Crisis Management Game

Gu Ji moved stealthily along the wall, carefully avoiding the surveillance cameras at the corners.

Although Dr. Nongmei said that there were only three policemen deployed, the other party was a professional military police after all, so there was no guarantee that a doctor or expert would not be assigned to observe the situation in the monitoring room.

Come to the main entrance of the hospital.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass doors, you can see the empty and messy hospital lobby. In the center are rows of blue benches for resting. On the left and right sides are the charge gates and information desks. If you continue walking inside, you will find a straight corridor. , should be the outpatient department and examination area.

The police officer in charge was behind the desk at the information desk on the right, holding his gun to his chest and pointing the muzzle at an angle.

This is the standard patrol posture and the least threatening gun-holding posture, except that the opponent's right hand never leaves the grip and his left hand is always touching the handguard.

In other words, as long as there is any abnormal movement.

He can instantly switch to holding a gun with his shoulders flat, and enter combat mode at any time.

You know, now everything inside and outside the hospital has been sealed and controlled, but this guy can still maintain such a high degree of vigilance, which is definitely not what ordinary police officers have.

In fact, this can be seen from their clothes.

Dark blue training uniform, soft bulletproof vest with integrated crotch protection, black helmet with barbed wire explosion-proof net, FAL automatic rifle, plus black baton and pistol around the waist. Except for the slightly shabby equipment, it seems to have seven similarities with the domestic riot police. Eight points similar.

In fact, Nepal’s military and police have always been deeply influenced by Xia Guo.

The country also provided special assistance to it in establishing a Nepalese National Armed Police Academy to train paramilitary armed forces.

However, due to its geographical location and internal complexity, Nepal has received cooperation from many countries, such as the "State Partnership Program" with the United States. The two sides often conduct joint military training and exercises, and have also purchased large quantities of Indian weapons.

Therefore, the equipment of the Nepalese military and police system is very messy.

From American M16s to Belgian guns, from seized Indian guns to AKMs and AK74s purchased from arms dealers, there are even many police who can only use batons made of bamboo poles.

but.

Even with professional training, the lack of personnel and equipment can never be made up for.

Because people only have two eyes, and it is impossible to cover 360 degrees at all times, the police will always have blind spots in their vision.

Not to mention, Gu Ji is an expert in tactical advancement.

He waited patiently by the door.

Watching the police move from the consultation desk to the central seating area and then to the inside, they seemed to be checking the corridors on both sides for any abnormalities.

It's now.

Gu Ji pinpointed the moment when the policeman's back was turned to the door, and Gu Ji decisively rushed in with a gun.

Arch your back, draw in your waist, take ninja steps, and aim with your shoulders.

Like a gray ghost.

The baseline is always centered on the target's torso, and the muzzle shake error is even less than 1 mm.

This is the mobile aiming quality that a T1 level special operations team member should have.

In other words, as long as he thought about it, at this distance, with a slight movement of his fingers, the policeman would already be a dead body.

"Zizi... don't worry, there is currently no one on the first floor..."

The policeman held the intercom on his shoulder and seemed to be communicating with his companions on the second floor. But midway through his words, he faintly felt something was wrong behind him.

And at this time.

Gu Ji, this gray ghost, was already close to less than 10 meters away!

This is because he is wearing a chemical protective suit, a piece of equipment that can easily produce frictional sounds.

"do not move!"

The policeman became alert and reached down with his left hand to grasp the gun guard.

Gu Ji took the first step and scolded him with a very cold voice: "The IIIA fully protective body armor cannot stop the ACE rifle in my hand within 10 meters. Now, raise your right hand and slowly throw away the gun with your left hand!"

"What on earth are you..."

"This is the last time, throw away the gun!"

The police also tried to distract Gu Ji, but he didn't give him any chance.

The second scolding made the policeman freeze in shock.

This murderous intention as cold as a rift valley is definitely not a joke.

Forced to have no choice, the policeman had no choice but to take his right hand off the grip, slowly raise it high, then grab the handguard with his left hand, slowly remove the gun body and strap from his body, and throw it away.

"There are also pistols, batons and helmets. I hope you don't do anything stupid. Even if this 1A pistol is loaded, from the moment you turn the safety off to the moment you turn around, you can't move faster than a bullet."

