Crisis Management Game

"Woo——! Kuba Kuba..."

"Huh!"

There was a harsh whistling sound, and Gu Ji suddenly opened his eyes in shock!

The first thing he did was to confirm the death countdown in the upper right corner of his vision.

Ever since the Ryder Airport checkpoint, he had not cared so much about the checkpoint time limit for a long time. But when he saw the red numbers of 56 minutes, 12 seconds and 11 seconds beating, Gu Ji finally felt what a sense of oppression was coming from his face!

[The items you are carrying have been delivered, you can check them by opening your backpack! 】

【The crisis begins! 】

[Please choose your initial reward! 】

[Flash Persian Specialization (Big)] or [Strength Improvement (Big)! 】

Yellow [Simian Persian Specialization]: Proficient in the Shamish and Persian languages, as well as the history, customs and customs of the Middle East and North Africa, and proficient in the local language.

the Middle East?

"Hehehe, Heilimoqike..."

Just when Gu Ji was checking the reward options, a sweet laughter suddenly came from the opposite side, speaking in a language he couldn't understand at all.

Gu Ji looked up and was slightly startled.

A beautiful Persian girl was smiling at her.

Although it is just an ordinary white dress, it outlines her slender and elegant figure. Her wheat-colored skin has a faint pearl luster, and her long, slightly curly dark brown hair is like a waterfall, smooth and shiny. What is attractive is her pair of blue-gray eyes, which are like beautiful lakes. The unique Persian double eyelids add to its exotic appeal and make people unable to take their eyes away.

Gu Ji is used to seeing beauties like Chen Zhiyu and Li Yanan.

I have to admit that the "Persian cat" in front of me is indeed very charming.

I originally thought that extracting Yasen's six languages ​​would be enough for me to "run the world". However, in order to adapt to the level environment as quickly as possible, Gu Ji chose the language imprint.

Yellow light falls.

He immediately understood what the Persian beauty had just said, which meant "thank you very much."

"To be honest, I think what you said makes sense. I do like taking pictures, but my family has never allowed me to go abroad to be a model."

[New goal: Find the disaster point of the accident! 】

The Persian beauty continued to talk to "Gu Ji" seriously.

But Gu Ji no longer planned to continue talking nonsense to her.

Time is precious, and every second wasted may make it more difficult to pass the level.

He quickly groped up and down and took out all his personal belongings.

There are mobile phones, smart watches, tickets, cash, bank cards, "The passport... was found, Amin Wahid, Iran, 28 years old."

"Hey! Amin, what's wrong?"

It seemed that Gu Ji's quick rummaging movements were a bit off-putting, and the Persian beauty in front of him couldn't help but misunderstand what happened to him.

Amin in the photo looks quite handsome, with light brown skin, fine short hair, and a manly beard. In addition, Gu Ji felt the muscles when he searched his body just now. He is a standard Iranian handsome guy. No wonder he knows such a top-notch guy. Beauty.

"I have something urgent and need to leave first, sorry!"

But Gu Ji still didn't have time to chat. He got up and packed his things without even looking at her.

Just when he was about to leave his seat, a figure suddenly bumped into him. He staggered a few steps and almost fell in the middle of the aisle.

"Damn it! Did you do it on purpose?"

The man was a fat-bellied Persian uncle. The first time he stabilized his figure, he turned around and scolded Gu Ji.

That's right.

This is a train.

And judging from the decoration of the train, the price should not be cheap. The white air-conditioned carriage, dark blue carpet, burgundy woolen sofa seats, one row on the left and right, are spacious and comfortable, much like domestic soft-packed trains.

"Damn it! I'm talking to you, kid, didn't you hear it?"

Seeing that Gu Ji ignored him for a long time, the fat uncle immediately got angry and walked towards Gu Ji menacingly.

Unexpectedly, the Persian beauty actually stood up and said with a smile: "Oh sir, please don't be angry, he just didn't notice you coming."

"Hmph, you are lucky today!"

Perhaps the beauty was too beautiful and charming, and the fat uncle was too embarrassed to continue to get angry, so he said a harsh word and turned towards the back of the car.

"This woman is so beautiful..."

