crisis management game.

"God, how could this be..."

Yasen's eyes widened subconsciously.

He has been staying in Brasilia for this period of time, so he is naturally very aware of what is happening in the country now.

Originally, Viana, the first deputy speaker of the Senate who publicly opposed PM's investment in the construction of an arms factory, was killed, and PM's suspicion was the greatest.

However, Congress has recently restarted the proposal, which seems to intend to promote cooperation between the two parties, so that public grievances are boiling.

Now, every day at the gate of the Capitol, people raise placards to oppose it.

At such a tense moment, if the news of Kerby's death were to be revealed, it would definitely arouse the outrage of the whole country, and even lead to public riots!

"Sheriff Surik, that Kerby is..."

"Died of a drug overdose."

Looking at each other, Sulik's eyes clearly contained anger, "But we have checked his social background, and the deceased had never been contaminated with drugs before his death, including his family and friends, and they don't believe that he took drugs..."

"Murder?"

"I asked the first eyewitness, and he said that he had seen gang members operating near the scene of the crime, but when I wanted to investigate in depth, I always encountered various obstacles and pressures. I suspect that someone above did not want us to continue the investigation."

"To be able to intervene in the headquarters of the Federal Police Department, the background is definitely not small."

Yasen looked away.

The first thing that comes to mind is Congress.

Reminiscent of the act of Congress hastily proposing foreign arms dealers to build factories after Viana’s death, it is obvious that someone is “taking care” of PM Company, and if the proposal is to pass smoothly, it must first reduce the influence of public opinion, then PM Company must do everything possible to erase the negative information...

Sulik obviously also saw what Yasen was thinking, his eyes were already gloomy.

"The Deputy Headquarters hopes to investigate to the bottom and uproot the mastermind behind it, but our federal police's goal is too big now. The old Muller recommended you to me, Antonne Yassen. He served as a major officer of the Jungle Expeditionary Army and the commander of the Fifth Tactical Company of the BOPE Special Police Force.

"Mr. Muller just likes me better."

Arthur said politely.

Muller was the sheriff when he was in the BOPE force, but he has already retired and is enjoying his old age.

The two have worked together for 17 years, and it was precisely because of a phone call from the old sheriff that he came to the headquarters of the Federal Police in the middle of the night to meet with Sergeant Surik, who is in charge of the capital's criminal investigation department.

"The old Muller's vision can never be wrong."

Sulik narrowed his eyes, "I will give you a list of BOPE troops, you can choose anyone you want, and you will be the captain of the special operations team, and you will only be responsible to me. I will secretly track down the truth about the death of the deputy speaker and Kerby. No matter who is behind the scenes, as long as you have evidence, you will be severely punished!"

"it is good."

Yasen answered very simply.

After working in the military and police force for so many years, being able to join BOPE naturally has no room for crime in his eyes.

Furthermore, he also wanted to take this opportunity to use the capabilities of the Federal Police Headquarters to investigate the escaped Riddle.

That's right.

After the plane crash in Mexico.

This guy Riddle had already disappeared. According to his investigation in Mexico and his intelligence network, he learned that this kid probably changed a fake identity and sneaked into Brazil for refuge.

That's why Yasen turned down the recent recording of the Discovery Channel program and has been chasing him in the capital Brasilia.

But after all, Riddle used to help a major American arms dealer in black accounts, and he was very cunning.

So much so that I haven't caught his shadow until now.

Yasen has always believed that as long as he can catch Riddle, he may be able to unravel the truth of why he has the ability to save the crash, and which organization is behind it!
……

"Fack! The rain has finally stopped!"

Barron was sitting in a rented car, drinking fruit juice, looking up at the blue sky outside the windshield, cursing and cursing.

Since the senior management of PM company has been staying in the luxury hotel, there are bodyguards everywhere, so there is no chance of infiltration.

In the past few days, he has been tracking the movements of PM's mercenaries.

I don't know where this guy provoked 7472, so I have to keep an eye on it.

However, the longer he followed, the more he could appreciate the terrifying energy of this company.

Leaving aside the group of professional mercenary killers who hunted him down in New York, it would be an exaggeration to simply kill the most powerful second person in the Senate in a foreign country in Brazil.

Even the local gangsters are kept in check.

