Crisis Management Game

Growing up, Gu Ji had played not only 1,000 games, but also 800 games.

But he would like to call this "Crisis Management Game":

The king of krypton gold!

The system can obviously grab it directly, but it insists on giving you an enhancement.

There is still 6.4 crisis point. He spent 5 points to light up all the basic skills in the three areas of the research system: natural disasters, accidents, and common defense, and upgraded firearms proficiency to lv2. In this way, no matter the next battle Regardless of the level type, he has enough confidence to deal with it. As for the rest, he can save the treasure chest.

The three basic knowledge skills are the same as his "Police Tactical Action Processing", which are all level 1 and above.

This time there was finally no damn time to wait.

The moment Gu Ji lit up the skill, a large amount of knowledge fragments emerged in his mind, and they were crowded together, taking him more than a minute to digest.

When he opened his eyes again, for some reason, he quickly locked the power strip on the elder brother's bed in the dormitory. The power strip was connected to another power strip, leading to the bedside of the fourth child on the top bunk.

Indiscriminately connecting power strips;

The charging device is not unplugged.

Because there are not enough three-hole charging heads in the dormitory, many students often connect multiple power strips to one socket in order to charge and play with their mobile phones while lying in bed. In the long run, it is easy to cause wire leakage, short circuit and fire.

He also noticed that Laosi’s power strip was always filled with a power bank.

Gu Ji walked forward, reached out and touched the plug and power bank, and clearly felt the hot temperature.

"I'm so exhausted!"

At this time, the dormitory door was suddenly pushed open, and several short-haired young men wearing training clothes and casual shirts squeezed in. The tall cannon head who spoke among them, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was none other than the fourth oldest in their dormitory: Li Zongxuan .

"Hey, you two came back early enough. Have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

Gu Ji sighed and pointed at the power strip: "Fourth brother, your power bank is too hot. The temperature in Ningzhou is high in summer. I'm afraid that it will easily catch fire if it accumulates heat for a long time. I'm just going to help you unplug it."

Li Zongxuan was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to touch it, and heard a hiss from the heat, "Good guy, it's so hot..."

"It's been almost 40 degrees in Ningzhou these two days. It's extremely hot in the training hall. Gu Ji is right. You'd better be careful. If you want to charge, put it on the table to charge. The bedding won't dissipate the heat."

The boss, Jiang Hao, sat down on the lower bunk and took advantage of the situation to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"You better be careful."

Li Zongxuan patted Gu Ji's shoulder and immediately unplugged the power bank.

Gu Ji just smiled.

In fact, he rarely pays attention to these details, but after digesting the "Accident and Disaster Emergency Response" skills, he can easily detect several safety hazards in this dormitory at a glance.

Not only that.

A series of knowledge such as fire prevention and control, flood prevention and earthquake rescue, safety of hazardous chemicals, hidden dangers in production safety, prevention of infectious diseases, allocation of health resources, use of mainstream firearms in the world, intermediate shooting skills, etc., are deeply engraved in the students as if they were born with them. It was as solid in his mind as the police tactics and operations he had studied for four years.

In just one minute, he saved many people three or four years of time and energy.

Gu Ji suddenly remembered the topic of "brain-computer interface" that was hotly discussed on the Internet some time ago. If this technology is really developed and the human brain is connected to the computer, will it be like what he is doing now? No matter what knowledge, all it takes is a "copy" Paste" and you will learn.

He had a vague hunch that the developer behind this "Crisis Management Game" was anything but simple!

The continuous high tension and high-intensity counter-terrorism processing in three rounds of death, coupled with the strengthening of the research game, made Gu Ji a little tired.

Anyway, there is still a long time before the next round of levels.

He threw himself on his bed.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he slipped out of the upper bunk and stretched out his head. It was Gao Bo, "No way, you went to bed so early. Have you checked the WeChat group? Lao Fang has just sent out the graduation exercise questions for our SWAT Academy." Now, you, me, Brother Xuan and the boss have all been assigned to the second scene: murder house hostage rescue."

"We are the first one, bus hostage rescue."

The third child, half lying on the bed by the window, looking fair and clean, answered a question on his cell phone.

As graduation approaches, professional instructors from each college will select students to rehearse programs and participate in the graduation ceremony.

Different from ordinary singing, dancing and other programs, the special police major has always been the trump card major of the Ningzhou Police Academy. The school attaches great importance to it. It has appeared as the finale every year. It is supposed to promote the school. Not only is it willing to spend a lot of money to create a professional drill scene , and will also invite leaders of the provincial and municipal police bureaus to visit.

Gradually, this graduation exercise became the best opportunity for SWAT academy graduates to show their face before joining the police force, and everyone took it seriously!

Gao Bo shook his eyebrows and grinned evilly, with the expression of a greasy uncle seducing his little sister, "Why don't you get up and play two lottery numbers to practice your coordination first?"

Gu Ji closed his eyelids and waved his hand: "You guys go ahead, I'm really tired today, so I'll go to bed first."

"Okay, Brother Xuan, eldest brother, second brother, let's fight!"

After Gao Bo got out of bed, during the "anxious" battle between several people, Gu Ji became more and more conscious, and finally fell into sleep completely.

at the same time.

Ethiopia, Lede International Airport.

It was just after noon, and the scorching sun hanging overhead was particularly dazzling.

As the capital's old international airport, the road environment here is obviously a little more desolate than the newly built Addis Ababa Bole Airport in the south of the city, but there are still many vehicles coming and going at the entrance of the airport hall.

"Axi, sister, I told you that this time I captured a shocking secret. When I return to China to edit and publish it, it will definitely become a hot spot on the Internet. By then, I will also become the most popular war photographer in South Korea. , let mom and dad see their son’s true ability!”

In the back seat of a yellow-green Toyota taxi, an Asian man wearing a light yellow maple leaf shirt, a bun, and a half-grey and half-black beard was holding a mobile phone with a proud look on his face.

On the phone, a nice female voice came: "Brother, please stop making trouble. I've been watching the news these days. It's very uneasy in Ethiopia. You should go back to the club immediately. Your brother and I have been very busy recently." If you want to die, just come over and help."

"Axi...what are you helping me with? Are you doing some odd jobs?"

Hearing these words, the man with a round head suddenly became very angry. Seeing the car parked at the entrance of the airport hall, he hurriedly took out a few bills from his pocket and threw them to the driver. He got out of the car in a hurry, "Stop talking, sister, I Now I'm busy catching a plane, and a lot of troubles are chasing me."

After hanging up, he muttered "Assi" and walked into the airport gate immediately.

After finally passing the door inspection, just as the man with a round head was about to take away his backpack, several security personnel in black clothes suddenly walked towards him and stopped him.

The leader, a black female supervisor, smiled and said: "Sir, we have some objections to the items in your backpack. Please follow us to the office for further inspection."

The ball-headed man was slightly startled and replied in broken English: "Do I have any questions?"

"Sir, please cooperate. It's just a routine inspection."

The female supervisor emphasized again.

He checked the time on his watch and had no choice but to obey the female supervisor and the others and come to the office.

The office is very simple, with only filing cabinets, a sofa, and a white desk. Behind the desk sits a middle-aged bald man playing with his mobile phone.

"Sir, please cooperate and open your backpack."

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