Crisis Management Game

This is the pinnacle of India's power.

The Presidential Palace of India was built in 1929 and was originally called Victoria Palace. After India's independence, it was changed to the Presidential Palace. The avenue leading to it is called "King's Avenue". Although it is only a few tens of meters wide, it is dotted with many central cabinet government agencies, such as The Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Defense, etc., as well as dozens of magnificent palaces.

What surprised Gu Ji was that the soldiers just took a look and let the convoy drive in without even going through security. They first passed through a vast and beautiful garden, with lush green trees and green grass on both sides of the wide road, and Countless fountains, pools, pavilions and corridors, until you reach the end, stop in front of a majestic palace-style building, which is the presidential palace.

The security here is obviously much stricter.

A large number of soldiers with real guns and ammunition were guarding the door. After the assistant secretary produced his certificates and documents, the soldiers agreed to let him go. The first floor of the Presidential Palace is a gorgeous hall with a red carpet on the floor and simple wood decoration. The secretary arranged for the three of them to wait in the reception room.

Only then did Fatima come back to her senses.

"I can't believe it, Minister, we are actually here at the Presidential Palace!"

"Yes, even the director of the National Crisis Management Bureau did not notify me in advance, indicating that the situation must be urgent and highly confidential. The Cabinet Secretariat must be holding discussions now, and there must be many meteorology professors and naval technical experts. , Vidi, organize your thoughts now and try to explain it clearly at once. Don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous, phew..."

Anurag comforted Gu Ji, but he was so nervous that he rubbed his thighs with his hands.

Gu Ji didn't speak, and kept thinking about how to gain the greatest command power for himself.

Waited for more than ten minutes.

The assistant secretary returned again and took several people upstairs. The architectural structure of the Presidential Palace is very similar to that of the White House. It is also divided into three parts: two side rooms and one main room. Along the way, he saw the audience hall, banquet hall, and library. There are various gorgeous halls, and most of the core departments of the presidential office are on the west side.

Several people came to a room on the second floor on the west side.

A female secretary wearing headphones was guarding the door. After she whispered a few words, she nodded slightly.

"Everyone can go in!"

The assistant secretary stepped forward and opened the door.

Suddenly, a round blue room appeared in front of Gu Ji and the others. The room was covered with blue-gold carpets and curtains. There were about a dozen people sitting in the room. The arrangement of the seats was not square, but very square. They are scattered around randomly, but they are all facing towards the innermost part of the house, near an old Indian man in front of the white fireplace.

He was about fifty or sixty years old, with a medium build, bronze skin, silver-white hair and beard, and was wearing a white shirt with a gray linen collar vest on the outside.

Anurag and Fatima's eyes were straightened and their hearts were beating fast.

Because the white-haired old man in front of him is the No. 1 BOSS of the Indian central government: Prime Minister Dieter!

[Goal: Gain the trust of the Indian central cabinet government successfully! 】

【Please choose your reward! 】

[Emergency Avoidance Improvement (Medium)] or [Disaster Assessment Specialization (Medium)]

As soon as Gu Ji entered the office, a game prompt appeared in front of his eyes, and his pupils could not help but expand slightly.

He originally thought that the Cabinet Secretariat was looking for them, but he didn't expect that the Prime Minister would come forward directly. So this should be the President's staff office. All national policies and orders are discussed and decided from here. The people sitting on the seats are all Two-term senior officials in the Indian government and military, most of whom were in their forties or fifties, were looking at the three of them curiously.

Blue [Emergency Avoidance Improvement (Medium)]: Improve natural disasters, man-made accidents, and public health emergency avoidance capabilities by 31%, increase emergency avoidance knowledge by 27%, increase brain thinking activity in crisis states by 17%, and increase by 13% Instinct muscle response in crisis situations.

Blue [Disaster Assessment Specialty (Middle)]: Improve the initial formation and evolution analysis capabilities of natural disasters such as typhoons, earthquakes, heavy rains, lightning, fires, etc. by 29%, improve the experience in predicting sudden changes in disasters by 32%, and improve disaster scene by 22% Disposition, impaired interpretation ability.

The level has reached this point. In theory, there can be no major changes in the weather.

Even if a tropical storm evolves into a super typhoon, it cannot hit the entire Indian continent, right?

Therefore, disaster analysis is no longer useful to Gu Ji.