Even willing to stand up to the wind of public opinion to frame and murder a digital blogger with millions of fans.

Is there really no law that can sanction it?
The answer is:
Not really!
After the news about "Kerby's death from drug overdose" was exposed, everyone didn't believe it. They all believed that PM company did it, because it was the only one with vested interests. Besides, who would have a death feud with a digital blogger?

However, the police have only announced that gangsters committed the crime, and have not found any personnel from the PM company involved.

This behavior of "fooling children" by the government and law enforcement agencies has undoubtedly aroused huge public resentment.

For a time, riots broke out frequently in Brasilia.

In just one morning, while driving, Barron encountered many office buildings of police stations and government departments being splashed with dirty water and glass smashed.

Not only that, but along the way, there were many passionate young people parading with banners high.

Intended to force the police to reveal the truth.

After drinking the drink, just as Barron was about to open the car window and throw out the trash, he suddenly felt a "rumbling" sound on the ground, as if an earthquake was about to occur.

As a result, when he looked through the rearview mirror, he couldn't help shivering suddenly.

The eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.

A heavy armored vehicle covered in camouflage, carrying a machine gun, and several policemen in green and white camouflage combat uniforms, black helmets, gas masks, and LAR rifles are slowly approaching.

And behind it, there were several troop carriers, which were full of policemen in the same green and white camouflage uniforms.

Some were armed with batons and riot shields, some with grenade guns, and some with submachine guns.

Barron turned around immediately, his eyes widened, and he saw the words "BRECM" painted on the side of the car.

But to be honest, he has been in Brazil for so long, and he has never seen this kind of police force. If it is an anti-riot police, the logo on the police car should be "COE". Moreover, the size and equipment of the force in front of him are a bit too exaggerated, completely like an army.

"What happened, why are there so many troops assembled?"

"I heard that thousands of people gathered in the suburbs of Palona and are marching in the direction of the Three Powers Square. The patrolling police have been unable to stop them!"

"Uncle, do you know what this army is used for?"

Barron heard two people chatting in English on the side of the road.

One of the brown-haired curly-haired uncles seemed to know more, so he came up to ask a question.

Unexpectedly, the other party really knew a lot: "Brazil's public security is in charge of the federal police, civil police, military police and city guards. This is the special situation and crowd control battalion in the military police. It is a kind of anti-riot force and is responsible for suppressing riots and resistance!"

"Thank you uncle, may God bless you every day!"

While talking, Barron suddenly saw the group of mercenaries he was following coming out in a black SUV.

So he left his words, hurried back to the car, and followed.

He leans on the right side of the Blast Special Control Unit, while the PM Mercenary is on the left side of the unit.

The three parties walked along the main road all the way to the center of Brasilia.

All the way down the street, the passing vehicles and passers-by all stopped to watch, and most of them took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

After all, it is rare in Brazilian history for military police to go to war in such a way.

And as he gradually approached the city center.

Barron also vaguely heard the commotion, turned his head and saw a group of people from Wu Yangyang on the right side of the turning intersection, surrounded by traffic, heading towards the Three Powers Square.

The leading group of people had cloth strips with slogans tied on their foreheads, holding white banners high in their hands, on which were written in eye-catching red paint: "PM get out of Brazil", "We want the truth", "Restore Kerby's innocence" and so on.

Among them, many enthusiastic young people still carried sticks in their hands, and some even held up lighters.

There is a posture of "if you disagree, just do it"!

The Square of the Three Powers is the center of power in Brazil.

Around the square, there are concentrated political buildings such as the National Assembly Hall, the Supreme Court, and the Presidential Palace.

No wonder the government has deployed a military police force.

If this really makes these people rush to the Capitol, the country will be completely messed up!

As the parade troop approached, the traffic at the intersection was completely paralyzed.

Seeing the group of mercenaries get out of the car, Barron also pulled over the car, grabbed a gray peaked cap and put it on his head, lowered the brim of the cap, and followed.

At this time, a middle-aged Brazilian police officer emerged from the leading armored car, holding a loudspeaker, and shouted at the parade at the intersection:
"Listen everyone! Your behavior has seriously hindered public safety and traffic, please disperse immediately! Disperse immediately! Don't go any further! Otherwise, we will take compulsory measures! Repeat, your..."

