Crisis Management Game

It's water!

Gu Ji remembered what Yang Dong said about the water prison next to it. As he slowly approached, a strong stench hit his nose, and he looked inward along the cracks in the wall.

Two naked men had their wrists tied with chains and hung in the room. They were already dead. The wounds on their bodies were all soaked, inflamed and pus-filled. There were also one or two black strips attached to them and they were squirming. It looked like they were dead. It made a few people shudder.

He originally thought that the water prison would be connected to the water pipe.

In the end, I thought of northern Myanmar simply. It was full of dirty water and excrement. The defectors were imprisoned in prisons, where they were cold and hungry. Their wounds would soon become infected, and they would be bitten by various parasites and mosquitoes, making them itchy and painful. pain.

The key is that their hands are hung up, and they can't scratch the itches and pains. They can only watch the locusts crawling up and sucking blood. This kind of physical and mental torture is indeed extremely terrifying!

After bypassing several water prisons and walking to the right, the front suddenly became empty, and a large number of cars came into view.

In a place like northern Myanmar where parking is everywhere, it is a rare thing to have an underground parking lot. From the large number of trucks and off-road vehicles, it can be seen that these are probably group thugs or armed personnel vehicles. Gu Ji is still on several pickup trucks. I saw the bulletproof steel plate and explosion-proof bar of the rear bucket.

Most of the vehicles were smashed to pieces by falling cement bricks. Only a small number of vehicles leaning near the load-bearing pillars were intact, but they were also shaken by the ground subsidence and the air bags were fully deployed.

Gu Ji came to a truck and picked up a half-drunk mineral water bottle from the back of the truck.

"Focus on finding water bottles, food, ropes, backpacks, knives and other tools. The parking lot is not big. The four of you will search in four areas. Move quickly and shout if you have any questions!"

"Brother Wang, what about you?"

Ding Le asked subconsciously.

Gu Ji stuffed the bottle into his homemade backpack, "I'm going to find the fire control room to see if there are any architectural drawings of the fire protection structure of the building!"

Whether it's Ryder Airport, the Platinum Star cruise ship, or this time the Golden Dollar Building.

For survival and self-rescue in any crisis situation, you need to use a map, otherwise it will be like a headless fly: bumping into each other randomly.

He did not choose the fire map in the initial reward because according to regulations, this thing must be hung in the fire escape for people to browse the escape route. It can be seen everywhere. Even if northern Myanmar does not comply with the regulations, there will definitely be one in the fire control room.

The so-called fire control room is a special place used to handle fire alarms and control fire protection facilities. It will be reserved in the design of any community or commercial building. It is generally set up on the first or second underground floor of the building, close to the parking lot for easy access, and equipped with Independent drainage pipe.

Gu Ji searched along the wall.

First, I smelled a strong smell of blood. When I turned on the light, I saw that there was dark red liquid on the ground, and I could see the twisted metal outer door of the elevator.

After the building collapsed, the elevator fell out of control and hit the bottom. All the people inside must have died.

He stepped on the sticky blood and continued walking, shining a light on the roof of the shed from time to time, mainly to pay attention to whether there was any risk of collapse.

Until he heard the sound of running water, Gu Ji quickly approached and saw a man wearing orange work clothes lying at the door with a deep wound on his head.

The sound of running water came from inside the house.

A white desk with a large monitoring screen on the wall and a tool cabinet next to it is the fire control room.

Gu Ji went directly to the tool cabinet and opened it. The contents inside were enough to excite him.

Fire ax, walkie-talkie, strong flashlight, respirator, escape safety belt, rope, demolition tools, backpack... It is simply a treasure box!

"The shotgun has been replaced by a cannon..."

He grinned, wrapped the scalpel in cloth and put it in his pocket.

This thing is very sharp, but it is not durable. The blade curls after a few cuts. A tool like a fire ax is more suitable for actual combat. The wooden ax handle is made of pig iron and sprayed with red anti-rust paint, which is not easy to wear.

Gu Ji waved it a few times with both hands. It was indeed very handy, and it was perfect for breaking through the door.

No wonder people say it is a doomsday zombie-killing artifact.

The current situation is actually no different from the end of the world. He can no longer rely on government power like he did in the last two rounds of levels. The warlords in northern Myanmar will not give you a good look.

Everything can only be done by himself.

Gu Ji carefully memorized the fire protection structure diagram of the building hanging on the wall.

The entire Jinyuan Building has a total of 34 floors, 158 meters high, 32 floors above ground, 2 floors underground, and a construction area of ​​35,000 square meters.

The structural part was the same as what he had guessed by looking at the cell phone photos before. With the central nervous system strengthened up to 16.1, he carefully noted the locations of the fire escape and the three refuge floors.

"10th floor, 21st floor, 30th floor..."

While Gu Ji was reciting silently to strengthen his memory, he changed his backpack into an orange firefighting bag and put all the useful items in it. Even the two leftover pieces of Burmese pasta like pancakes on the table were stuffed by him. Go in.

Don't be picky at this time, the most important thing is to survive.

Finally, he found the source of the water, which was a break in the outer wall of the fire hydrant.

Gu Ji couldn't tell for a while whether it was the residual water in the pipe or the seepage of groundwater. If it was the latter, the building would be in danger.

Not to mention that water will flood the bottom of the building. If the soil flows and squeezes the building frame, the entire building will collapse.

He cleaned the mouth of the mineral water bottle, filled it with water, and took a sip.

Whether it is tap water or underground water, it is safer than unknown water sources in the wild. Gu Ji took out his mobile phone and saw that the time was 7:23 pm.

According to the countdown to death, four hours had passed since the subsidence erupted, and more than half an hour had passed since he escaped from the black room.

"Wang...Brother Wang!"

At this time, Wang Jinkang's call came from the parking lot outside the house.

Gu Ji rushed out, shining a bright flashlight in his left hand and holding a fire ax in his right hand.

Several people rushed to Wang Jinkang's side. He pointed at a pickup truck and said tremblingly: "Brother Wang, there is someone inside! He's alive! He's alive!"

Gu Ji took a look with a strong flashlight and saw that there was actually a middle-aged man sitting behind the air bag with a broken head and bleeding.

Because of the protection of the car shell, he was not killed by falling rocks, but was knocked unconscious by the airbag. He just woke up and looked at the people behind the light source. He stretched out his hand and said, "Help, I have no strength in my legs and I can't open the door." !”

Ding Le was a little worried and said: "Brother Wang..."

Gu Ji knew that he wanted to say that this man was a thug from the Jinyuan Group. He checked the vehicle and handed the tactical flashlight to Ding Le.

"Help me light it and aim it at the cab."

After saying that, he gave Wang Jinkang and Pan Xinli another look. Unfortunately, the former did not understand what he meant. Instead, the crazy woman walked sideways to the door and tightened her grip on the steel pipe in her hand.

"The car door is not easy to break. Let me pull you out through the broken windshield window!"

Gu Ji shouted first, and the man in the car nodded.

As he spoke, he jumped onto the front of the car with a fire ax and twisted his body, building up enough strength in his rectus abdominis.

Only then did everyone realize that Gu Ji had changed his equipment somewhere.

Wow!

As soon as the ax went down, the paper-thin windshield was split into a spider web by the fire ax in an instant. But what everyone didn't expect was that after the ax blade penetrated the glass, it did not stop, but went straight to the man in the car, poof!

Blood splattered on the broken windshield, shining like bright rubies under the strong light of a flashlight.

Who knows.

Gu Ji didn't even want the ax anymore, and instantly rolled to the left, "Run--!"

boom!