Crisis Management Game

"Oh my God! Can someone tell me what's going on! Why is the siren going off?"

"I feel like I hit something!"

"Mr. Thompson, didn't you say that the submarine has sonar detection? How come there is still a collision?"

"this……"

The flashing red alert undoubtedly continued to expand the atmosphere of tension and panic.

The tourists looked at each other with fear and uneasiness in their eyes.

"Honey, I'm so scared..."

"Open the door! Damn it! Do you know how to drive?"

After the boat stabilized, Rustam rushed to the door of the control room again, banging hard to vent his emotions, and even later used Arabic.

The bald middle-aged man next to Gu Ji also stood up at this moment, with a little horror in his eyes.

really.

As he expected, this guy only cared about the control room.

But the focus at this time is no longer on the captain and other staff, but on the damage to the boat.

As everyone knows.

The deeper the water, the stronger the pressure.

At a depth of 3,800 meters, the water pressure is 380 standard atmospheres, which is equivalent to 380 times the surface atmospheric pressure, which is approximately equivalent to a weight of 400 kilograms per square centimeter.

Intuitively speaking.

Its water pressure is equivalent to the weight of the Eiffel Tower, or tens of thousands of tons.

Under such terrifying pressure, once the submarine structure is damaged, the external water pressure will increase and be compressed more into the interior of the submarine, causing an implosion.

After Rustam hit him several times.

The red alarm suddenly stopped, and the dim lights in the submarine flickered a few times before finally returning to normal.

"Zizi, I am the captain of the Feiyue. Please don't panic. Just now, the bottom of the boat accidentally scratched a dark stone. Our engineers have checked it and the hull has not been damaged..."

"What? If you hit a rock, it won't leak, right?"

"Probably not. This is a professional submarine customized by a military company. It has an inner and outer shell. Even if the outer carbon fiber hull is damaged, there is still an inner high-strength steel bladder to support it..."

As soon as everyone heard that the submarine hit the rocks, their expressions immediately changed.

Even if the knowledgeable Thompson opened his mouth to explain to everyone, he lacked some confidence.

after all.

This is the deep sea 3800 meters underwater! !

Gu Ji came to the observation window on the wall and observed it for a long time.

Maybe it's just what the captain said.

The impact just now has not caused any damage to the hull. Otherwise, with his current hearing, he would definitely be able to hear the sound of sea water pouring into the interlayer and flowing at the bottom.

But even if the boat is intact, the situation is not optimistic.

Because from the time the alarm was lifted to now, the submarine still remains hovering and has not moved a step.

"Could it be..."

Gu Ji's pupils shrank sharply as he thought of another, worse outcome.

The bald middle-aged man on the side seemed to have noticed this, and his brows were full of strong uneasiness.

As for other tourists.

Some of them were temporarily frightened by the captain's words.

Another group of people, such as the young people in Rustam, have been clamoring for the captain to find the sunken ship as soon as possible.

"Father, will nothing happen to us?"

"Don't worry kid, as long as the shell is fine, we are safe!"

Faced with the child's panic, Thompson quickly held Bruce in his arms and comforted him softly, but his tone was no longer as calm as before.

Waited for nearly ten minutes.

Seeing that the submarine still didn't move at all, Rustam and the other young men completely lost their patience.

This time.

They stood up collectively and rushed to the control room, knocking on the door frantically.

"Why hasn't the submarine left yet? Come out and explain to me right away!"

"Damn it! If you continue to waste time like this, I will definitely file a complaint against you. No, I will directly ask a lawyer to sue your company for fraud!"

"Come out! Get out of here!"

…

Perhaps it was the continuous accidents that suppressed everyone's emotions to the limit.

Instead of stopping these young people, the old antiques joined them and put pressure on the captain and others, demanding that they come forward to explain.

At that moment the scene was about to get out of control.

"Click."

The door to the control room finally opened.

A middle-aged white man with a brown mustache and blue overalls slowly walked out of the control room.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

Gu Ji quickly followed the crack in the door and glanced at the situation in the control room.

