Crisis Management Game

Bolton looked back at the passengers who had been caught, beaten, and intimidated by drug dealers. He suddenly stopped, his eyes full of sympathy, entanglement, and contradiction.

Gu Ji reached out and grabbed his shoulder, but he pushed him away.

"Mr. Yasen, you go first!"

"You want to stay, Bolton? Damn it, it's useless. The drug traffickers control absolute numerical superiority and firepower. You can only watch them do whatever they want without being able to resist. It's better to leave as soon as possible and join the Mexican military and police as soon as possible. !”

"You are right, but as the only remaining pilot of flight AM649, I cannot just watch the passengers being hijacked and leave them alone. Staying here can at least alleviate their panic and provide them with some security. "

Bolton seemed to have made up his mind to die, and gave Gu Ji one last look: "Mr. Yasen, I leave the rescue to you. I hope we can create a miracle again and save AM649!"

"Farke!"

Gu Ji cursed, but his eyes agreed. He immediately stopped paying attention to the passengers around him and ran into the depths of the jungle, near the Mitsubishi Pajero off-road vehicle he had abandoned.

The people who ran with him were basically young people with relatively good physical strength.

The gunshots behind them continued. The drug dealers relied on their large numbers and strong firepower to chase them to death. From time to time, one or two people were hit by bullets and fell to the ground, covering their wounds and screaming.

The number on the task progress bar is also rising.

[Number of civilian deaths on current flights: 17/30]

"Get in the car! Get in the car quickly!"

Gu Ji ran to the car to avoid the shooting. With a huff, he opened the door and jumped into the cab.

Unexpectedly, the last person to follow was Betty.

Ignition, brakes, reverse gear.

The rear of the car swung backwards, and the front of the car was pulled out of the bushes.

While the car was turning around, Gu Ji took out the [Poison Needle Trap] mine from his pocket with his left hand, pressed the start button and threw it out the window.

The landmines fell to the ground in the smoke and dust raised by the tires, and disappeared quickly like a blurred mosaic.

"automobile!"

A drug dealer in the rear noticed that he was about to escape. He immediately pulled the AR-15 rifle in his hand. The bullets hit the car body from far to near, instantly turning the rear windshield into a spider web.

"Ah!" Betty screamed in fright.

"Get down!" Gu Ji stretched out his hand and pressed her under the glove box. His back also slid down. He stepped on the accelerator with his right foot and looked through the rearview mirror. He saw seven or eight drug dealers in the jungle. Cursing angrily, he chased after her like a pack of wolves released from a hungry prison.

Watching them approach the [Poison Needle Trap].

Boom!

The landmine exploded instantly, and hundreds of poisonous needles shot out in all directions like thousands of arrows from an ancient army.

The chasing drug dealers, without exception, were either stabbed in the thigh or cheek with a poisonous needle. Some were stabbed in the eye and jumped and screamed like a monkey with half of their face covered.

In the blink of an eye, they went crazy and stood there as if they had eaten poisonous mushrooms.

Betty glanced back secretly, her eyes widened with curiosity, thinking it was some weapon that Gu Ji had found from the previous drug dealers.

"Mr. Yasen, they shouldn't be able to catch up this time, right?"

"call……"

Gu Ji let go of his hand and was about to drive with peace of mind.

Suddenly, in the shattered rearview mirror, he saw a black drug dealer raising the military green long barrel in his hand and trying to aim. His expression suddenly changed: "Run——!!"

There was no time to even explain.

With a click, he kicked the door open with his hands and feet. Under Betty's shocked eyes, he jumped out of the speeding car without hesitation.

In mid-air, he quickly retracted his knees, curled up into a ball, and protected his head and face with his arms.

A piercing scream roared from above.

Bang, Gu Ji fell heavily onto the grass beside the dirt road and rolled quickly to the side. The friction between the branches and the soil was roughly tearing his clothes and skin apart, but he didn't stop before he could.

Rumble——!

A violent explosion sounded from my ears, and the next moment, a strong shock wave and high temperature swept over me. It was like being hit by a large truck, flying out of the bush and finally hitting a tree trunk.

When he landed on the ground again, severe pain numbed his scalp.

It almost made him faint from the pain.

"Uh-huh..."

Gu Jiji felt as if a red-hot iron had been pressed against his back. It was all scorched and would rupture and bleed at the slightest movement.

He raised his head vigorously, his amber pupils reflected the burning light of the fire.

The leaves were falling, and the white Pajero off-road vehicle had been turned upside down by the explosion. The frame was completely deformed and twisted, and it was burning with raging fire. There was a faint figure, and there was a charred figure, which seemed to have failed to get out of the car in time. Betty escapes.

That's right.

The black drug dealer used an RPG-7 shoulder-mounted anti-armor rocket launcher, which could blow up a car with just one high-explosive round.

