Crisis Management Game

Has it been 20 minutes?

Gu Ji's eyes widened as he stared intently at the lines of text floating in front of him.

It seems that there will be a reward for each goal completed.

White [Strength Improvement (Small)]: Increase the total strength limit by 9% and increase the number of white muscle fibers by 13%.

White [First Aid Injection (×1)]: Contains a morphine analgesic injection and a sulfonamide mixed dressing, which can quickly relieve pain and stop bleeding, and rescue traumatic shock.

It's all good stuff.

Gu Ji lowered his head and glanced at the waist wound on the left side. The bandage had been completely dyed red. Using the light of his watch, he could see a small amount of bright red reflection on the iron sheet of the pipe underneath him.

"Tick tock."

Another drop fell on it.

is blood!

In the thrilling escape just now, he completely ignored the pain, causing the wound to tear twice, causing more violent bleeding.

The negative states such as dizziness, weakness, and even shock caused by blood loss are far greater than the 9% bonus to the upper limit of strength.

The results are clear.

Judging from his current status, the second option is more important.

"We can only wait until we complete the new goals and see what better rewards there are."

With a thought, Gu Ji chose [First Aid Needle (×1)].

Same as the first round of selection, the text in front of him disappeared, and the option turned into a white light, fell in front of him, and turned into a white needle. At the same time, a new prompt sound appeared again:

[New goal: Find an important person, Gillian Foster! 】

"Jillian? Who...is this?"

Bravo.

There was no guide and no photos.

I don’t even know if she is a boy or a girl, old or young.

Is this the so-called important person?

The most important thing is that Gu Ji can't even protect himself now, how can he still have the energy to find Ji'an Ba'an.

He decided to deal with the injury first.

Pick up the emergency needle. There is 15mg of morphine hydrochloride injection in the needle. As the most powerful analgesic used in the world, morphine has excellent analgesic effect, fast absorption and long duration of effect, especially for battlefield trauma and surgery. , burns and other severe pain, but the side effects are also relatively large. Excessive use can easily lead to addiction and even death from poisoning.

Gu Ji pointed the needle directly at his butt and pushed it all the way to the bottom.

Pull it out, pull the propeller away, and break it off.

There is a light yellow powder inside, and the main ingredient is sulfonamide crystal powder, which is an antibiotic that is generally used in hemostatic dressings to prevent wound infection and promote wound healing.

Gu Ji took off the bandage, sprinkled the powder around the wound, and wrapped it tightly again.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, or the painkiller shot took effect quickly, but he felt that the pain was not as severe as before.

After dealing with the injury, he began to think about new goals.

Since it is called "Crisis Management Game", the core of the game must be "how to deal with the crisis", and the tasks should be set around it. Then this "Lydia" may be one of the elements to solve this crisis.

"Looks like I have to go to the second floor."

Gu Jigang had just seen the tragedy on the first floor of the airport, and the chance of surviving was too small. Although the second floor was now extremely dangerous, but where the target was, he had to play by the rules of the game. He couldn't just escape for his own life.

Pulling out a strand of hair, he quickly found the central exhaust shaft based on the air flow.

The exhaust shaft is an exposed concrete structure that connects all the exhaust ducts on the first and second floors. At the top is a huge ventilation fan that draws air upwards. It is also fixed with a thick iron mesh and makes a loud rumbling sound.

After studying for a while, Gu Ji felt that his initial idea of ​​"escaping from the ventilator" was a bit too naive. It would be difficult to dismantle such a huge piece of equipment without professional tools.

After wiping off the sweat and blood on his trouser legs and holding the 56-2 punch, he stretched out his feet, stepped on the steel ladder of the exhaust shaft, and began to climb up.

The updraft blew the flowered shirt and hair around, making it dizzying.

Fortunately, the morphine started to take effect, and there was no interference from the pain. Gu Ji could hold on firmly.

When he came to the second floor, there were a lot of ventilation ducts, divided into left and right sides. At this time, he could only try his luck. He chose a duct on the left.

After crawling for more than ten meters, several gunshots suddenly startled him.

"It seems not far to the right."

Gu Ji carefully came to an air inlet, glanced along the gap, and vaguely saw two thugs in front of a boarding gate, surrounding a group of tourists squatting on the ground and holding their heads. One of them wore a black The hood looked like he was inspecting something, while another bald and tattooed thug held a gun and fired at the crowd, and he did so in a joking way, killing people for fun!

"So fucking inhumane!"

He cursed in his heart, his eyes full of anger, and his right index finger couldn't help but want to pull the trigger. Not to mention that he was a police academy student, even a random passerby couldn't turn a blind eye to such evil things!