Gu Ji lowered his eyelids and still said coldly.

The 1A pistol is an Indian imitation of the Browning GP35 9mm automatic pistol. It is only used by the Indian and Nepalese military police.

As the saying goes, "The expert will know the depth when he opens his mouth."

As soon as these words came out, the police did not dare to take any chances and all followed the instructions one by one.

As a result, he heard footsteps getting closer and closer behind him.

It was Gu Ji who was approaching quickly.

"you want……"

"Bang!"

Before the policeman could finish his words, Gu Ji hit the policeman on the back of the head with the butt of his gun.

Then this guy fell limply to the ground like a piece of flesh that had been stripped of bones, and passed out completely.

"Phew... Done!"

Gu Ji breathed a sigh of relief, tightened the gun strap, and first quickly groped the policeman's waist to make sure there was no danger of concealment, and then put the discarded FAL rifle and pistol on his back.

Just as he was about to take off the policeman's shoes and tie his hands and feet with shoelaces.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a black shadow shaking on the ground to the right of the door.

Someone!

Gu Ji suddenly retreated to the corner of the corridor and raised his rifle.

The next second, half an M50 poison mask poked out from the door, it was Kaif!

"Come out, I've already taken care of him."

Gu Ji put down his gun and walked out of the bunker.

After hearing these words, Kaif tiptoed in. It wasn't until he saw the policeman lying on the ground that he covered his chest and said in surprise, "Sister Sima, you are so powerful, even the police are no match for you." !”

"Stop talking nonsense, take out your shoelaces and tie your hands and feet!"

Now that free labor is available, Gu Ji no longer has to go to the trouble of doing it himself, but concentrates on checking the police's belongings.

You can see it from the police ID.

This guy’s name is Singh, he’s in his thirties, and he’s a member of the security force of the Kathmandu Metropolitan Police in Nepal, also known as the “riot police” in the country.

It appears that officials initially mistook the incident for a mental hospital riot.

That's why security forces were sent to deal with it.

"It turns out that this mental hospital is in Kathmandu. These extremists are so brave. They dare to establish a secret base in the capital!"

Gu Ji frowned.

This was twice as bad as he originally expected.

Normal psychiatric hospitals will not be built in city centers, and extremist organizations need to hide their presence.

So he originally thought this was just a remote city in Nepal, but it turned out to be the capital!

You know, Kathmandu’s administrative area is not large, but its population is as high as 5 million. In addition, it is a tourist destination. Every summer, a large number of tourists from all over the world crowd in. You can imagine how terrible the population density is.

under such conditions.

Once this crazy infectious disease breaks out in Kathmandu.

For a country like Nepal with a backward medical system, it will undoubtedly fall in an instant!

So far.

Gu Jicai finally understood the official's crude idea of ​​"one size fits all" and directly blockade the hospital.

Because they dare not gamble.

"Sister Sima, I have tied him up. Where should we go next? Are we going to arrest the other two policemen as well?"

At this time, Kaif clapped his hands and came to his side.

Gu Ji shook his head directly, "No, another policeman is guarding the fire exit. As soon as we open the door, he will be alert and notify his companions on the second floor."

"What should we do?"

Kaif immediately became worried.

"Aren't there still hostages?"

Gu Ji glanced at his mouth and immediately picked up an old Xiaomi smartphone from five or six years ago.

Yes, this is the police officer Singer.

He flipped through the photos and text messages, which were mostly about work and family. There were also a few photos inside the hospital. It was the crazy infected people who seemed to be taking pictures to report the evidence to the leaders.

Social software in Nepal is also common Facebook, WeChat and WhatsApps.

After looking at the time, I couldn't find any news about the crazy virus. However, there was a news that "a large number of military police appeared in Kathmandu to block the hospital, and a riot was suspected in the hospital."

It seems that the official intention is to suppress the news of the mad virus.

"That would be much easier to handle."

Therefore, Gu Ji directly sent the pictures of those crazy infected people, coupled with his analysis of the virus.

"Zizzi..."

"It's ringing! It's ringing! Sister Sima..."

"Singer, get ready for shift change!"

As soon as he put away his cell phone, the radio on police officer Singh made a sound, scaring Kaif and rushing towards him.

