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Chapter 580 Cooperation (please vote)

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

Although Dr. Thick Eyebrows said that there were only three police officers on duty, they were professional military police after all, so there was no guarantee that they would not arrange a doctor or expert to be in the monitoring room to observe and guard.

Arrived at the main entrance of the hospital.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass door, you can see the empty and messy hospital hall. In the middle are rows of blue benches for rest. On the left and right sides are the cashier counter and inquiry desk. Continue walking inside and you will see a straight corridor, which should be the outpatient department and examination area.

The police officer on guard was behind the desk at the inquiry counter on the right, holding his gun to his chest with the muzzle pointed at an angle.

This is the standard patrolling posture and also 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.

That is to say, as long as there is any unusual movement.

He can instantly switch to holding the gun at shoulder level and be ready for combat at any time.

You know, the hospital inside and outside has been completely blocked and controlled, but this guy can still maintain such a high level of vigilance, which is definitely not something an ordinary policeman has.

In fact, this can be seen from their attire.

Dark blue training uniform, soft bulletproof vest with integrated crotch protection, black helmet with wire explosion-proof net, FAL automatic rifle, black baton and pistol at the waist. Except that the equipment is a bit shabby, it is 70% similar to the domestic riot police.

In fact, Nepal's military and police have always been deeply influenced by the Xia Kingdom.

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

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

Therefore, the equipment of Nepal's military and police system is very messy.

From the American M16 to Belgian guns, from seized Indian guns to AKM and AK74 purchased from arms dealers, there are even many policemen who can only use batons made of bamboo.

but.

Even with professional training, the lack of personnel and equipment can never be compensated.

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

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

He stood patiently by the door.

I watched the police move from the consultation desk to the central seating area, and then walk inside, as if checking the corridors on both sides for any abnormalities.

It's now.

Taking advantage of the moment when the policeman had his back to the door, Gu Ji decisively rushed in with a gun.

Arch your back, tuck in your waist, take a ninja step, and aim with your shoulder.

Like a grey 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 special forces soldier should have.

In other words, as long as he wanted, at this distance, he could just flick his finger and the policeman would be a dead body.

"Zizizi... Don't worry, there is no..."

The policeman held the podium on his shoulder, seemingly communicating with his companions on the second floor, but halfway through his words, he vaguely felt that something was wrong behind him.

And at this time.

Gu Ji, the grey ghost, had already approached within less than 10 meters!

This is especially true when he is wearing a chemical protective suit, which is very likely to produce friction noises.

"do not move!"

The moment the policeman became alert and reached down with his left hand to grab the handguard of the gun.

Gu Ji was the first to speak and scolded, his voice was extremely cold: "Level IIIA full-protection bulletproof vest, within 10 meters, can't stop the ACE rifle in my hand. Now, raise your right hand and slowly throw the gun away with your left hand!"

"You in the end..."

"This is the last time, drop the gun!"

The policeman wanted to try to distract Gu Ji, but he didn't give him any chance.

The second shout startled the policeman so much that he froze.

This kind of murderous intent, as cold as a rift valley, is definitely not a joke.

Forced into a corner, the policeman had no choice but to obediently release his right hand from the grip and slowly raise it high. Then, he grabbed the handguard with his left hand, slowly removed the gun body and strap from his body, and threw them 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 remove the safety to the moment you turn around, you can't be faster than the bullet."

Gu Ji's eyelids drooped, still speaking coldly.

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

As the saying goes, "When an expert opens his mouth, you can tell the depth of a person."

After hearing this, the police no longer dared to hold out for anything and did as they were told.

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

It was Gu Ji approaching quickly.

"you want……"

"Oh!"

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

Then this guy fell to the ground limply like meat with its bones pulled out, and fainted completely.

"Phew... Done!"

Gu Ji breathed a sigh of relief, tightened his gun strap, and first quickly felt around the policeman's waist to make sure there was nothing dangerous hidden. Then he put on the discarded FAL rifle and pistol.

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

My peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a dark shadow swaying 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 of an M50 gas mask popped out from the door, and it was none other than Kaif!
"Come out, I've already dealt with the person."

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

Hearing this, Kaif tiptoed in, and only when she saw the policeman lying on the ground did she cover her chest and said in surprise, "Sister Sima, you are so amazing! Even the policeman is no match for you!"

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

Since there was free labor, Gu Ji no longer had to bother doing it himself, and instead focused on checking the police's personal belongings.

It can be seen from the police officer's ID.

This guy's name is Singh, he is in his thirties and is a police officer in the security force of the Kathmandu Metropolitan Police Department in Nepal, also known as the "riot police" in the country.

It seems that the authorities initially mistook this incident for a riot in a mental hospital.

