Simulation Game: Crisis Management Chapter 416 - 198: Sinaloa Group

As soon as Gu Ji spoke, the atmosphere instantly beca sowhat tense.

After a brief exchange, he learned that the man was nad Riddle, from the United States, working as an electronic hardware developnt engineer at a tech company.

Betty also turned her head to look at Riddle. She could see that he was just a "sub-health" kind of office worker.

Anyone with a basic understanding of running knows that to keep the body stable and conserve energy, one must use the support and reactive forces from moving steps and inertia, particularly mastering breathing and rhythm.

But Riddle’s steps were chaotic, and he was gasping with his mouth open, which would lead to rapid moisture loss in the oral cavity and increase the risk of airway irritation, causing a side stitch.

Riddle suddenly stood upright, looking directly at Gu Ji, smiling faintly.

"Haha, am I supposed to just stay put and wait for death if I don’t co out with you?"

"Mr. Riddle, what do you an by that!"

Upon hearing the latter part, Betty’s tone imdiately turned icy and severe.

Riddle looked at her with a slight bewildernt.

"No way, you really don’t know? Terrorists are taking us to Mazatlan; only drug dealers would do this. This is the Sinaloa Drug Cartel’s stronghold. They also used microwave weapons to burn all our equipnt’s communication microchips. Without rescue arriving, everyone will be taken hostage and killed by those ruthless drug traffickers!"

"What!?"

Betty’s face turned pale with fear, and she imdiately turned to look at Gu Ji, "Mr. Yassen, is what he’s saying true? Does Mr. Bolton know about this?"

"They must have known long ago; otherwise, they wouldn’t be carrying guns."

Riddle nudged his mouth to indicate her to look at the quick-draw holster on Gu Ji’s waist.

Honestly, Gu Ji wasn’t surprised that this guy could analyze all this, he was just a bit curious about why Riddle was so sure terrorists were using microwave weapons. Is it because of his profession?

"Don’t worry, I’ve already arranged for Bolton to quickly relocate the passengers and hide them."

"Good, let’s speed up, make contact with the airline sooner, and we’ll be safe once support arrives!"

Betty patted her ample chest, feeling relieved.

But Riddle on the side couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you can’t be that naive, right? Civil aviation law stipulates that matters on the plane fall under the jurisdiction of the country it’s registered in. Do you think Panama has the ans to challenge a drug lord on xican soil? You’re underestimating the Sinaloa Group, which is currently the largest drug cartel in Arica. The terrorists on this hijacking are just cannon fodder."

"The real mbers of the Sinaloa Group are equipped like paramilitary forces, with heavy and light machine guns, rocket launchers, large-caliber sniper rifles, drones, and armored vehicles. Unless the xican authorities are willing to send elite troops, including action from the United States Drug Enforcent Administration, there’s no chance!"

Betty was left speechless.

Gu Ji also knew that Panama’s military strength is relatively weak, ranked 132nd in the world, at the bottom.

During the "Operation Just Cause" in 1989, the United States dispatched Delta Force to raid Panama, and the Panama Defense Forces were quickly overwheld due to lack of preparation, with the country’s president captured within ten days, effectively becoming a "footnote" that made Delta Force famous.

So, Riddle’s analysis was indeed correct.

The only solution to this crisis is for the xican authorities and the U.S. to intervene.

But there were not many xican passengers onboard, and the Sinaloa Group is powerful, so whether the xican governnt is willing to dispatch troops as support is still uncertain.

However...

Gu Ji turned his head, his eyes intense.

"You seem to know a lot about the Sinaloa Group!"

"? This information is public knowledge; just search for a couple of articles online and you’ll find it!"

Riddle’s eyes looked evasive; clearly, he was hiding sothing, "Oh well, anyway, the farther we run now, the safer we are. As long as we can avoid those drug dealers, we’ll be safe!"

"No way, our first mission is to seek support!"

Betty resolutely refused; as a crew mber, she has the responsibility and duty to protect the passengers.

Gu Ji contemplated silently.

An Arican electronic engineer knowing so much about the structure and armants of xican drug dealers definitely raises suspicion. Whether or not he’s in league with the sunglasses man remains to be seen.

Despite claiming to want to stay away from danger, he might secretly be leading them into the drug traffickers’ stronghold.

Gu Ji had previously ntioned river landmarks, actually intending to observe Betty and Riddle’s reactions.

"Let’s move, we’ll talk more at the riverbank."

He waved his hand, interrupting their argunt.

The jungle in central xico wasn’t particularly difficult to navigate, as this area mainly had a plateau climate. If it were the southern or eastern coastal regions, it would be a completely primitive tropical rainforest.

"Creak!"

"Stop!"

Just as the three passed through a thicket, Gu Ji’s ears pricked slightly, his left arm swinging up and down at his side as he quickly drew a Glock pistol from his waist.

At this sight, Riddle’s face lit up with delight.

"Mr. Yassen, have you served in the rapid response force?"

Gu Ji glared at him from behind a tree, holding the gun with both hands, aiming in the direction of the noise, the right index finger slightly preloading the trigger, instantly entering combat-ready status.

Betty also hid nearby, holding her breath, nervously picking up a rock from the ground.