At this time, rapid footsteps came from the jungle.

No need to think, it must be those drug dealers.

They surrounded him from all directions, chattering in Spanish, as if they were scolding him or mocking him.

Gu Ji endured the severe pain, but the strap of the AR-15 rifle on his chest had already been burned off. He didn't know where to throw it, so he could only grit his teeth and fumble around his waist, looking for the Glock pistol.

But the moment he touched the metal, da da!

There was a gunshot and severe pain came from his back, and Gu Ji suddenly took a mouthful of blood.

The bullet entered his lung and he was not going to survive.

A fat man wearing a bulletproof vest, with curly gray hair and a beard angrily scolded the boy who kicked him and fired. He seemed to blame him for shooting indiscriminately, and then asked the man next to him who was wearing black eyeliner.

After a while, Huang Mao walked up to him, squatted down, and asked in English:

"Boss, I'm asking you, where did you get that anti-infantry mine?"

"Ahem..."

Gu Ji opened his mouth, but his throat was full of hot blood. He tried to swallow it, looked at the circle of drug dealers standing in front of him, grinned, revealing the bloody teeth inside, "From your mother's skin." In the swallow..."

Bang bang bang!

…

…

"Hello sir, we have prepared 7-Up, Coke, orange juice, tomato juice, coffee, tea and water for you. What do you want to drink?"

"gentlemen?"

"Huhahuha..."

Gu Ji opened his eyes suddenly and subconsciously touched his back, but the smooth touch of his shirt told him, "I'm dead again!"

Although his body had returned to the initial state of the level, the intense pain caused by the high temperature of the shock wave was still eating away at his nerves, causing the muscles in the back of his neck to tremble instinctively.

"Hey sir, the flight attendant is calling you!"

Next to him, the aunt in sunglasses still touched her with her elbow.

The blond stewardess saw Gu Ji sweating profusely and hurriedly leaned over and said with concern:

"Sir, are you okay? I see a lot of sweat on your forehead. Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I, I'm fine."

Gu Ji took a deep breath, regained his composure, then quickly raised his wrist and set a 16-minute countdown on the smart watch again.

By the way, I glanced at the bloody countdown in the upper right corner of my vision. There were only 39 hours left.

This time seems to be plenty.

But having just experienced the second week of the mission, he knew that the emergency landing of the plane was just the beginning. Next, he had to face the search for support, the hijacking of the plane by drug gangs, waiting for the Mexican military and police to arrive, negotiations or exchanges of fire with drug traffickers, and there may be more follow-up. Other tasks.

No matter which link, time is calculated in hours.

In other words, it’s a good deal.

He has two more chances.

If the follow-up tasks take longer, it is likely that the only chance left is this one!

[Subject to physiological conditions...]

"The enemy personnel and firepower equipment far exceed ours. There are not many people who can use guns on the flight. The air police died in two rounds when the plane lost control. I have no way to concentrate the firepower advantage. The only way to compete with the drug traffickers." , just waiting for official support..."

With the game text appearing in front of him, Gu Ji silently evaluated police tactics in his mind.

But no matter how he deduces the tactical allocation, he will not be able to gain the ability to confront the drug traffickers immediately after the plane crashes. Unless he can change the outcome of the plane crash and stay as far away from the territory of the Sinaloa drug cartel as possible, this may be possible. Injury clearance."

However, if you want to do this, look at the plot development in the two weeks.

There are two difficulties in front of Gu Ji:

1. Who is the other drug trafficker’s hijacking accomplice hidden among the passengers in the cabin?

This person is very critical. Not only does he carry a microwave device that can destroy radios, but he may also be hiding other destructive weapons. He will also look for opportunities to contact drug trafficking groups at any time. If this point is not solved, there will always be a huge hidden danger;

What’s even more frightening is that this person hides very deeply;

Whether it was the death of the man in sunglasses, Gu Ji's suggestion to go out to find communication support, or the last time the drug dealer attacked the passengers, he was never exposed. Wasn't he afraid of being accidentally beaten to death by some drug dealer?

2. No matter how much Gu Ji refreshes the game rewards, his ability is never as good as the real captain.

So, if the captain's death could be prevented in advance, maybe he could come up with some better ways to make an emergency landing of the plane safely and smoothly to a nearby airport.

But what can be done to prevent the captain from being killed?

to be honest.

Until now, Gu Ji still can't figure out why the drug cartel wanted to kill the captain. Could it be that the captain was once a retired pilot of some Air Force special forces? Afraid that he would stop the hijacking?

He shook his head in denial.

The captain had already agreed to the drug dealer's request, and there was no reason or position to kill him again.

And according to the plot of the first episode, Gu Ji remembered that when the plane dived and crashed, the man in sunglasses acted very panicked, which means that he probably didn't know that the captain was killed.

Could it be that there was someone else who killed the captain?

