crisis management game.

Chapter 204 Another Hijacker

Bolton looked back at the passengers who were caught, beaten and threatened by drug dealers, and stopped suddenly, his eyes were full of sympathy, entanglement and contradiction.

Gu Ji reached out to grab his shoulder, but was pushed away by him.

"Mr. Yasen, you go first!"

"You want to stay, Bolton? Damn it, it's useless. The drug dealers have an absolute superiority in numbers and firepower. You can only watch them do whatever they want without being able to resist. It's better to leave as soon as possible and join the Mexican military and police as soon as possible." !"

"You are right, but as the only remaining pilot of flight AM649, I cannot just watch the passengers being hijacked and leave them alone. Staying here can at least relieve their panic and give them a little security sustenance. "

As if he had already made up his mind to die, Bolton gave Gu a few last glances: "Mr. Yasen, please leave the rescue to you. I hope we can create another miracle and save AM649!"

"Fake!"

Gu Ji swears, but agrees in his eyes. Immediately, he no longer cares about the passengers around him, runs wildly, and runs into the depths of the jungle, which is near the Mitsubishi Pajero off-road vehicle he lost.

Those who run with him are basically young people with better physical strength.

Gunshots kept coming from behind, and the drug dealers kept chasing them to death because of their large number of people and strong firepower. From time to time, one or two people were hit by bullets and fell to the ground, holding their wounds and screaming.

The number on the task progress bar is also rising.

【Current Flight Civilian Death Toll: 17/30】

"Get in the car! Get in the car!"

Gu Ji ran to the front of the car, avoided the shooting, and with a whoop, pulled the door and jumped into the cab.

Unexpectedly, only Betty was the last person to follow.

Ignition, brakes, and reverse gear.

The rear of the car flicked back, and the front of the car pulled out from the bushes.

Taking advantage of the time when the car was turning around, Gu Ji took out the [Poison Needle Trap] landmine from his pocket with his left hand, pressed the start button and threw it out the window.

The landmines fell on the ground in the smoke and dust raised by the tires, as if they had been made into a fuzzy mosaic, and quickly disappeared.

"automobile!"

A drug dealer at the rear realized that he was about to run away, and immediately pulled the AR-15 rifle in his hand. The bullets hit the car body from far to near, instantly turning the rear windshield into a spider web.

"Ah!" Betty screamed in fright.

"Get down!" Gu Ji stretched out his hand and pressed her under the glove box, and his back slid down. He stepped on the accelerator with his right foot and observed the situation behind him through the rearview mirror. He saw that there were seven or eight drug dealers in the jungle. Cursing angrily, he chased after him, like a pack of wolves released from a starving prison.

Seeing the moment they approached the [Poison Needle Trap].

Boom!

The landmine exploded instantly, and hundreds of poisonous needles shot all around like a thousand arrows from an ancient army.

Without exception, the drug dealers who came after were either stabbed in the thigh or cheek with a poisonous needle, and some were stabbed in the eye, jumping and screaming like monkeys covering half of their faces.

In the blink of an eye, they went crazy, standing there as if they had eaten poisonous mushrooms.

Betty glanced back secretly, her eyes widened curiously, thinking that it was some kind of weapon that Gu Ji found from the previous drug dealers.

"Mr. Yasen, they shouldn't be able to catch up this time, right?"

"call……"

Gu Ji let go of his hand, and was just about to drive with peace of mind.

In a daze, from the shattered rearview mirror, he saw a black drug dealer raising the army green long barrel in his hand and trying to aim, and his expression suddenly changed: "Run——!"

Didn't even have time to explain.

Click, he kicked the door with his hands and feet, and jumped out of the speeding car without hesitation under Betty's shocked gaze.

In mid-air, he quickly retracted his knees, curled up into a ball, and covered his head and face with his arms.

A piercing scream whizzed past from above.

Bang, Gu Ji fell heavily on the grass beside the dirt road, and rolled to the side quickly, the rustling friction from the branches and the soil was roughly tearing his clothes and skin, but he hadn't stopped yet.

Boom--!
A violent explosion sounded from beside the ear, and the next moment, a strong shock wave and high temperature swept over in an instant, as if being hit by a large truck, it flew out of the bushes, and finally hit a tree trunk.

Landing on the ground again, the severe pain went numb to the scalp.

It nearly made him pass out.

"Ugh..."

Gu Ji only felt like his back was being pressed against a red-hot soldering iron, it was scorched, it was all scorched, and it would burst and bleed with a slight movement.

Lifting his head vigorously, the amber pupils reflected the scorching fire.

The leaves were falling, and the white Pajero off-road vehicle had been blown upside down, the frame was completely deformed and twisted, burning raging fire, indistinct, and there was a scorched black figure, who seemed to have failed to get out of the car in time. Betty escaped.

That's right.

