warfare.

Gu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly.

Fortunately, I moved quickly and ran in time, otherwise it would not be so easy to escape when HRT intervened in the arrest operation.

But there was one thing he couldn't understand.

HRT is part of the FBI Headquarters Incident Response Team and has been based in Quantico, Virginia.

Although it is not too far away from New York, it is more than 400 kilometers to say the least.

The point that this case can really attract the attention of the FBI should be when the bomb appeared in the main stadium of the US Open, but it has only been half an hour now. It takes more than ten minutes from Guardia Airport to Brooklyn Shopping Center, right?
Unless all of them are on the fastest SR-71 Blackbird reconnaissance plane of the US military.

But this is obviously impossible. The SR-71 can only take two people, that is, the front seat driver and the rear seat scout. Even if all of them can fly reconnaissance planes, the two teams need at least 6 planes.

Even for a national-level military strategic mission, it is impossible to dispatch six top reconnaissance planes at the same time.

A more reasonable explanation is that part of the HRT team was originally in New York City.

It may be a secret mission.

"It's also possible that it was aimed at a terrorist bomb attack!"

Gu Guinei secretly calculated.

He didn't forget that the FBI has its own national security intelligence department. It is not difficult for them to intercept terrorist information in advance.

【Art needs cruelty: Dangdangdang, there are still 20 minutes~】

Raising his wrist, Gu Ji confirmed the time and urged the driver to speed up.

The emergence of HRT put a lot of pressure on him. Unlike the soldiers of World War II or the airport thugs before, this is a real national elite team.

And the countdown to this level is too short.

Seeing that an hour and a half had passed, he had made little progress except for dismantling one bomb. He could neither confirm the identity of the bomber nor dismantle the sensor bomb on his neck.

Gu Ji tried it just now when he was drilling the ventilation duct, and the red light signal of the remote sensing bomb was not affected at all, and he didn't dare to move it.

"It seems that we have to find a way to get a signal shielding device first..."

Inside the shopping mall.

Nevia led a large number of police officers from the branch and the emergency service team into the fire escape stairs, and escaped without incident.

She looked down at the ashes splashed everywhere on the landing, the unburned clothing fabrics, and the black plastic parts that were blown apart, and pressed the intercom and said in a deep voice.

"Director York, the target is not on the scene."

"What's the explosive?"

"Like..."

"It was the camera battery that exploded from heat."

In the middle of Nevia's speech, a series of dense footsteps suddenly came from behind. Gillian, the leader, was wearing a bulletproof vest, holding a Glock 17 in her right hand, and showing her ID card in her left hand.

"FBI, I called your director before. From now on, we will take over the serial bombings!"

"Director, HRT is also here."

Nevia originally wanted to refute a few words, but when she turned around and saw a few HRT special police armed with MP5 submachine guns, camouflage, and heavily armed behind Gillian, she understood how serious the FBI was about this matter.

"Do as she says."

In the command center, York's expression was full of helplessness and unwillingness.

Fortunately, the scene has been sealed off, and the suspect is in this shopping mall, looking at the passers-by under the surveillance cameras, as long as they check one by one, the target will be forced out!
But it was unexpected.

Next to Gillian, a special police officer wearing a riot helmet and a black mask, with only a pair of brown eyes exposed, suddenly said: "'Bird' found a ventilation fan falling off the lawn on the east side of the shopping center, and there were signs of vandalism at the bayonet."

what! ?

Nevia and all the police officers present stared. If the suspect really escaped through the ventilation duct, then their NYPD would really be a joke!

Gillian's gaze changed, not knowing what was going on in her mind.

After a few seconds of silence, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and directed Nevia to ask the fire control room to disarm the fire alarm.

After the fire alarm stopped, I didn't expect there to be buzzing in the corridor.

The source came from Gillian's cell phone.

It was the target suspect's live broadcast room! !
hum...

With a bang in his brain, York took two steps back in a daze, and almost fell to the ground. The two police stations with nearly 90 police forces actually let a teenager play around!
"This kid is really smart."

Jamie on the side couldn't help but speak.

But the more he said this, the hotter these NYPD officers felt, as if they had been slapped twice on the spot.

Gillian was typing text in the live broadcast room on her mobile phone.

At the same time, the order was issued: "We need the assistance of NYPD to share all the information on this serial bombing, and at the same time check the monitoring near the exhaust outlet of the shopping center!"

"understand!"

Nevia responded seriously, and now, only by working hard to cooperate can the "shame" of their arrest operation be washed away.

When the NYPD people left, a call popped up on Gillian's cell phone.

It's Ciri.

"Gillian, the computer technology of the principal criminal is very high, and the technical department of the sub-bureau has not locked the IP address. The National Cyber ​​Security Center is setting up an expert team to crack it. It will take at least an hour!"

"Can the background of the live broadcast room be controlled, for example, if I contact the suspect alone, will I be monitored by the main criminal?"

Gillian was not surprised when she heard the news, and even asked other questions calmly.

There was no immediate response on the phone and seemed to be asking a technician.

After a long time, Shirley said, "No way, the backend and servers of the Tik live broadcast room are now completely in the hands of terrorists. God, I have been in the FBI for so many years, and I have never seen such a powerful hacker, combined with assassination, production and burial. Bomb, I suspect they're not alone."

"You're right, Shirley, since hackers are more difficult to crack, let's start with 'bombs' and check the information of EOD experts who have retired in the past five years, especially those with military backgrounds and living in New York State. of."

After a few words of thanks, Gillian arranged a new task for Ciri.

Soon, the police handed over all the case information and surveillance video.

Everyone clicked on the video.