On the contrary, the reward one can help him increase his self-protection ability in the next mission, and it will also be more practical.

As the blue light fell, many disaster scenes suddenly appeared in his mind, and the muscles in his limbs trembled slightly, as if these emergency responses were solidifying into his instincts.

[Ultimate goal: prevent tropical storms and secondary disasters from attacking India, and limit the number of casualties to less than 200! 】

[Side goal: Obtain the cooperation of the Mountain Division’s special border troops! 】

Seeing these two tasks, Gu Ji frowned slightly.

He could understand the previous ultimate mission, but he really couldn't understand the side objectives.

But based on the tasks of finding people and finding objects in levels such as Ryder Airport and the Underworld, it seems that this "Special Border Force" has a lot to do with the final hidden goal!

Just as he was deep in thought, the assistant secretary lowered his head slightly, turned sideways and began to introduce the three people:

"Mr. Prime Minister, these three are the people you are looking for, Assam Disaster Management Minister Anurag, Deputy Disaster Commissioner Vidhi, and Meteorology and Flood Disaster Expert Fatima!"

"Are you the bold Vidi Daly?"

The Prime Minister smiled and spoke, as if he had already learned a lot about Gu Ji.

That's right, now that he has come to this point, his details must have been revealed.

Gu Ji couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, this time, the character identity set in the game level was more in line with the game content. After all, agriculture and the meteorological environment were intertwined with each other and could not be separated. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know what to do in front of the national intelligence investigation force. How to make it up.

Anurag winked at him.

So Gu Ji temporarily stopped thinking about the task, took a step forward, and clasped his hands together.

The Prime Minister patted his knee gently with his right hand, and a flash of praise flashed in his eyes.

"It is very rare that you can perform so well in state-level disasters and major floods that are rare in 50 years at the age of less than 30. But what we are more curious about is how you predicted the situation in the Bay of Bengal in advance. A tropical depression will transform into a tropical storm and make landfall again."

“I extrapolated this from past disaster experiences in neighboring countries.”

When he came, Gu Ji guessed that someone would ask this question, so he had already prepared his words. So he told the case of Typhoon "Yutu", and once again strengthened the changes and transformation of the core eye of the storm, as well as the threat to West Bengal. state.

The middle-aged Indian man in his fifties with a red dot between his eyebrows shook his head thoughtfully.

He is Professor Anup, an expert on meteorology and flood issues from the National Disaster Management Bureau of India, and one of Fatima’s most admired people. “Although this child has very bold ideas, his speculation is not unreasonable. The re-formed tropical storm, The damage will be several times that of the tropical depression in Assam, and if it really hits West Bengal, it will be a very horrific disaster!"

"Professor Anup is right. West Bengal is currently in the autumn water storage area, and many reservoirs are full of water. The heavy rainfall brought by the tropical storm will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back!"

At this time, another middle-aged man wearing a light yellow brocade vest next to Anup added.

From the way Anurag looked at him, we could tell that the two not only knew each other, but were also very familiar with each other. They should be his immediate boss: the director of the National Disaster Management Authority.

"Sylwani, do you have any good solutions?"

"Mr. Prime Minister, I think the West Bengal government should be notified as soon as possible, and the water conservancy department should immediately open the gates and release water. Before the tropical storm comes, the water level of the reservoir should be lowered below the safety line, and the police and fire fighters should be organized to set up an emergency rescue team to target areas near the river. Focus on monitoring the severely affected areas..."

Facing the Prime Minister's inquiry, the director of the Disaster Management Department answered in an orderly manner.

After he finished speaking about all the proposals, he sat in the seat closest to the Prime Minister. He was wearing a black suit and his temples were slightly white. He was also the youngest man in the room and finished recording. He raised his head and said, "I think the Director's proposal is fine, Prime Minister." Sir, time waits for no one, do you want to contact the Minister of Water Resources Department of West Bengal now?”

"good……"

"etc!"

Just when Prime Minister Dieter was about to give the order, a voice suddenly came from the staff office, interrupting the high-level conversation.

Fatima turned her head and stared.

Because the person who interrupted was none other than Gu Ji beside her!

The man in the black suit frowned. It was obvious from his voice and expression that he was the cabinet secretary closest to the core of the Prime Minister's power who had spoken to Gu Jitong before. "What problem do you have?"

