Crisis Management Game

Everything happened so suddenly.

It had only been more than five minutes since entering the level. Gu Ji didn't have time to think too much and trotted along the dilapidated square pedestrian passage, looking back from time to time.

At the same time, he groped for other items on his body to see if there were any other bombs, just in case the bomber ended up tricking him.

In addition to the [Poison Needle Trap] mines, there are only selfie sticks, power banks, and a Canon camera in the backpack. In the pocket are some documents, lighters and other items.

It is worth mentioning the Volut fourth-generation smart medical watch on the wrist.

In fact, it can be seen from the last round of BASF levels that the classic level has nothing to do with Volut. What secrets it hides, Gu Ji couldn't figure out for a while.

It is more important to concentrate on solving the current crisis.

He had already turned off the live broadcast phone and put it in his pocket, leaving only the sound, otherwise it would be too easy to reveal his personal appearance information and environmental location.

Anyway, the rules set by the Unabomber only require the live broadcast to be broadcast throughout the entire process, and it does not say that the screen must be shown. The voice live broadcast is also a live broadcast.

As for network positioning.

He believes that since the other party can control his mobile phone, it should not be a problem to evade tracking by the communication company and the police.

"Fortunately, there is no surveillance on the New York subway..."

Gu Ji deliberately lowered his hoodie to cover most of his face, and his peripheral vision instinctively scanned key locations around the corners.

Although New York is the most developed city in the world, its urban infrastructure is very dilapidated. This is very similar to Xiangzhou. The New York subway has been built for more than a hundred years and can be said to be a semi-mobile antique.

Coupled with its 24-hour business model, no security checks, no monitoring, and no management, this place has become a gathering place for homeless people. Not to mention at night, there are also people living in the subway during the day.

They urinate everywhere without any scruples, and a few who have no bottom line even defecate directly on the platform. Violence, murders, and shootings often occur in the subway, creating a dirty and messy environment here.

In just the short journey of escaping, Gu Ji saw no fewer than two homeless dens. These people were lying on the ground one by one, with indifferent expressions and no concern for the explosion.

Some performance art cosplayers and young gangsters have chosen to "swim upstream" and seem to want to film some first-hand information and post it online or sell it to the news media.

More passers-by, like Gu Ji, hurriedly ran away from the subway exit.

But what I didn't expect was.

Just when he ran to the exit of the escalator and looked up to see that the exit was just ahead, two New York police officers in navy blue suddenly appeared and shouted:

"Everyone, stay where you are and don't move!"

"Everyone squat down!"

"Cooperate with the investigation!"

The two men walked slowly down the escalator with guns in hand. Everyone stood obediently, and some even raised their hands and faced the wall.

Because the United States has very loose gun control and everyone can possess firearms, in this special case, the police have more power to shoot on the spot than most countries in the world.

This is why he and Passion Guo escaped on the subway platform, and the police dared to shoot them directly after only giving them a few warnings.

Therefore, in the United States, whether ordinary people or lawless gangsters, when they see the police raising their guns as a warning, they will actively cooperate and hold their heads with their hands or place their hands in obvious positions to avoid being accidentally shot.

Gu Jiye imitated passers-by and stood there obediently, leaning his back against the wall, but his eyes were always looking at the positions of the two policemen to see if there was any possibility of escape.

Support positioning.

One after the other, they just cover the exit, leaving almost no flaws.

The American police's marksmanship, personal fighting ability, driving level and teamwork spirit are all very high. Among them, they spend far more time on individual live ammunition shooting and fighting training than police from other countries. Every year, they fire tens of thousands of rounds at the shooting training range. Those with live ammunition, poor physical fitness or excessive body weight may also be dismissed.

There is no breakthrough point, and the overall quality is not low.

It's easy to get killed if you break in by force.

Gu Ji's current location was at least ten meters away from the exit, not to mention having to pass the escalator.

No matter how fast his reaction speed is, he can't be faster than American Iai.

Buzz~buzz~

At this moment, there were constant vibrations in his pocket.

No need to think about it, it must be the bomber who is posting floating barrage again, probably warning him to "don't get caught by the police" or something like that.

At this time, two police officers were also moving in his direction.

On the one hand, he was caught on the spot, and on the other hand, there was a bomb that could explode at any time.

Under the double threat, Gu Ji's adrenaline surged rapidly, and his brain was running wildly.

"Zizzi..."

There was movement from the walkie-talkies on the chests of the two police officers.

"It was found that there were suspected signs of explosion in the sixth carriage of the Line 7 subway. One person died and five others were injured at the scene. We shot one of the suspect's accomplices, and the other suspect fled to Gate B. He was wearing..."

Along with the noise, Gu Ji's footsteps moved quietly, and at the same time, his right hand slowly reached into his pocket. Because the two policemen were listening carefully to the information conveyed by their colleagues, they did not notice this insignificant change.

"Purple sweatshirt!"

As soon as the words fell, changes suddenly occurred!

The moment the two policemen raised their heads to scan, Gu Ji instantly reached out and grabbed the collar of a blond female passerby beside him, and strangled her in his arms with his backhand.

"Don't move!"

"What are you going to do? Let him go immediately!!"

"immediately!"

The two policemen quickly pointed their guns at Gu Ji, a Glock 17 and a Beretta 92F. Seeing this, other passers-by were so frightened that they ducked to the side, and some people simply squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

But Gu Ji was well versed in police tactics. His back was always moving against the wall, and most of his head was hidden behind the female passerby's hair, leaving only half of his eyes to observe. His left arm was strangling his neck, and his right arm was half hidden behind the woman's shoulder. He was holding something in his hand.

That's right.

This thing was exactly the lighter he found when he checked his belongings.

But now it was held tightly in his hand, with his thumb pressing on the top. Looking from a distance, it was impossible to identify what it was.

"Get out of the way! Everyone retreat! Otherwise I will detonate the bomb!"

Gu Ji first shouted that he had a detonator in his hand to make the other party afraid to shoot randomly, and then continued: "Listen, I was also forced. The thugs installed a remote-controlled bomb on me. The real bomber is not Me, he threatened that I must do this, otherwise he would blow me up, and you will know if you check it online!"

The Unabomber's rules only required him not to ask the police for help, but they didn't say he couldn't explain why.

But the two policemen didn't listen to the second half of his words.

On the contrary, the first half of the sentence "detonate a bomb" caused panic and commotion among the crowd at the scene. The young policeman's expression suddenly changed, and he was so nervous that he subconsciously took two steps back.

The middle-aged policeman was still experienced and said sternly: "I advise you to put down your weapons immediately and surrender. A large number of police are now surrounding the subway station. You can't escape!!"

BBQ, and suddenly I was stuck with a magnetic strip. I understand everything in seven days. I have no food and I am thinking of a solution. I will do this for today. I will try to make up for it during the day!