Jiang Chen's proposal made Misbah slightly stunned, but he quickly shook his head and declined.
"We appreciate Mr. Jiang's kindness. Malaysia has professional anti-terrorism forces and we do not need help from foreign anti-terrorism forces."
As a private military company, the military branch of Starlink Trading is notorious. It is even more famous than the three evil dogs of the United States: Blackwater International, Clover Jungle, and Deyang International. Its three most classic battles were the Pannu Islands coup, the independence of Mindanao, and the Moro self-defense counterattack.
Its combat effectiveness is not inferior to that of a regular army of any country.
This army is nominally a mercenary and a New Kingdom defense contractor, but all countries do not really regard it as mercenaries, but regard it as a regular army outside the regular establishment. Although the hostage incident in Kuala Lumpur is difficult for the Malay Prime Minister, it is far from difficult enough to require help from foreigners.
However, after understanding what Misbah meant, Jiang Chen shook his head.
"You misunderstood what I meant."
"Oh?" Misbah raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Chen with questioning eyes, "I wonder what Mr. Jiang's proposal is?"
"The terrorists occupied the shopping mall building, took control of the surveillance in the building, and cut off the surveillance from the outside world. If I guessed correctly, they must have also controlled the backup generator in the building. Even if the power to the building is cut off, They can also maintain power supply to the building for a long time. In this case, it means that your anti-terrorism forces have to carry out rescue operations under the eyes of the terrorists. Am I right?" Jiang Chen He said with a smile.
"We have contacted the construction contractor of the building and will send the construction drawings soon. We have professional anti-terrorism experts. This is our own problem. Mr. Jiang should not worry about it." Misbah shook his head.
"Of course it's your own problem, but we can provide you with better equipment and increase your success rate of rescuing hostages." Jiang Chen looked at Misbah with a smile, and then glanced at the Chief Superintendent, "Future Man Aren’t you interested in the drone produced by Heavy Industry?”
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The distance between Koro Island and Kuala Lumpur is not very far. Even with a commercial airliner, it can be reached in two to three hours.
Jiang Chen made a phone call and asked Crescent Island to prepare equipment and planes. Two beta-2 police drone terminals and more than twenty drones were loaded onto the transport plane, accompanied by a drone expert from Starlink Trading.
The chief of staff called the Prime Minister, and soon Prime Minister Razak approved Star Circle Trading to participate in the hostage rescue. Kuala Lumpur is the capital of Malay. Now the media all over the world are focusing on how the Malay government solves this incident.
It is no exaggeration to say that the final outcome of the hostage crisis will affect Malay's national image, tourism, and investment rating for at least five years, or even longer.
On the one hand, the Kuala Lumpur police used negotiators to calm down the terrorists while delaying the attack. On the other hand, they cooperated with the anti-terrorism special forces to prepare to rescue the hostages.
After hearing that Misbah had hired foreign aid for himself, Ghaffar, the head of the Anti-Terrorism Office, was dismissive and said that his subordinates did not need those toys at all. As long as they had seen the mall map sent by the construction company, they could easily get into the surveillance system. The blind area of vision is to rescue the hostages.
However, after getting the architectural drawings, his face suddenly turned green.
At least judging from the drawings, it is almost an impossible task to get close to the hostages without alerting the terrorists in the building. And just for the rooms designed on this drawing, there are too many places that could be used as hostage placement sites!
Not only him, but also the anti-terrorism expert from the army looked helpless after getting the architectural drawings.
The media are all waiting for news about them outside the cordon. They have been preparing for so long. Is it time to start rescuing the hostages
Just as Jaafar and anti-terrorism experts were sweating profusely in the temporary command room, an explosion-proof vehicle stopped at the door of the temporary command room, and a man with a Chinese face walked in.
Jafar frowned slightly after seeing him.
"Who are you?"
"this is my name card."
The man said calmly, and then walked to the map with the toolbox, leaving Jafar with a confused look on his face.
Soon, Misbah came in and explained to Gaffar.
"This is a drone expert from Starlink Trading."
Jafar frowned, "I said, I don't need those gadgets."
"So do you have a better idea now?"
Misbah's words made Gaffar pause slightly and couldn't say a word.
Seeing that the stubborn director of the counter-terrorism office did not speak, Misbah continued.
"The Prime Minister asked you to solve the problem within five hours. There is still one hour left. If the terrorists execute the hostages, will you bear the responsibility?"
Cold sweat dripped from Jafar's forehead. He moved his stiff neck and nodded reluctantly.
"Okay, let him try."
As soon as the drone expert from Starlink Trading arrived, he just glanced at the map, took a few photos of the map, turned around and left the command room without saying a word, dragged out the equipment from the car he came from, and started Preparations were made.
Jafar watched him fiddle with the equipment. After watching for a long time, he didn't see any clue, so he couldn't help but said aloud.
"The noise of the drone will attract the attention of terrorists. You are kidding with the lives of 79 hostages."
"Our drones make no noise." The drone expert said calmly.
Jafar looked at this man as if he were a monster.
Drone has no sound? What kind of international joke are you kidding
However, just when he was about to say something, the drone expert quickly shut him up with actions.
I saw the drone terminal deployed on the road quickly pop open the cover on the casing, and a palm-sized drone flew out from inside, hovering steadily over the drone expert's head. On hand.
If you weren't close, you wouldn't be able to hear the faint buzzing of mosquitoes.
In an instant, he felt deeply ashamed of the drones that had previously looked down on Starlink Trade.
It is also a four-rotor drone, but Future Heavy Industries' built-in aluminum alloy fan blades do not have the wind-like roar of other drones on the market when rotating. It was like an invisible hand, dragging the entire drone from below.
This drone expert told Ghaffar with facts what technology is and what it means to turn decay into magic!
Looking at the drone, Jafar said blankly.
"Where are you going to let these little guys in?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jafar realized that the question he asked was stupid.
Where to enter? Aren’t the vents of central air conditioners all roads? With the mobility of this drone, where do you want to go
The central air-conditioning pipes in the shopping mall building extend in all directions. These drones can get into any place that humans cannot enter! Want to pinpoint the location of a hostage? It's so easy!
Sure enough, the drone expert also thought this question was idiotic and had no intention of answering him.
He took the tablet and poured the scanned map into it, and then set the drone's flight path along the central air-conditioning duct. I saw a dozen drones flying out of the terminal and entering the dark shopping mall building.
After doing all this, the drone expert looked at Jafar who looked confused and said calmly.
"Let your people prepare and start working."
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