"Go away! Damn lackey!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone, we stand together, they dare not do anything to us!"

"Yes! Let's go together, and we will never stop unless we make trouble at the gate of the Congress!"

"God will never forgive you slaves who kneel before money!"

……

Although the Brazilian middle-aged police officer repeatedly yelled, the people in the parade didn't listen at all, especially after being provoked by those leaders, their emotions became even more agitated.

Seeing that the situation is out of control.

The middle-aged police officer could only order the troops to stop them forcibly.

In an instant, all the explosion-proof police officers on the personnel carrier jumped out of the vehicle, and under the command of the captain in charge, they quickly assembled at the intersection. Those holding transparent explosion-proof shields stood at the front, a total of three rows, and completely sealed off the 250-meter road leading to the Three Powers Square.

Barron thought that things would be in a stalemate until the government came forward to mediate.

Unexpectedly, the group of PM company mercenaries he was following sneaked into the parade, and one of them was a bearded man with a black backpack in his hand.

When approaching a middle-aged man holding a banner and wearing glasses.

The two exchanged glances, and under the shadow of the team, they didn't know what to do.

The same goes for several other people nearby.

Barron scratched his head, feeling like his CPU was about to burn.

Because he found that all these people who were contacted by the PM mercenaries, without exception, were the ones who took the lead in provoking the mood of the parade just now!

Could it be that……

At this time, the distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Seeing that they were less than 50 meters away from the anti-explosion troops holding shields, the parade suddenly stopped. The man with glasses who was playing tricks with the PM mercenaries just now stood up, holding a brick in his hand, and rushed towards the anti-explosion police.

"Stop! What are you carrying in your hand! Stop now! Or I'll give the order to shoot!"

"Stop immediately!!"

Seeing that the man was halfway there, he suddenly threw the brick in his hand and smashed it on the shield of the anti-riot troops.

But the policemen with rifles behind them still didn't dare to shoot.

After all, in such a tense and serious scene right now, if one misses, it may lead to a catastrophe!

With the man in glasses taking the lead, the rest of the "internal agents" who had taken the PM mercenary's things also threw out the things they had prepared in their hands, including stones, clothes, fruits, and even dog poop.

"What the hell is PM company doing? The more it provokes the two parties, the more it will be unfavorable for the proposal to build a factory?"

Just when Barron was at a loss.

Suddenly, amidst the chaos, a black package was thrown out, right under the shield of the riot police.

One of the officers put his shield over his head and tried to crouch down to inspect the package.

But the moment he unzipped the zipper, his face suddenly changed:

"Run! It's a bomb!!"

"Boom--!"

With a loud noise, the black package exploded like a thunderbolt.

Immediately afterwards, there was a strong explosion shock wave in the air, which expanded outward at an astonishing speed, triggering a violent gust of wind, and knocked out all the surrounding police officers holding riot shields. Countless shields and batons flew into the air, and scattered all over the ground like dumplings.

Even Barron, who was watching the show more than ten meters away, felt a gust of wind blowing against his face.

The people in the parade were even more confused.

As civilians, they have never seen such a scene before. The moment the explosion sounded, many people sat on the ground paralyzed on the spot, and a few timid people were so scared that they peed their pants!

"There are explosives! Everyone retreat! Keep a safe distance! Gas team, immediately use strong methods to drive away!!"

"Yes!"

Fortunately, the power of the bomb was not too great, and the middle-aged police officer quickly adjusted his team and gave the order.

In an instant, the unaffected police officers with shields immediately came up from the two sides and began to cover each other, pulling the wounded back. In the center of the line, a group of small teams armed with similar grenade launchers rushed out, lined up, and aimed their guns at the parade.

"three two……"

"He, what are they going to do?"

"They are going to shoot and kill people! Everyone, run away!!"

"One! Let it go!"

"Bam! Boom! Bam..."

In the next second, everyone pulled the trigger at the same time, and several black objects were sprayed out from the fist-thick muzzle, and fell in the middle of the parade.

At this moment, the people who had already been terrified to urinate, fled back desperately.

And with the sound of "嗤嗤嗤", countless black objects began to spray gray gas crazily, and those who inhaled the smoke were crying and sniveling, covering their chests and coughing violently.

It's a tear gas gun!