【No. 7 Crisis Disposal Center of Co., Ltd.】

Jos is a crisis specialist at the joint venture company, and his daily work is to give early warning of various crises from the takeover jurisdiction and give response plans.

The company has 12 crisis centers, each with thousands of specialists like George.

These people don't have the strength of the blood code carriers, but they are small parts of the huge machine of the company, inconspicuous and indispensable.

Jos's status is not high, just the most ordinary duty commissioner.

If he doesn't make mistakes in his work in the future, he may have the opportunity to be promoted to the leader of the team of twenty.

But it takes luck and chance.

It's more likely that he'll be in his current position for the rest of his life.

As for the middle-level positions such as department directors and center heads, and even higher-level management positions, that is something that can only be dreamed of.

Today was also a busy day, with all sorts of things going on in the jurisdiction of Crisis Resolution Center 7, and Joss had dozens of crises to deal with.

Depending on the specific situation of the crisis, he needs to prioritize it first.

For example, sporadic attacks by hostile forces, armed provocations, illegal territorial encroachments, etc., if only a few people are killed and do not cause much damage, they will be classified as "low priority" crises.

Low-priority crises can be all that is done with the mobilization of local second-line security forces.

If a facility is attacked in a disruptive manner, or if some technical staff is kidnapped and secret information is leaked, it is a "secondary priority" crisis that may cause harm to the company's interests.

The second-priority crisis is about to be dispatched by front-line troops.

If necessary, elite members can be sent to coordinate with local troops.

As for the "medium priority" crisis...

Oh, that's going to be a lot of fun.

This kind of generally, dozens or hundreds of elites are dispatched at the same time, which is not a small scene.

In general, the higher the level of the crisis, the stronger the personnel to be sent, which is a general rule.

At this time, Jos finished the work at hand and had just refilled a latte, and before he could drink it, another crisis popped up on the screen.

He didn't complain, or rather, he was used to this hectic work.

He clicked on the information and read it unhurriedly.

This is a crisis warning about the Fengqi Plains Research Base 101.

He had an impression of the place.

A few days ago, Research Base 101 was attacked, and he took over the handling.

Because the entire base was completely destroyed, which was a "second priority" crisis, he transferred a razor team to deal with it, and gave them direct command of the local security forces.

Now this crisis warning has nothing to do with the destruction of the base, it is another matter.

The early warning showed that the convoy of the company responsible for transporting the "black core" of the No. 101 research base was attacked by unknown forces, and all the transport personnel died, and the black core was missing.

Looking at the location of the convoy marked by the system, Jos guessed that it was an armed thug that did it.

The black core is a kind of digital storage carrier of the company, which can be understood as a "hard disk".

The missing black core contains the project data of Research Base 101, as well as all personnel information.

If the black core is sold to the old rival "Iron and Blood Consortium" or the "Black Domain Group", it will cause great losses to the company.

Jos directly rated the crisis as a "medium priority".

He mobilized a squadron-sized Razor, a total of 10 combat teams, and 80 Razor fighters through the background system, and asked them to go to the scene of the incident to deal with it.

After dealing with this crisis, Jos finally had a chance to taste a latte.

He took a sip, soaking up the aroma of coffee, and his gaze crossed the workstation to the blonde woman opposite.

He thought to himself: Mary's figure is really getting better and better.

Mary noticed Jos's gaze, smiled at him, and gave him a sneaky wink.

It looks like there's a play on tonight's date! Jos felt the coffee in his hand smell even more fragrant.

Just as Joss was thinking about where to go on a date for the evening, a red pop-up window appeared on the computer screen.

Red, Jos's most hated color, means that a certain crisis has failed.

"Damn, this month's bonus is going to be less." Jos grumbled and put his coffee down.

He opened the crisis, numbered "WF2076194571", and found that it was the attack on Research Base 101 a few days ago.

The content shows that the operation of the No. 12 combat group of the 53rd squadron of the Hellfire Brigade of the Razor Rapid Reaction Force failed, and all 8 crew members, including Captain Arot, lost their vital signs.

Jos couldn't help but curse.

The razor has really lost his face in the past few years!

The sub-priority crisis can be wiped out, no wonder it ranks at the bottom of the company's four elite troops every year!

If it continues like this, I really don't know if the Razor Birdmen can keep the elite establishment!

Jos was helpless, he was just about to transfer this crisis to the background database, when he suddenly glimpsed the location of Arot and the others who lost their vital signs.

"Huh? Borderlands? Jos was puzzled, it was obviously a crisis in the Plains of the Wind, how did he run to the Borderlands?

Jos thought for a moment, then looked at the opposite station: "Team leader, I want to apply for a "Apocalypse Star". ”

The team leader stared intently at his screen: "Why? ”

Jos reported: "The No. WF2076194571 crisis has failed, and I want to see the situation on the ground. ”

The team leader called up the relevant crisis content, and closed it after only a glance: "The Apocalypse Star has more important tasks, and you don't have time to use it in the second-priority crisis, so you can handle it yourself." ”

Jos explained, "A Razor team lost vital signs in the Borderlands, and I suspect they've found the remnants of the old times and engaged in a firefight. ”

Still looking at his screen, the team leader said calmly, "Listen, kid, the world is big, and there are countless relics of the old times in the Borderlands waiting to be explored.

"And the premise of all this is that the company will get more seats in this election of the "Upper Chamber" of the world government, and ensure that it has the right to speak in the future, understand?"

"Alright, kid, go about your business, you're taking up too much of my time."

Jos didn't say anything more, the Crisis Specialist was the lowest-ranking position here, and he was used to having his requests denied.

Jos opens the system interface and discovers that a squadron of bombers is sailing more than a hundred kilometers from the site of the incident.

He thought to himself: since it's in the Borderlands, there are no additional casualties, so let's do a "remote cleanup".

A bit pricey, but convenient.

Jos shrugged, fingers darting across the keyboard, typing in a barrage of commands.

He sent a document to the team leader and said, "I have applied for a 'Galloper II' cruise missile to conduct a remote clean-up of the incident site, and I need your authorization from the team leader. ”

The team leader opened the application for authorization and glanced at it a few times, stamped it with an electronic signature and sent it back to Jos: "The authorization is ready." ”

Jos sent the order to the bomber squadron, then leaned back in his chair and picked up the cup of coffee.

The rich aroma inspired him – head to the new café nearby on a date tonight, Mary will love it!

Thinking of this, he smiled pleasantly.

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(Add one more tonight, and there will be a chapter at eight o'clock)