The black drug dealer used the RPG-7 individual shoulder-mounted anti-armor rocket launcher, which can blow up a car with just one high-explosive bomb.

At this time, hurried footsteps came from the jungle.

Don't think about it, it must be the group of drug dealers.

They surrounded him from all directions, chattering in Spanish, as if they were scolding him or mocking him.

Gu Ji endured the severe pain. The strap of the AR-15 rifle in front of his chest had already been burned off, and he didn't know where to throw it. He could only grit his teeth and grope around his waist, looking for the Glock pistol.

But the moment he just felt the metal touch, da da!
The gunshot rang out, and there was a sharp pain in his back, and Gu Ji suddenly swallowed a mouthful of blood.

The bullet went into his lung and he couldn't live.

A fat man with gray curly hair and a beard in a bulletproof vest angrily scolded the younger brother who kicked and shot, as if blaming him for shooting indiscriminately, and then asked the yellow-haired man with black eyeliner beside him.

After a while, Huang Mao walked up to him, knelt down, and asked in English:
"Boss asks you, where did you get that anti-personnel mine?"

"Cough cough..."

Gu opened his mouth, but his throat was full of hot blood, he tried to swallow, looked at the circle of drug dealers standing in front of him, grinned, showing the bloody teeth inside, "from your mother's skin In the swallow..."

Bang bang bang!
……

……

"Hi sir, we have prepared seven-up, cola, orange juice, tomato juice, coffee, tea and water for you. What would you like to drink?"

"gentlemen?"

"Hahahaha..."

Gu Ji opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously touched his back, but the smooth touch of the shirt told him, "I'm back to death again!"

Although the body has returned to the initial state of the checkpoint, the feeling of the shock wave's high temperature and burning pain is still eating away at his nerves, making the muscles on the back of his neck tremble instinctively.

"Hey sir, the stewardess is calling you!"

Beside her, the aunt in sunglasses still touched her with her elbow.

Seeing Gu Ji was sweating profusely, the blond flight attendant hurriedly leaned over and said in concern:
"Sir, are you okay? I see a lot of sweat on your forehead. Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I, I'm fine."

Gu Ji took a deep breath, calmed his mind, then quickly raised his wrist, and set a 16-minute countdown on the smart watch again.

By the way, I glanced at the bloody countdown in the upper right corner of my sight, and there were only 39 hours left.

This time seems to be plenty.

But he has just experienced the mission of the second week, and he knows that the emergency landing of the plane is just the beginning, and then he has to face finding support, drug cartel hijacking the plane, waiting for the arrival of the Mexican military and police forces, negotiating or exchanging fire with drug dealers, and there may be more in the future. other tasks.

No matter which link, the time is calculated in hours.

That is to say, it's all about it.

He has two more chances.

If the follow-up task is delayed for a longer time, it is likely that at most this chance is left!

【Limited by physiological conditions...】

"The enemy's personnel and firepower far exceed ours, and there are not many people who can use guns on the flight. The air police died in two rounds of out-of-control planes. I have no way to concentrate my firepower advantage. The only way to compete with drug dealers , just waiting for official support..."

Accompanied by the game text that appeared in front of his eyes, Gu Ji silently evaluated the police tactics in his heart.

But no matter how he deduces the tactical allocation, he will not be able to gain the ability to fight against drug dealers immediately after the plane crashes, unless he can change the outcome of the plane crash and stay as far away from the territory of the Sinaloa drug cartel as possible. Injury clearance".

However, if you want to do this, look at the plot development of the two-week goal.

There are two difficulties in front of Gu Ji:

1. Who is the other drug dealer hijacking accomplice hidden among the passengers in the cabin?

This person is very important. Not only does he carry a microwave device that can destroy the radio, but he may also hide other lethal weapons, and he will always find an opportunity to contact the drug cartel. If this point is not resolved, it will always be a huge hidden danger;
What's even more frightening is that this person hides extremely deeply;
Whether it was the death of the man in sunglasses, Gu Ji's suggestion to go out to find communication support, or the last drug dealer attacking the passengers, he has never been exposed, so he is not afraid of being killed by a drug dealer?

2. No matter how much Gu Ji refreshes the game rewards, his ability is still not as good as the real captain.

Then, if the death of the captain can be prevented in advance, perhaps he can come up with some better ways to make the plane safely and smoothly landed at a nearby airport.

But how to prevent the captain from being killed?
to be frank.

Until now, Gu Ji still couldn't figure out why the drug cartel wanted to kill the captain. Could it be that the captain was a retired pilot of some Air Force Special Forces?Afraid that he would stop the hijacking?

He shook his head in denial.

The captain has already agreed to the drug trafficker's request, there is no reason and no position to kill him again.

And according to the plot of the first week, Gu Ji remembered that when the plane swooped down, the man in the sunglasses acted very flustered, indicating that he probably didn't know that the captain was killed.