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

"It turns out that this mental hospital is in Kathmandu. These extremists are really brave. They dared to set up a secret base in the capital!"

Gu Ji frowned.

This was twice as bad as he had originally expected.

Ordinary psychiatric hospitals are not built in the city center, and extremist organizations need to hide their tracks.

So he thought this was just some 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 500 million. Plus, it is a tourist destination, and every summer a large number of tourists from all over the world flock in. You can imagine how terrible the population density is.

Under such conditions.

Once this frenzied epidemic breaks out in Kathmandu.

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

This is the end.

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

Because they dare not gamble.

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

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

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

"What should I do?"

Kaif immediately became worried.

"Aren't there still hostages?"

Gu Ji curled his lips and immediately picked up an old Xiaomi smartphone that was manufactured five or six years ago.

Yes, it was that policeman Singh's.

He flipped through the photos and text messages, which were mostly about work and family. There were also a few photos of the interior of the hospital, showing those crazy infected people, as if they were taking pictures to report to their superiors.

The most common social software in Nepal are Facebook, WeChat and WhatsApp.

But after checking the time, I didn't find any news about the virus. However, there was a news report that "a large number of military and police appeared in Kathmandu to block the hospital, and a riot was suspected to have occurred in the hospital."

It seems that the authorities are intentionally suppressing the news about the crazy virus.

"That would be much easier to handle."

So, Gu Ji directly sent out the pictures of those crazy infected people, along with his analysis of the virus.

"Zizi..."

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

"Singer, get ready for the shift change!"

As soon as she put away her phone, the radio on policeman Singh's body started to sound, and Kaif was so scared that she rushed over.

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

as predicted.

After asking twice in a row and getting no response, the radio station was completely shut down.

Those two policemen must have been awakened!

There was no way. Gu Ji and Kaif were both women. No matter how they pretended, Singh's colleagues would easily find out. So it was better to be direct.

He and Kaif hid in two different places.

And make them wear police bulletproof vests and helmets and carry batons.

In this way, it is easy to give the opponent the illusion that two people are taking turns to cover.

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

It's not that Gu Ji didn't want to, but for someone who had never handled a gun, it would be extremely dangerous to suddenly pick up a gun, especially for a woman like Kafu who was easily startled.

He doesn't want to be killed by "his own people".

"Squeak!"

coming.

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

Then he heard a series of footsteps in the corridor.

Judging from the noise, there seemed to be 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, armed police or the army? We have followed the instructions from above and stayed in the hospital. What else do you want!"

"It seems that this guy thinks I am an official troop."

Gu Ji sighed inwardly.

This is also normal.

Who could have thought that among the infected people and lunatics detained in the experimental area, someone would climb down from outside the building with a rope and then take out a professional riot policeman!
However, Gu Ji could still hear a hint of dissatisfaction from this guy.

It’s even better if there are emotions!

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

"Wow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of metal shaking was heard 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, that's all. I just said that I am a staff member of this hospital, and I want to cooperate with you."

"Staff? No, I've never heard your voice. You escaped from the radiation zone!"

As soon as Gu Ji finished his explanation, someone rushed to refute.

Judging from the voice, it was not the armed policeman, but a slightly older woman.

"Yes, you are right, but you can see that I am communicating normally now and I am not infected. I have disinfected my whole body with alcohol and put on a chemical protective suit and a gas mask, so even if I am in the incubation period, I cannot spread the virus 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 also don't want to get into a firefight.

To know.

With one policeman suspected of being infected and Singh's life or death unknown, if more policemen are injured, they will completely lose control of the hospital.

If more crazy infected people appear at that time, they will be unable to resist.

So, this is human nature.

Once a crisis comes to you, no mission or bottom line matters.

Living is the most important thing!
"Why should we trust you?"

"Kaf, bring the person over."

Once the other party opens his mouth, there is hope.

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

Although the woman was afraid, she could not withstand Gu Ji's methods which were too terrifying. Besides, she was already on the "pirate ship" and it was too late for her to jump off.

I saw there was another person on the other side.

Several policemen suddenly became more cautious.

Just as Kaif brought Singh in front of her, a white shadow quickly stretched out from 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 focused, and he spoke word by word in a sonorous and powerful voice:
"I heard from the doctor you just pushed in that you are organizing medical observation and isolation, and distributing food and water. This is good, but have you ever thought that this will not solve the problem at all? How could this hospital only have these people? The radiation zone upstairs, is it something that an ordinary mental hospital can do?
To tell you the truth, before you rushed to the hospital to seal off the virus, 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 500 million people in Kathmandu are already deeply in this terrible virus radiation crisis! ! "

(End of this chapter)