But in the interval between gunshots.

He seemed to hear some slight movement behind him.

Someone!

A chill ran down Gu Ji's spine, and he was shocked. In just a moment, he grabbed the 56-2 and rushed up to take aim. As he turned around, the unfamiliar yet familiar system prompt appeared again in his mind:

[Gillian Foster is dead and the search for the target failed! 】

【Randomly punishing...】

【Your round target selection reward has been deducted! 】

What! ?

The moment the sound rang out, he was barely given any chance to react. In an instant, the stabbing pain from the gunshot wound on his left waist hit him in vain, and blood instantly seeped into the bandage, as if the previous wound treatment was all an illusion.

Gu Ji's eyes were so painful that his eyes were split open, and his arms holding the gun kept shaking.

At this moment, at the corner of the ventilation duct not far away, the muzzle of a cold metal gun suddenly cut in, and a series of fire burst out, click, click, click!

Gunshot!

"grass!"

Gu Ji's eyes were red and his body was in severe pain. He could only pull the trigger in place and shoot back wildly at the fire.

Countless bullets were like iron rain, intertwined in the narrow ventilation duct, tearing through the iron sheet. One of them hit his left arm, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer!

Phew!

Blood flew out, pieces of flesh splattered, revealing bones.

Gu Ji was covered in blood, his pale face looked ferocious and crazy, but he still shot with one arm regardless of everything.

Fight until death!

I will replace him even if I die!

But after a moment, bang——! A truck seemed to hit him underneath him. There was a loud bang, and the entire ceiling collapsed. Gu Jiqiu was like a kite with a broken string, and it hit the ground heavily from a high place. His entire lower body was shattered and full of holes.

Shotgun!

"Ahem...ahem..."

He was lying on the tiles, coughing blood out of his lungs uncontrollably. Within the turbid blood-colored vision, there were black military boots, kicking, kicking, approaching him. They were thugs, but he didn't even have a finger. Can't move.

Gradually, a warm current flowed through his body, Gu Ji's eyes went dark, and he finally lost all consciousness.

…

…

"Hey, hey, hey, good afternoon, gentlemen. The check-in process for Ethiopian Airlines flight CA981 to God is now open. Passengers please take your tickets and go to the Ethiopian Airlines counter No. 2 to complete the check-in process. Thank you! "

"The Ethiopian Media Authority reports: Since April 7, the armed conflict in Gresve State has caused the displacement of millions of civilians. The local fighting has further intensified, attracting the attention of other countries."

"There are latest developments in the killing of the Amu ethnic group. It is reported that the government revealed that the incident is likely to be related to the ethnic conflict between armed elements. This is one of the deadliest attacks in the country in recent years..."

The capital of Ethiopia, Addis Ababa, Old Terai International Airport.

At the entrance of the lobby on the first floor, many people were queuing up to pass the gate for inspection. In the lobby, some people were busy exchanging tickets at the check-in gate, some were watching the flight information screen, and some were sitting on chairs browsing news on their mobile phones.

Not far from the check-in gate on the first floor of the airport, there is a check-in office of less than ten square meters.

"Huh! Ha..." Gu Ji woke up in vain, gasping for air. Countless images of blood, thugs, and cold gun muzzles flashed through his mind like a movie, giving him a splitting headache.

Am I dead?

Or returned to the dormitory?

"Sir! Sir?"

Suddenly, someone seemed to shout something in my ear.

I tried to open my eyes, and saw three black men wearing blue and black uniforms with red rope signs standing in front of me.

Gu Ji was stunned for a moment, then quickly glanced at his left arm, touched his left waist, and then checked other parts of his body. They found no damage at all. Finally, he turned his head blankly and looked around.

This was obviously not his dormitory, but the dilapidated air-conditioned security office he had just traveled through.

Familiar cabinet and table arrangement.

familiar person.

Including the bald policeman, who was still sitting behind his desk indifferently, playing with his mobile phone.

What's going on?

"Sir, your face looks very bad. Do you feel unwell? Do you need to call a doctor for you?" The black female supervisor seemed a little afraid of taking responsibility and asked politely.

Gu Ji didn't answer.

"gentlemen?"

The female supervisor asked again, "Sir, if you are fine and would like to cooperate, please open your backpack. If you continue not to cooperate, we will have to check it ourselves!"

Before he could respond, two young black men walked up to them and roughly unzipped their backpack. Their behavior was exactly the same as before!

[The crisis begins! 】

[Please select your initial reward. 】

[Reaction Power Improvement (Small)] or [Table Knife (×1)]

It mainly fills in the details of the protagonist's death battle and has little impact on the overall plot.