After hearing the latter sentence, Gu Ji immediately asked her to hide the person, and he ran behind a load-bearing pillar and stood guard with a gun.

as expected.

After asking two questions in succession and receiving no response, the radio station was shut down completely.

Those two policemen must have woken up!

There was no way, Gu Ji and Kafu were both women. No matter how they pretended, it would be easy for Singer's colleagues to hear it out, so it was better to just do it directly.

He and Kaif hid in two places respectively.

They were asked to put on police body armor, helmets and hold batons.

In this way, it is easy to create an illusion for the opponent that two people are alternately covering.

As for why Kaif wasn’t given a real gun.

It's not that Gu Ji didn't think about it, but it was extremely dangerous for a person who had never been exposed to a firearm to suddenly pick up a gun, especially a woman like Kaif who was easily startled.

He didn't want to be killed by "one of his own".

"Creak!"

coming.

Gu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that it was the sound of the fire escape door being opened, and immediately pressed the trigger with his finger.

Then, he heard a series of footsteps in the corridor.

Listening to the noise, it seemed that there were more than two people.

"Singh! Singh!"

At the corner of the outpatient corridor, a man yelled a few more words, and finally gritted his teeth, "Damn it! Who are you, the armed police or the army? We have stayed in the hospital in accordance with the requirements above, what else do you want? What to do!"

"It seems this guy thinks of me as an official troop."

Gu Ji sighed secretly.

This is also normal.

Who would have thought that among the infected and lunatics imprisoned in the experimental area, someone would climb down with a rope from outside the building and then kill a professional riot policeman!

However, Gu Ji could hear a hint of dissatisfaction with his superiors from this guy's mouth.

If you have emotions, that’s even better!

So, he directly used his [Empathy] ability and shouted: "We are not official troops, we are hospital staff!"

"Hua La!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of metal shaking suddenly came from behind the wall at the corner of the corridor, and two black gun muzzles were instantly pointed in the direction of Gu Ji.

"Who are you? You killed Singh!"

"Don't be nervous, Singh is fine, I just knocked him out, I just said that I am a staff member of this hospital, I want to cooperate with you."

"Staff member? No, I have never heard your voice, you escaped from the radiation zone!"

As soon as Gu Ji finished explaining, someone hurried to refute.

From the sound, it was not the armed policeman, but a slightly older woman.

"Yes, you are right, but you also saw that I am communicating normally now, and I am not infected, and I use alcohol to disinfect my whole body, and I also put on chemical protective clothing and gas masks, so even if I am in the incubation period, I can't spread to the outside world. Let's put down our weapons and talk peacefully!"

Gu Ji's last sentence touched the hearts of several people.

They didn't want to have a firefight.

You know.

Under the premise that a police officer is suspected of being infected and Singh's life and death are unknown, if another police officer is injured, they will completely lose control of the hospital.

If there is another crazy infected person at that time, they will have no resistance.

So, this is human nature.

Once the crisis finds oneself, no matter what mission or bottom line, it doesn't matter.

Staying alive is the most important thing!

"Why should we believe you?"

"Kaifu, take the person over."

The other party spoke, that means there is a play.

So Gu Ji called Kaifu and asked her to send the unconscious Singh over.

Although the woman was afraid, she couldn't stand Gu Ji's method was too terrible, and she was now on the "pirate ship", and it was too late to jump off.

Seeing that there was another person on the other side.

Several policemen suddenly became more cautious.

Until Kaifu sent Singh in front of her, a white shadow quickly stretched out of the wall and grabbed the unconscious Singh back.

As if to confirm that he was still alive, the middle-aged woman spoke again, but this time her voice was obviously not so cold and hard, "Tell me, how do you want to cooperate?"

Gu Ji's eyes were solemn, and he said word by word, sonorous and powerful:

"I heard from the doctor you just pushed in that you are seriously organizing medical observation and isolation, and uniformly distributing food and water. This is good, but have you ever thought that this will not solve the problem at all. How could there be only these people in this hospital? The radiation area upstairs, is it something that an ordinary mental hospital can do?

To tell you the truth, before you rushed to the hospital to seal it off, there were already a large number of infected people who might be carrying the virus and transferred the radioactive materials out. In other words, no matter how well you control it here, the 5 million people in Kathmandu are already deeply in this terrible virus radiation crisis!!"