Gu Ji frowned and carefully recalled all the details of the second week's cab.

There were no wounds on the surface of the captain's body, only bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the blood spattered onto the center console of the aircraft. This behavior was very similar to the characteristics of death from hemolytic poisoning.

The more common ones are various types of snake venoms, such as American spearhead vipers, African tree snakes, etc. However, snake venom is essentially protein and must come into contact with blood to exert its toxic effect, which is very restrictive. There are also potassium cyanide commonly used in movies and animations, and The perfect assassination weapon: ricin and more.

So the way to kill the captain...

A picture of food scattered all over the cabin suddenly appeared in front of Gu Ji's eyes.

Food poisoning! !

"Fake! Don't you have eyes? My clothes are very expensive!"

【The crisis begins! 】

[Please choose your initial reward! 】

[Language Specialization (Medium)] or [Strength Improvement (Small)]

When the plot started, Gu Ji hurriedly took off his seat belt and stood up, and chose the first reward.

Obviously, the luck in this round is not very good. The power mark is practical, but it is the lowest level after all, and its performance in the empty level is limited.

The blue light fell, and a familiar feeling came to my heart.

Gu Ji felt that he could immediately understand what the passengers around him from all over the world were chatting about.

[New goal: Survive for 30 minutes! 】

Arriving at the quarrel between the short-haired stewardess and the Middle Eastern curly hair, Betty, the flight attendant, had just heard the commotion and was opening the curtain of the business class partition to come over.

Gu Ji pushed through one step ahead.

"Hello, Chief Purser Betty, I would like to ask, do the cab crew members have the same meal time as us?"

"Who are you……"

"My name is Yassen. I am a flying enthusiast and have taken flights served by you before."

"Oh, that's right. Our airline crew adopts a staggered time dining system. The captain is responsible for dining first, and then the co-pilot. Sorry, I still have things to deal with. I will answer your questions later."

Betty briefly explained a few words, but seeing the quarrel getting worse, she had to find an excuse to leave.

Gu Ji slightly regretfully leaned on the back of the chair next to him.

really.

The game will not give you such an easy way to pass the level. The captain's meal is delivered to the cabin at the same time, or even earlier, and when the level starts, less than half of the meal has been distributed.

Gu Ji originally wanted to use the name "7472" and forcibly remind the captain that there was a terrorist attack and not to eat, but that didn't work now.

Because no matter how he died and returned, he could not save the captain.

As for the misplaced meal times mentioned by Betty, it is actually for safety reasons. If two pilots eat the same food, and there happens to be a problem with the food, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the entire aircraft.

As early as the early 1980s, an accident almost occurred due to the issue of airplane meals. At that time, the airplane meal provided included tapioca pudding. Because corresponding hygiene measures were not taken for this food, the crew members all appeared. Poisoning situation.

Later, in order to avoid accidents, the two captains usually ate different foods and staggered their meal times, usually by more than an hour.

"Flight meals are prepared on the ground and then put on the plane. If the attacker is not from the ground, she is the flight attendant responsible for delivering meals to the captain."

Gu Ji glanced in the direction of the cabin through the gap in the door curtain.

That black-haired flight attendant in business class?

She didn’t seem to have any unusual behavior in the last round...

He scratched his hair irritably and turned around. Betty was still apologizing to the Middle Eastern curly hair, while the freckled girl Chloe looked on with disdain and did not hide her disgust for the curly hair.

Riddle, wearing a suit and leather tie, was typing on the computer keyboard.

The blond stewardess continued to push the dining cart to distribute food. After meeting the man in sunglasses, he still took out a dollar bill and handed it to the stewardess with a smile.

Since the "captain" point cannot be solved, the only thing left is to find a way to find the hidden hijacker.

But the game only gave him sixteen minutes in the airplane scene. It was simply unrealistic to delve into each of the 107 passengers in such a short period of time.

So he could only screen out key targets first.

Currently, among the people Gu Ji has come into contact with, Riddle, a man in a suit, is the most suspected. During the second week of inspection, he seemed to know the Sinaloa drug cartel very well. When fighting with drug traffickers, he was also the first to escape and disappear. of.

Perhaps it was because he kept observing and sizing up the relationship during analysis.

Riddle was vaguely aware of his gaze, raised his head slightly, looked at him with his peripheral vision, and then quickly lowered his head.

There is definitely something wrong with this guy!

Gu Ji immediately walked over quickly.

Hearing the footsteps, Riddle, who was sitting in the back, covered his laptop screen in a panic, raised his head and blinked innocently, "Um, sir, what can I do for you?"

"you are working?"

"Ah, yes."

"What job?"

"Um, um... just some reports and stuff. Hey, you know, I've never seen you before. Do we know each other?"

"I met you once before. Your name is Riddle."