Is there someone else who killed the captain?
Gu Ji frowned, carefully recalling all the details of Er Zhoumu's cab.

The captain's body had no scars on the surface, only bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the blood spurted out was splashed on the center console of the aircraft. This performance is very similar to the characteristics of hemolytic poisoning death.

The more common ones are all kinds of snake venom, such as the American lancehead Agkistrodon, African tree snake, etc., but the essence of snake venom is protein, and it must contact blood to exert its poisonous effect. The perfect assassination weapon: ricin and more.

Then the way to kill the captain...

A picture of food spilled all over the floor in the cabin suddenly appeared in front of Gu Ji's eyes.

Food poisoning! !
"Fake! You don't have eyes! My suit is very expensive!"

[The crisis begins! 】

[Please choose your initial reward! 】

[Language Specialization] or [Power Boost (Small)]

When the plot started, Gu Ji hurriedly took off his seat belt and got up, and chose the first reward.

Obviously, this round of luck is not very good. The power imprint is practical, but it is the lowest level after all, and it has limited use in the air crash level.

The blue light fell, and a familiar feeling came to my heart.

Gu Ji felt that he could immediately understand what the passengers from all over the world were chatting about.

[New goal: Survive for 30 minutes! 】

Arriving at the quarrel area between the short-haired stewardess and the Middle Eastern curly hair, Betty, the flight attendant, just heard the movement, and was about to lift the curtain of the partition of the business class to come over.

Gu Ji squeezed past one step ahead.

"Hello, Betty, the purser, I would like to ask, do the cab crew members have the same meal time as us?"

"You are……"

"My name is Yasen, and I am a flying enthusiast. I have taken the flight you served before."

"Oh, that's right. Our airline crew adopts a staggered meal time system. The captain is responsible for meals first, and then the co-pilot. I'm sorry, I still have things to deal with, and I'll answer your questions later."

Betty briefly explained a few words, but seeing the quarrel intensified, she had to find an excuse to leave.

Gu Jiluo leaned on the back of the chair next to him with some regret.

really.

The game will not give you such an easy way to clear the level. The captain's meal is handed up at the same time as the cabin, or even earlier, and when the level starts, a small half of the meal has already been distributed.

Gu Ji originally wanted to use the name "7472" to forcefully remind the captain that there was a terrorist attack and not to eat, but now it doesn't work either.

Because no matter how he dies and reverts, the captain cannot be saved.

As for eating at the wrong time in Betty's mouth, it is actually for the sake of safety. If the two pilots eat the same food, and it happens that there is a problem with the food, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the entire plane.

As early as the early 80s, an accident was almost caused by the problem of airplane meals. At that time, there was a piece of tapioca pudding in the airplane meal provided on the plane. Because the food did not take corresponding sanitation measures, the crew members were poisoned. Condition.

Later, in order to avoid accidents, the two captains generally ate different foods, and the meal times would be staggered, usually more than an hour apart.

"Airplane meals are prepared on the ground and delivered to the plane. If the attacker did not come from the ground, he was the flight attendant who delivered the meal to the captain."

Gu Ji glanced at the direction of the cabin through the gap in the door curtain.

That business class brunette stewardess?
She didn't seem to have any abnormal behavior in the last round...

He scratched his hair irritably, turned around, Betty was still apologizing to the Middle Eastern curly hair, and Chloe, the freckled girl, showed disdain at the side, making no effort to hide her distaste for the curly hair.

Riddle in a suit and leather shoes tapped on the computer keyboard.

The blond-haired stewardess continued to push the dining car to distribute food. After meeting the man in sunglasses, he still took out a dollar bill and handed it to the stewardess with a smile.

Since the "captain" can't be solved, all that remains is to find a way to find the hidden hijacker.

But the game only gave him 6 minutes in the airplane scene, and it was simply unrealistic to dig into each of the 107 passengers in such a short period of time.

So he can only screen out key targets first.

At present, among the people that Gu has come into contact with, Riddle, the man in a suit, is the most suspected. In the second week, he seems to know the Sinaloa drug cartel very well. He was also the first one to escape and disappear during the exchange of fire with drug dealers. of.

Perhaps it was because he kept observing and measuring the relationship during the analysis.

Riddle vaguely noticed his gaze, raised his head slightly, looked at him from the corner of his eye, and then quickly lowered his head.

There is absolutely something wrong with this guy!

Gu Ji immediately walked over quickly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Riddle, who was sitting in the innermost place, covered the screen of his laptop in a panic, raised his head and blinked innocently, "Uh, sir, what can I do for you?"

"you are working?"

"Ah, yes."

"What job?"

"Uh, um... just some reports or something, hey, you know, I don't seem to have seen you before, do we know each other?"

"I met you once before. Your name is Riddle."