"Mr. Prime Minister, Cabinet Secretary, I think... it may be too late to notify the reservoir to release water now!"

Gu Ji turned his head and glanced at the meteorology professors and senior naval officials present. "Is there anyone in the room who can bring the Bay of Bengal weather forecast model?"

The bearded deputy chief of staff of the Navy flashed his eyes twice and gave a look to a young man in his twenties or eighties not far away.

The latter took out a laptop from his backpack.

"This is a modified version of the weather forecast model, with data provided by the Naval Meteorological Center and the National Weather Service responsible for model evolution."

Gu Ji didn't know how many times he had seen the model.

After the technician brought up the software, he showed the screen to everyone, took out his mobile phone, found the satellite 3D map of West Bengal, and skillfully gave a speech on the dual verification and inference of meteorology and hydrology.

"The northern part of West Bengal, like Assam, is close to the Himalayas. Now that the latter has experienced flash floods during the calm period due to suspected glacier breaks, West Bengal also has such hidden dangers, not to mention, with Most dams only have the drainage speed of 4 to 6 leak holes, which cannot withstand the tropical storm that is coming tomorrow afternoon!"

"Vidi, as you said, what is your solution?"

Chancellor Dieter touched the white beard on his chin and did not rush to deny, but asked first.

Gu Ji glanced at several senior officials of the military region, then looked at the cabinet secretary, took a short breath, and said seriously every word:

"I think a few key dams need to be blown up!"

"Blow up the dam!?"

"Oh my god...this boy is so brave!"

"Where on earth did this wild boy come from, and he can make such a suggestion?"

…

As soon as the words fell, a stone stirred up a thousand waves. All the senior central cabinet officials and staff present were shocked by Gu Ji's words, including Anurag and Fatima.

Although the two of them had already experienced Gu Ji's "surprising words" method at the state government meeting.

But the idea of ​​"blowing the dam" is still unimaginable.

It is not easy for the Indian government to build a dam. For example, the famous Jharkhand Dam took 42 years from construction in 1977 to completion in 2019. Not to mention how much capital and money was spent. After the dam was built, it improved people’s livelihood. It brings many benefits, such as agricultural irrigation, flood control and so on.

Nowadays, you will blow up a dam that is beneficial to the people with just one word. Anyone who replaces you will find it unreasonable.

But as Gu Ji's partner, Fatima knew very well during these days of life-and-death cooperation that he was not someone who would just talk nonsense, so she also took out her phone and looked up relevant information.

This time, before the Prime Minister could speak, the Cabinet Secretary asked first.

"What's your basis for blowing up the dam?"

“River basin area and dam water storage stock in West Bengal!”

Gu Ji raised the 75.8 flood incident in Xia State as a case study. It was precisely because the water was not released in time that the dam broke, causing several dams in the river basin to break at the same time, causing an irreversible horrific disaster.

"I have personally observed the Guwahati Reservoir in Assam. Yesterday's disaster is today's warning. I know that blowing up the dam will trigger a rebuttal of public opinion and will have a serious impact on nearby people in the short term, but for the sake of West With a population of over 100 million in Bengal, especially Kolkata, this little sacrifice is worth it!”

"Blow up the dam, drain water in advance, and reduce the risk of continuous dam breaches..."

The Prime Minister is worthy of being a Prime Minister. With his past experience, he can immediately see the essence of Gu Ji's proposal.

At this time, Fatima suddenly raised the mobile phone in her hand.

"I found it. I found the analysis by the chief water conservancy engineer after the 758 flood in Xia State. At that time, Zhongzhou Province mainly focused on storage in the plain areas. The emphasis on storage and the neglect of drainage would cause serious damage to the water environment. The main manifestation was excessive accumulation of water on the surface. , it is easy to cause waterlogging, too much water accumulates underground, and it is easy to cause flooding, which is exactly the same as the current strategy of West Bengal’s water conservancy department!”

"At that time, Xia State's national disaster management experts concluded at the disaster project discussion meeting that if the reservoir water could be discharged in advance, the impact of the 758 flood disaster would be reduced by more than half!"

Fatima's data support was of great help to Gu Ji.

Flood expert Professor Anup and the Director of Disaster Management also read the information.

Chancellor Dieter pushed up his glasses.

"So what do you think should be done to blow up the dam?"

"I think the military should take action, such as... the Mountain Division Special Border Force!"