As soon as these words came out, Riddle's eyes clearly flashed with a hint of panic, and more of a shock, and he subconsciously murmured: "No, how could you..."

Take advantage of the moment when the other party pulls out the laptop USB flash drive.

Gu Ji rushed forward, raised his hand and grabbed the laptop on the small table.

"Hey! Hey! Why are you robbing my computer!" Riddell became anxious instantly. He stood up and was about to snatch it back, but Gu Ji pushed him back with a palm. His eyes were full of ferocity: "I'm warning you! I'll tell you what you did. You all know! Don’t challenge my tolerance!”

"Wha, what's the matter..." Riddle was pushed to the wall, his eyes were weak and he didn't dare to look at each other.

Another passenger sitting across the seat looked around at Gu Ji and Riddle, seeming a little scared, and immediately stood up and got out between the two of them.

Gu Ji couldn't care about that much at the moment.

Opening the notebook, luckily Riddle didn't have time to remove the encrypted USB flash drive, and the page didn't close. What was displayed was an Excel spreadsheet.

"Fake! Give me back the computer!"

Seeing that the information was about to be exposed, Riddle exploded completely and used all his strength to rush forward and snatch it.

But he was no match for Gu Ji. He twisted around and swung his right fist out like lightning, like a giant ax used to chop trees and wood. There was a loud bang, and then a click, and Riddle's jaw was dislocated. , fell down on the seat, his whole cheek was swollen.

"ah--!"

"Hitting someone!"

Several nearby passengers exclaimed, and in an instant, the eyes of the entire cabin were attracted.

Gu Ji knew that he didn't have much time left for him, so he hurriedly stared at the screen.

Quint Blanchard (Holy Prayer Group), M26 grenades*300, M72A7 rocket launchers*50, transaction amount: 10.75BTC, remittance address ERC20;

Glenda Gordon (Black and Blue), murder robot*30, transaction amount: 123.4 carats of sapphire;

Zamus Blade (Sinaloa drug cartel), suicide drones*30, high-frequency microwave radiometers*10, transaction amount: 879,000 US dollars, remittance address OSA offshore account...

"Why does the content of this form look familiar?"

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows and instantly recalled the contents of the document he had seen on the taxi driver's mysterious computer in the bomb level. He had read the news afterwards and found out that this should be the secret account book of the illegal arms dealer Klika, which contained records For each illegal arms transaction, the source, transaction personnel, amount, account, etc.

But hasn’t this case already been handed over to the federal court and the Naval Criminal Investigative Service because of the exposure of Marine Corps Colonel Saeva’s crimes?

It turns out that Riddle is related to the arms dealer Klika.

No wonder this kid knew so clearly about the drug cartel. He might be an accountant or a lawyer. After Klica was assassinated by the Unabomber's group, he secretly escaped from the company with the backup account book and was not caught by the FBI.

Based on this reasoning, the probability that Riddle was the hijacker became smaller.

"Sir, please stop immediately! What happened!"

Seeing the fight breaking out here, the flight attendant Betty immediately gave up her Middle Eastern curly hair, and then got up and followed the bald air marshal.

Riddle immediately changed his face, or maybe he wanted to use the crew members to protect himself. He pointed at Gu Ji and wanted to shout, but because his jaw was dislocated, whenever he opened his mouth, his facial features were twisted in pain and he could not speak at all.

Passengers who knew the inside story took the initiative to stand up:

"The steward, he suddenly came over and asked this gentleman some questions, and then suddenly snatched his computer and even beat him!"

"Sir, according to the International Civil Aviation Safety and Security Regulations, you have been suspected of violently endangering flight safety. I am now controlling you in accordance with the law. Please cooperate!"

The evidence was conclusive. The bald air police officer immediately took out the handcuffs from behind and prepared to take coercive measures against Gu Ji.

Perhaps because he was worried that Gu Ji's muscles were too big, he kept his right hand on the gun handle. As long as he dared to make any movement, he would draw the gun without hesitation.

The situation was urgent at that time, and Gu Ji counterattacked completely instinctively. He never thought that he would accidentally strike so hard.

Seeing the blond stewardess coming to Betty in a panic with US dollars, he instantly had an idea, raised his computer and shouted:

"Mr. Police, I attacked him for a reason. I found that this man and the man in sunglasses sitting in front of the economy class were acting very suspiciously. After some questioning and grabbing the computer, I discovered that these two people were criminals and were probably conspiring. Prepare to hijack!"

"ah……"

As soon as these words came out, the frightened blonde stewardess panicked and fell to the ground. The dollar bill in her hand also fell out of her hand and fell right at Gu Ji's feet.

The air marshal, Betty, and Gu Ji lowered their heads subconsciously.

It clearly says:

"Turn the plane around immediately and go to Sinaloa Mazatlan Airport, otherwise I will detonate the gas bomb in my hand!"