Looking ahead and to the right, in the seat on the right side of the carriage, a young Persian man wearing a black peaked cap and dyed yellow hair couldn't help but stare at the Persian beauty's butt and licked his tongue.

"Please give me a little more time, I will definitely get the money tomorrow, really!"

Behind him, on the left side of the carriage, a middle-aged black-haired man in a suit with his back turned to him was making a phone call, feeling extremely excited.

"Gurgling..."

Across the aisle, a young fat man opened a bottle of water and poured it down his throat.

"Excuse me, please give way."

In the direction of the front of the train, a tall and thin Persian man wearing a gray robe, a white gauze scarf, and a long beard passed by a Persian woman and stood at the entrance of the train carriage connecting passage.

"Hey! Amin! Hey!"

Perhaps Gu ignored him for a long time, which made the Persian beauty a little unhappy. She shouted twice and simply stood in front of him, blocking her sight: "I'm talking to you, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly become He looks so distraught!"

"I told you, I'm in an emergency."

Gu Ji stretched out his hand and pushed her away, turned around and found the backpack on the luggage rack above. After seeing the [Super Demolition Hammer] shining with gun gray luster inside, he walked straight towards the front of the car, leaving the Persian beauty standing alone. Standing there, looking at him in disbelief.

It is clear.

With such a short mission time limit, he could no longer pass the level as before, but had to change his approach:

Collect information at all costs!

Gu Ji shuttled between the carriages, his eyes were like laser scanners, and he would carefully check everything he looked at, including suspicious faces.

Although the level setting this time is an accident disaster.

But any crisis is almost always related to people, such as the cruise ship checkpoint, and finally Mio Ito’s release of the Yezo virus. Another example is the World War II factory checkpoint, which was also due to improper management by the BASF factory manager.

However, before Gu Ji could walk from the rear to the front of the car.

The train suddenly began to slow down.

Through the window, he saw the concrete platform and the bustling passengers on the platform.

It seemed that the whistling sound that woke him up before was probably the train's reminder to "arrive at the station ahead".

"Wow!"

As the electric doors opened automatically, many passengers lined up to carry their luggage and pushed each other to get out of the car.

Gu Ji also followed the team.

Sometimes it is easier to see the problem if you step away from the current environment.

Walking on the platform, Gu Ji first looked up at the station in front of him.

In the center of the cement platform is a two-story flat-roofed building with a typical Middle Eastern architectural style. The walls are painted with white paint. A portrait of the leader and the national flag are hung on the left and right sides of the door. The blue Persian text on the top The stop sign says "Samed".

At this time, the yellow-level language expertise comes into play.

Gu Ji's mind suddenly flashed with Iranian geography, history and other knowledge, and he learned that this is one of the small towns on the outskirts of Tehran, the capital of Iran, located in the north of the city, almost 30 kilometers away from the city center.

In fact, the scale of this station is indeed not large, equivalent to a small railway station in a remote county town in China.

There were only four trains in total, and one of them held a freight train hauling coal.

But because it is backed by the capital Tehran.

The passenger flow here is not bad. A group of people just got off the bus, and many more passengers got on the bus soon after. There are also many vehicles parked in the parking lot next to it.

After all, Tehran is a megacity with a population of more than 8.4 million, and it is also one of the largest cities in West Asia.

Gu Ji quickly put his energy back on the train.

After all, as the refresh point of the level's opening map, this soft-packed train is most likely to cause an accident.

So, he randomly found a middle-aged Iranian conductor on the platform who was wearing a dark blue uniform, a mustache and a red nose. He asked straight to the point: "How is the train today? Is there any accident?" situation?"

"Why do you ask?"

The red-nosed conductor instinctively took a half step back and looked him up and down with a suspicious look.

Gu Ji reacted immediately.

In Iran, people are still very sensitive to "danger".

After all, wars break out in the Middle East all year round.

If the people living in this area did not have a sense of crisis, they would have died in various stray bullets, artillery fire and explosions.

"I'm just asking casually."

"Just asking? Take out your ID and ticket!"

Unfortunately, the conductor with the red nose turned out to be extremely serious and had to check his identity whenever he opened his mouth.

Gu Ji secretly cursed "bad luck" in his heart, but still took out the things.