Similar to the structure of most pocket submarines, the control room is surrounded by various screen instruments, and a cylindrical periscope hangs upside down in the middle to look around and observe the situation outside the submarine.

He noticed sensitively.

At this time, there was a young staff member operating the periscope next to the periscope!

[Impact factor: 0.02! 】

Moving again?

The moment the control room door closed, Gu Ji noticed it again.

The impact factor value in the upper right corner jumps.

But he obviously didn't do anything, just glanced at it.

He hurriedly looked at the bald middle-aged man, only to find that the guy's attention was all on the mustachioed man, and it would be impossible to notice what he just looked at.

What exactly went wrong...

"Dear tourists, I am the captain of this 'Leap' sightseeing submarine, Dedalo Buller. You can call me Old Buller..."

"I don't want to know your name, I just want to know when we can see the wreck!"

"Yes, at least 20 minutes have passed since we arrived at the bottom of the sea. You have been spinning in circles. What on earth do you want to do!"

"You are deceiving! It is fraud!"

…

Before the captain could finish his words.

This group of tourists vented their dissatisfaction word by word to you and me.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Please listen to me slowly..."

Old Buller opened his hands and tried to calm everyone's emotions, but no one listened to him at all.

Finally, it was Thompson who spoke, "Everyone, please stay calm. Maybe Mr. Captain will bring us some good news..."

"Thanks."

Old Buller thanked him first, then took a deep breath, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "But I'm sorry, our submarine just had an accident, and the sonar communication equipment suddenly failed, but don't worry, our submarine Engineers are doing their best to make repairs..."

"What is a sonar communication device?"

"It seems to be the ears that Mr. Thompson mentioned before!"

"I asked why the submarine didn't move for a long time. It turns out that some equipment is broken. Damn it! How dare you conceal such important information? This is naked fraud!"

"How long will it take for this equipment to be repaired? When will we see the sunken ship... Huh? Mr. Thompson, sir! Be careful!!"

Just when everyone is still chattering about how long it will take to return to normal.

Unexpectedly, Thompson seemed to be suffering from hypoglycemia. He was swaying and almost fell to the ground.

A French tourist hurriedly supported him, "Mr. Thompson, are you okay? Your face looks very bad now..."

But at this time, Thompson had no intention of paying attention to him.

Instead, he used all his strength to question the captain: "Tell me, are we unable to communicate with the mother ship now that we have no sonar?"

"Currently our engineers are..."

"Answer me!!"

Thompson roared suddenly.

Finally all the tourists woke up.

Although many people do not know much about submarines, judging from his hysterical appearance, they also know that something very bad seems to be happening to submarines!

Old Buller gritted his teeth.

Finally he nodded, "Yes."

As soon as these words came out.

Thompson fell completely into despair, as if his soul had been taken away, and he stared blankly at the dim light tube on the roof of the cabin.

Gu Ji felt a thump in his heart.

Unexpectedly, what he was most worried about happened.

In fact, whether it is from the submarine decelerating, to hitting the dark rock, or the staff just seen operating the submarine periscope, they all prove the same problem: the submarine's sonar no longer works!

"Mr. Thompson, please tell us, is it serious for a submarine to lose its sonar?"

"Without sonar, the submarine is blind in the sea and dare not move at all. But the most terrifying thing now is not this, but that we have lost communication with the mother ship at sea!!"

Thompson had already run out of energy at this point.

And the person who said this was naturally Gu Ji.

A black tourist looked at him in confusion, "Mr. Gould, you said losing contact is more terrifying than a broken sonar. What do you mean?"

"If my guess is correct, the Feiyue is a pocket submarine with simple equipment and does not have autonomous navigation capabilities. All its route movements rely on the mother ship at sea to provide precise navigation support;

Without sonar, we just can't move in this undersea mountain range, but without navigation, we can't go out of the deep sea at all. If we are not careful, we may encounter a sealine or a cliff, causing the submarine to sink extremely fast. Then... …”

"Sir! We are far from such a dangerous step!"

Perhaps he was afraid that Gu Ji's words would cause panic among the tourists, so Captain Buller quickly interrupted.

But the next second.

Rustam rushed up to him, suddenly grabbed him by the collar, and cursed loudly.