As soon as these words came out, there was a flash of panic in Riddle's eyes, and more shock, and he murmured subconsciously: "No, why do you..."

Take advantage of the moment when the other party pulls out the USB flash drive of the laptop.

Gu Ji lunged forward, raised his hand and grabbed the laptop on the small table.

"Hey! Hey! Why are you robbing my computer!" Riddle was anxious for a moment. He got up and was about to snatch it back, but was pushed back by Gu Ji, his eyes full of fierceness: "I warn you! I will not let you know what happened to you!" You know! Don't challenge my endurance!"

"What, what is it..." Riddle was pushed to the wall, his eyes were weak, and he didn't dare to look at each other.

Another passenger on the other side of the seat looked at Gu Ji and Riddle left and right, seemed a little scared, and immediately got up and got out from between the two of them.

Gu Ji can't control so much at the moment.

Opening the notebook, fortunately, Riddle did not have time to unplug the encrypted USB drive, and the page was not closed, and an Excel spreadsheet was displayed.

"Fack! Give me back the computer!"

Seeing that the information was about to be revealed, Riddle broke out completely, using all his strength to rush forward to snatch it.

But he was no match for Gu Ji, he twisted his waist and body, swung his fist with his right hand like a giant ax for chopping wood, there was a loud bang, and then a click, and Riddle's jaw was dislocated , fell headlong on the seat, his entire cheeks were swollen.

"what--!"

"I hit someone!"

A few passengers nearby exclaimed, and in an instant, the eyes of the entire cabin were attracted.

Gu Ji knew that there was not much time left for him, so he hurriedly stared at the screen.

Quite Blanchard (Lord's Prayer), M26 grenades*300, M72A7 rocket launchers*50, transaction amount: 10.75BTC, remittance address ERC20;

Glenda Gordon (Black Youth Party), killer robot*30, transaction amount: 123.4 carat sapphire;
Zams Blade (Sinaloa drug cartel), suicide drone*30, high-frequency microwave radiation device*10, transaction amount: 879000 US dollars, remittance address OSA offshore account...

"Why does the content of this form seem familiar?"

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows, and instantly recalled the content of the document he saw on the mysterious computer of the taxi driver in the bomb level. He read the news afterwards, and it should be the secret ledger of the illegal arms dealer Klica. Track every illegal arms transaction, source, transaction personnel, amount, account, etc.

But hasn't this case been handed over to the Federal Court and the Naval Criminal Investigative Service because of the crimes of Marine Corps Colonel Sahwa?
It turned out that Riddle had something to do with the arms dealer Klica.

No wonder this kid knew the drug cartel so well. He might be an accountant or a lawyer. After Klica was assassinated by the bombers, he secretly fled the company with a backup ledger, which was why he was not caught by the FBI.

Based on this reasoning, the probability of Riddle being the hijacker becomes smaller.

"Sir, please stop immediately! What the hell happened!"

Seeing the fight here, Betty, the purser, immediately gave up the Middle Eastern curly hair, and then got up and followed the bald air policeman.

Riddle immediately changed his face, or he wanted to use the crew members to protect himself, and pointed at Gu Ji and wanted to shout, but because his jaw was dislocated, as long as he moved his mouth, his facial features would be distorted in pain, and he could not speak at all.

Passengers who knew the inside story took the initiative to stand up:

"The purser, he suddenly came over and asked this gentleman some questions, and then suddenly took his computer and beat him!"

"Sir, according to the International Civil Aviation Safety and Security Regulations, you have been suspected of the crime of violently endangering flight safety. I am now controlling you according to the law. Please cooperate!"

The evidence was conclusive, and the bald air police immediately took out the handcuffs from behind, ready to take compulsory measures against Gu Ji.

Perhaps because he was worried that Gu Ji's muscles were too big, his right hand was always on the grip of the gun. As long as he dared to make a slight movement, he would draw the gun without hesitation.

At that time, the situation was urgent, Gu Ji counterattacked completely instinctively, never thought that he would accidentally strike so hard.

Seeing the blond stewardess coming to Betty in a panic with US dollars, he had an idea in an instant, raised the computer and shouted:
"Mr. Police, I attacked him for a reason. I found that this man and the man in sunglasses sitting in front of the economy class were acting very suspiciously. After some questioning and snatching the computer, I found out that these two people were criminals and they were probably conspiring. Prepare to hijack the plane!"

"what……"

As soon as these words came out, the blond stewardess panicked in fright and fell to the ground. The dollar bill in her hand was also thrown out of her hand, and fell right at Gu Ji's feet.

The air police, Betty, and Gu Ji lowered their heads subconsciously.

Impressively written on it:

"Turn the plane back to Sinaloa Mazatlan Airport immediately, or I will detonate the gas bomb in my hand!"

(End of this chapter)