Any more arguments at this time would be a waste of time.

"Ugh——!"

"Are you sure there's no problem? The car will leave soon!"

Gu Ji pointed to the platform to signal the whistle.

The red-nosed conductor squinted his eyes and seemed unable to find anything wrong, so he had to return the ID and ticket, "Okay, let's get on!"

Gu Ji rushed back to the train before closing the door.

But what he didn't expect was that the red-nosed conductor actually followed him. It turned out that he was the conductor accompanying this train.

At this moment, he was scanning Gu Ji with sharp eyes.

As if to say:

Boy, I've got my eye on you!

Gu Ji didn't care, as long as it didn't delay his collection of information.

Just as he was about to continue checking the car in the direction of the front of the car, there was a sudden commotion behind him.

It's towards the rear of the car!

"Alberts, what happened to the back of the car?"

The red-nosed conductor immediately picked up the intercom and asked his colleagues at the back of the car.

But before the news came, Gu Ji saw the car in the distance, suddenly crowded with passengers, accompanied by piercing screams and chaos, rushing towards the front of the car. It was full of panic and helplessness, and Gu Ji thought it was a zombie outbreak in "Train to Busan".

"Damn it! Kraft, the train was robbed! Call the train police over!"

"What!?"

Gu Ji and the red-nosed conductor exclaimed in unison.

"ah--!"

"Help! Someone robbed the car!"

"Allah! Run!"

The next second, the crowd screamed in horror, and they all crowded into the front of the car. The car fell into chaos, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Everyone, please stop crowding! Sit down! We will handle it!"

Red-nosed Kraft shouted loudly, trying to maintain order on the train, but it was in vain.

People who are in panic cannot hear what he is saying at all.

A large number of passengers piled up at the junction of the carriages. They couldn't get through, and neither could the red-nosed Kraft.

Gu glanced at a pregnant woman who was pale with fright. She tried her best to squeeze through, but was pushed and pushed by the crowd until she was breathless. Another Iranian child was separated from his parents in the chaos. His little face was filled with helplessness and fear, and he could only cry loudly on the spot.

"Damn it! The crowd blocked the carriage passage and we can't get through! How is the situation now?"

While Kraft was trying to evacuate the passengers, he anxiously contacted his colleagues at the back of the car.

"The situation is very bad. The gangsters held a young woman hostage. A passenger tried to stop him and was stabbed. Now he is lying on the ground bleeding!"

"Don't come here! I have a bomb on me!"

While my colleagues were describing the situation at the scene, the gangsters' roars suddenly came out in the background.

"What? Bomb? Everyone, run!"

"Get out of the way! Let me go first!"

"Damn it! Don't squeeze, I can't breathe!"

Passengers who heard the sound nearby fell into despair.

People in this state are completely crazy. In order to survive, they may do anything. In just a moment, someone starts to stretch out their hands and tear the heads of the people around them, trying to squeeze out.

Some people simply started banging their elbows on the glass of the connecting tunnel in an attempt to escape directly by jumping out of the car.

"Immediately ask the train conductor to slow down and stop, open the doors, and evacuate the crowd. If the stalemate continues like this, something big will happen!!"

Gu Ji really couldn't bear it, so he grabbed Kafu's shoulders and reminded him loudly in his ear.

"Slow down and stop..."

Kraft stared and repeated.

But there seemed to be no better solution at the moment, so he had to press the intercom: "Train conductor, conductor! I am Kraft. There was a robbery at the rear of the train, and the gangsters took hostages. At present..."

"Mojijijiji! Give me the walkie-talkie!".

Gu Ji simply grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted bluntly, "There is a bomb in the car, stop immediately..."

"Boom——!!"

Halfway through his words, suddenly, a huge explosion sounded from the rear of the car.

Before Gu Ji had time to react, he saw a blazing flame, like a raging sea of ​​fire, rushing towards him and engulfing him completely.

"Woo——! Kuba Kuba..."

"Ah! Ah——!"

Gu Ji opened his eyes suddenly and roared at the top of his lungs.

"A Ming! What's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the opposite side.

Gu Ji stared at the Persian beauty sitting opposite, and frantically touched his body and face, but there was no trace of injury.

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Death is loaded! !