Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 123 - 93: Major Suspect (Part 3)

Chapter 123: Chapter 93: Major Suspect (Part 3)
"7472..."
Upon hearing the number muttered by Mr. Chao, Wa Xueming finally started to realize that his investigation of the secret room and all his actions were guided by 7472.
But when did he join this organization?
And what does this organization do?
He couldn’t remember many things, as if none of it had anything to do with him.
But Wa Xueming was very clear about one thing.
The fact that he was able to come out alive from underground and gain the trust of Bai Maoliang and Mr. Chao was all due to the guidance of this mysterious organization.
He didn’t care whether they were humans, gods, or demons.
As long as they could help him escape his previous hellish life, what harm was there in becoming a ghost?
Thus, Wa Xueming feigned a nod.
At this moment, there was a knocking sound at the door. The injured Ah Kai walked in, calling out names:
"Mr. Bai said for you three to hurry to the Development Zone. The people from the warlord faction are counterattacking fiercely and need help right now!"
"Okay."
Seeing Wa Xueming not speaking, Mr. Chao had to respond first.
A moment later, the three of them were escorted into a military green SUV, filled with Type 56 assault rifles and magazines.
Wa Xueming felt a bit nervous. Ever since he left the army, he hadn’t touched a Type 56 in years. He examined it up and down, removed the magazine, and quickly inspected the ammunition in the rear view port, trying to recall the feeling from those days.
Mr. Chao slightly raised his brow, feeling that Wa Xueming’s actions and demeanor seemed unfamiliar, very different from the previously confident and skilled impression.
And just as Wa Xueming was about to check the chamber.
Almost instinctively, his left hand swiftly pulled the bolt back.
This one action made Mr. Chao slightly nod; it seemed he was overthinking it.
At this moment, a wealth of knowledge about firearms handling and shooting techniques suddenly surfaced in Wa Xueming’s mind.
The feeling he had back in the army had finally returned.
He adeptly slung the Type 56 across his chest and began loading ammunition into his Type 54 pistol.
Rat-a-tat-tat...
Bang!
At an alley entrance in the Kokang Development Zone, Bai Maoliang was leading his trusted followers in a fierce battle against the troops from the warlord faction.
As soon as the vehicle stopped, a bullet shattered the glass, almost grazing Wa Xueming’s scalp.
Pan Xinli quickly reached out to push Wa Xueming down.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Mr. Chao urged the driver: "Get us out of here, quickly!"
But the gunfire around them became more intense, and soon the driver was hit by a stray bullet in the chest, dying instantly; the vehicle started uncontrollably swerving in an ’S’ pattern, wobbling left and right.
Out of options, Mr. Chao had to unlock the car door: "Wa Xueming, we have to jump out of the car now!"
Saying this, he rolled off the car headfirst.
Gritting his teeth and steeling himself, Wa Xueming also jumped out with Pan Xinli. As his body rolled, the gravel on the concrete road scraped against his skin, causing sharp pain.
Not far away, Mr. Chao was crouched behind a concrete electric pole, calling out softly: "Wa Xueming, what do we do now?"
Nearby, Pan Xinli was also staring at him blankly.
That’s when Wa Xueming remembered that in the underground building, these two had been following him all along, now instinctively conditioned to follow orders.
He quickly lifted his head, his eyes scanning the alley entrance rapidly.
What to do;
What should he do...
As he kept urging himself, his mind suddenly became active, and a large amount of tactical command knowledge and CQB combat rules rapidly resurfaced.
In an instant.
The layout of the alley was mapped out as a blueprint before Wa Xueming’s eyes.
"This is a ’T’ intersection. Pan Xinli and I will advance along the right wall, Mr. Chao, you attack along the left wall, cutting corners to suppress the target on that side, creating a deadly crossfire and shrinking the enemy’s safe zone!"
"Understood!"
Upon hearing the familiar command, Mr. Chao decisively got up and charged forward with his gun.
...
The next morning, the rare coolness in Ningzhou City was refreshing, although a hint of heat lingered in the air.
The Ministry of State Security, Ningzhou City’s Fifteenth Bureau.
"Good morning, Mrs. Zhu!"
Chen Zhiyu had just greeted a colleague when they hurriedly beckoned her to the meeting room.
The meeting room was already filled with all the staff from Intelligence Section One.
A middle-aged man with silver-rimmed glasses and slicked-back hair sat at the center, none other than the deputy director of Section One: Liao Yunqing.
"Now that everyone is here, let’s start the meeting. Wu, distribute the documents!"
Liao Yunqing’s expression was stern, and as he spoke, the meeting room suddenly dimmed, as a projection lamp illuminated the screen behind him.
Chen Zhiyu found a seat, took out a folder, and opened it, revealing the information of one person: Shao Liang!
...
Ningjiang District Narcotics Division.
Zhou Penghui had just entered the division’s entrance when a buzz-cut officer came running over anxiously with documents in hand.
"Mr. Zhou, something’s come up! Just now, the city’s technical department sent a message that they’ve found ’Mr. Shao’s’ criminal record in the internal police network!"
"Really?"
Zhou Penghui’s face lit up with joy; he hadn’t expected good news so early in the morning. He took the file and opened it, "Dianyun Province Narcotics Task Force, investigation initiated just last night?"
But when he read the case description at the end, his previously cheerful face suddenly fell. "New synthetic drug, potent hallucinogen!"
...
Afternoon, Ningjiang District SWAT Unit.
A black assault vehicle drove into the yard.
"Finally, almost time to clock out, tomorrow’s Saturday, why don’t we invite Chen Zhiyu along, ask her to bring a friend, and find a place to hang out for a day?"
The car door opened, and Gao Bo was the first to jump out, stretching lazily.