The location of the surveillance probe is at the crossroads, and the screen is facing the side of the shopping center. You can see the exhaust fan suddenly fall, and then a wine-red figure jumps out. It is not until a passer-by passes by that he emerges from the bushes and leaves the scene quickly. .

The command captain on the side suddenly spoke.

"The monitoring time is the same as our arrival time. He should have escaped from our eyes. The suspect has obviously received special training. If he is not an accomplice of terrorists, he is at least engaged in a career like a spy."

"Safro Barron, 17 years old, was born in Florida, his mother was a chemistry teacher at the University of Florida, his father was a retired USMC scout, his parents died in a car accident at the age of 7, and he was fostered at his uncle's house. Multiple juvenile crime records..."

Jamie read out the information just released by the police.

The forensic doctor extracted the target's fingerprints and bloodstains from the taxi early in the morning. As long as there is a criminal record in the judicial system, the result of fingerprint comparison will be very fast.

Gillian took the phone.

It marked in detail the various cases that Barron was tried by the juvenile judiciary in Florida. Most of them were cases of stealing money, cheating and kidnapping. The most serious one was robbery in the street, and he was sentenced to eight months in juvenile detention.

Looking at the dense criminal record.

It seems to be an old oil.

But this is not enough to explain his ability. Parents have a background in the chemical military. Doesn't it mean that Barron himself will let a five or six-year-old child learn to dismantle bombs?

This is even more outrageous than "Dunklin said he never cheated".

Although catching spies belongs to the CIA's business scope, but the target is related to terrorist attacks after all. The commander immediately analyzed:
"The target tried every means to escape from Queens to Brooklyn, indicating that the next bomb burial site is here. According to the scale of the first scene, the most densely populated areas in the area are the commercial CBD and the technology business district."

HRT goes beyond mission execution to provide tactical solutions to hostage-taking and other high-risk law enforcement activities.

In other words, it is to provide tactical analysis and ideas.

"We can ambush at these two locations in advance, and the next coordinate exposure is less than 20 minutes away. Since the target says that he is being coerced by the bomber, we can use the signal jammer to gain a chance to negotiate with the target. , strive for cooperation."

Speaking of this, the command captain couldn't help but look at Gillian.

Since she asked Ciri just now if she could bypass the bomber's surveillance and contact the suspect's target, it shows that she also has this idea in her heart.

"The most outstanding military commander in the Xia Kingdom once said: The enemy's enemy is a friend. Of course we must strive for the opportunity to cooperate with him. Even if we fail, we are not allowed to kill him. We must keep alive!"

Gillian puts particular emphasis on the last word.

The commanding captain spread his left hand, expressing that everything will follow the arrangement, anyway, they just need to carry out the task according to the order.

"It's not too late, act!"

With an order, Gillian and Jamie went separately, one person led six HRT special police officers, and the engines of the two assault vehicles "rumbling" started at the same time.

The wheels turned slowly.

The taxi stopped near York College.

After paying the fare, Gu Ji got out of the car and walked towards the nearest path. He hid behind a tree on the lawn. When the taxi drove away, he immediately took off his wine-red sweater, revealing a black T-shirt. Take out a brown-green baseball cap and put it on.

Now that the FBI has been dispatched, it won't be long before they lock onto the surveillance video. This wine red sweater is too conspicuous.

Throwing the sweater into the trash can, walked to the side of the road and changed to a taxi.

"Mentor Street in the Central District."

The location that Gu Jiyao mentioned was not the closest to Volut, on the contrary, it was a little far away.

But it is the most prosperous commercial center in the central area. It is composed of 31 buildings of different heights, with dense streets and complicated traffic flow.

Right now, there is not much time left for the second positioning exposure, and bomb disposal is a job that cannot be interfered with, so he plans to use the dense building environment to get rid of the arrest of the police and FBI, and then think about it. Way to go to Volut.

At this time, the phone vibrated.

It was the bomber who reminded him that there were still 15 minutes left.

Gu Ji didn't intend to pay attention to it at first, but the barrage brought him many surprises.

[Fuck!Is the anchor arrested or has he escaped from the mall? How do I watch NYND’s live broadcast? The police have already lifted the blockade? 】

[Do you still need to think about it?The fire alarm has been ringing until now, how fake it is! 】

[Awesome!How did the host escape? 】

[Seven 80 people surrounded, can escape, the anchor will be invisible? 】

[Hahaha, the same method was used twice, but the police were fooled twice, the New York police are so stupid! 】

[Actually, it's not that the police are stupid. The anchor's personal ability is also amazing. Just watching the high-speed car chase, it's not something ordinary people can do! 】

[Anchor come on!Don't get caught!At present, the special police assault vehicle seems to be splitting up from the street, and it should be to squat you in advance! 】

……

Most of the water friends in the live broadcast room were asking how he managed to escape the roundup, but some water friends also provided him with key information.

Like the last one.

Unexpectedly, the live broadcast not only exposed his information, but also exposed the police's arrest plan, which can be regarded as a double-edged sword.

Standing in the perspective of "him", it may be beneficial.

But from the perspective of the national government, excessive media freedom can actually hinder judicial action.

If you switch to China, your TV station has already been blocked.

Gu Ji took out the map, and his brain was running fast.

Brooklyn's technology triangle is not big, and the three divisions are very close to each other. As long as one side can confirm its position, the other team can come to support at any time within 5 minutes.

HRT chose to split up, probably because it wanted to occupy both the commercial CBD in the central area and the technology and enterprise center in Danbo.

"Then, I have to find a way to maximize the mobility of police vehicles, here!"

Gu Ji pointed to a red dot on the map, it was the biggest super mall in Brooklyn: City Point!

He chose here because it is a commercial complex.

In addition to the large number of people, there are also many various passages, densely packed like a hive, which is very suitable for dealing with the police.

(End of this chapter)