"You hateful old ghost, you are still lying to us. The communication is down, which means we can't even send out a distress signal now, but you still have the nerve to say that there is no danger!"

"Sir! Please calm down!"

Old Buller pressed his hands and spoke as quietly as possible.

"Our submarine is of military grade, and there is absolutely no problem in terms of safety. Even if the sonar and communications fail now, we can still launch a distress buoy to the sea, and then the outside world will receive our positioning and distress signal!"

"Why should we believe you! You have already deceived us once!"

"Yes! And no one knows how long it will take for the authorities to receive the distress signal and how long it will take to send people down to rescue us. If it takes more than ten hours, or even a day or two, and the oxygen is gone, we will have to hold it in. Die here!"

"Oh my god, are we going to die at the bottom of the sea?"

"Damn it! I shouldn't have listened to your company's propaganda in the first place. Even if I die, I will still hold you back!!"

…

Due to the previous behavior of the captain.

Tourists have long since stopped believing anything he says.

The panic of losing contact, coupled with the fear of death, and multiple negative emotions finally broke out in full force. A young man next to Rustam punched Old Buller directly in the face!

"Stop! Stop it now!"

Seeing that the situation was completely out of control, the middle-aged bald man rushed over and started to stop it.

"Damn it! You don't need to mind your own business here! Ah... You dare to attack me? Do you know who my father is?"

"Damn it! This guy must be in the same group as the captain! Beat him up!"

"Go to hell!"

"I warn you again! Stop it all!"

Unexpectedly, the help of the middle-aged bald man not only failed to stabilize the situation.

Instead, it ignited the anger of the tourists even more fiercely.

As the saying goes, "two fists can't beat four hands." Even if the middle-aged bald man is good at fighting, he can't stand the narrow space in the submarine cabin. There are people everywhere, and he can't dodge at all.

In a few strokes, he was hit by several punches.

"Crack!"

Amid the roars, the crisp sound of a metal spring seemed so insignificant, but it made the fists swung by Rustam and others suddenly stop in mid-air.

Even Gu Ji, a spectator on the periphery, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

That's...

a gun!

The middle-aged bald man was holding a Glock 19 that he had taken out from nowhere, pointing it at Rustam's forehead, staring at him coldly, "Everyone, stop! Now!"

"Gun, how could he have a pistol?"

"Oh my God, this couldn't be him, could it be kidnapping?"

"Don't kill us! Whatever conditions you want, just ask!"

As soon as they saw the hot weapons.

Those young people who were originally the most cheerful immediately changed their faces and began to beg for mercy.

For these rich young men, the most abundant thing is money.

"That's enough, Evan, put the gun down, don't scare the tourists."

At this time, the captain, Old Buller, who climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted to the middle-aged bald man, "I'm sorry, tourists, this is Evan, a professional security officer hired by our company, responsible for the safety of the submarine."

"It turned out to be a security officer, I was scared to death..."

"But, even though he is a security officer, he can't just bring a gun in, it's a great threat to our safety!"

"Yes, this is not mentioned in the contract terms at all!"

When they heard that it was the security arranged by the company.

The tourists breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to question the captain again.

Just because of the gun in Evan's hand.

This time, they did not rush over, but kept a distance.

Gu Ji had guessed that this guy was not an ordinary person, so he was not surprised by Evan's sudden pistol.

What he didn't expect was that

The impact factor actually rose again at this time, jumping to 0.06, and even continued to rise at a rate of "0.01" per second.

"Dear tourists, please believe us, Evan's gun is only used to deal with emergencies. Although we have already verified your identity, we cannot rule out the possibility that someone has impersonated you. I hope you can understand."

Old Buller tried his best to calm everyone's emotions.

Perhaps there is no solution at the moment, or perhaps the tourists have vented their emotions, or perhaps the gun is in someone else's hands and they are powerless to resist.

In this way, everyone can only helplessly accept the fact that the submarine has lost contact.

Seeing that the situation began to stabilize, Old Buller breathed a sigh of relief and immediately set his eyes on Gu Ji.

"Mr. Gould, shall we talk?"