Crisis Management Game

The two had worked together more than once.

So Evan immediately understood what he meant. While Gu Ji was coming over to take the bullet, he shouted with his teeth bared, trying to distract Ivan at the door, while his left hand slowly approached the pistol.

"Swish!"

"Damn it!!"

In an instant.

Evan's left hand was as fast as lightning, and he suddenly pulled out the pistol from Gu Ji's waist.

But Ivan was not a pushover. He could be an insider in the Russian Deep Sea Research Bureau for so many years without being discovered. His combat quality must be very strong.

Seeing Evan's shoulder moving abnormally, he quickly raised the muzzle.

Just when he was about to aim at the head, Gu Ji suddenly grabbed Evan's wrist holding the gun and stood up, shouting: "What are you going to do!!"

Evan's eyes widened.

He thought Gu Ji wanted to use his life to exchange for the enemy's trust.

But in a flash, he found that Gu Ji's left eye had been hinting at something.

"Ivan, what happened?"

"Damn it! That American stole Gould's..."

In the corridor, Rustam heard the noise and was about to come over.

But he was still a step too late. Before Ivan could even finish his words, he heard three gunshots at the door. He was hit several times in the chest and neck, and fell against the wall of the corridor, blood spurting.

Rustam's face suddenly changed.

Seeing a gun muzzle suddenly flashing at the corner of the door, he hurriedly pulled the trigger, shooting and dodging.

The next second.

Bullets flew in the corridor.

The red-faced fat man squatting on the ground saw this opportunity, and hurriedly jumped up and bumped into Rustam who was retreating.

The sudden collision.

Rustam, who was moving quickly, had no time to react. He staggered a step and lost control and crashed into the wall next to him.

"Damn it!"

He grinned and cursed, just trying to stabilize his body.

But a flash of fire suddenly appeared in front of the emergency room door, and then the abdomen and chest seemed to be hit twice by a hammer, and the whole person fell backwards.

"Da! Da! Safe."

Two more gunshots.

The red-faced fat man watched the rebels Ivan and Rustam being shot in the head one after another.

Then a cold voice was heard. It was Gu Ji holding an ADS rifle and turning around the corner of the door.

"Uh! Uh!"

I don't know if Gu Ji's action to silence him was too decisive.

Seeing Gu Ji coming up with a gun, the red-faced fat man began to struggle desperately.

But when Gu Ji really caught him.

He pulled out the cloth stuffed in his mouth.

"Sorry, sir, there are too many traitors in this group, and I have no choice!"

"You, what do you want to do!"

Unexpectedly, the red-faced fat man can speak some English. Although the pronunciation and grammar are very awkward, relying on words and sign language, he can barely understand what he means.

"I just want to avoid a crisis!"

"Don't move! So, are you in the same group with them?"

Evan asked weakly from behind.

Gu Ji turned his head slightly, and saw from the corner of his eye that he was pointing a pistol at the back of his head.

"Yes, but I'm just undercover beside them to investigate the truth."

"Investigate the truth? Then why didn't you say it directly at the beginning, and even misled us to investigate the black female tourist!"

"If I had said it at the time, would you believe me?"

"I..."

Faced with Gu Ji's answer and question, Evan was speechless.

Thinking from another's perspective.

It was indeed difficult for him to believe all this at the time.

If they hadn't experienced so many things together, I'm afraid he would have found it difficult to believe that Gu Ji suddenly grabbed him and was actually helping him.

After all, Evan's right shoulder was shot, and no matter how flexible his left hand was, it couldn't compare with the speed of his dominant hand.

If Gu Ji hadn't used the dispute to block Ivan for him and attract attention at the critical moment.

I'm afraid he would have been shot in the head before he stood up and fired.

Thinking of this, Evan put down his gun.

Gu Ji untied the red-faced fat man's arms and explained: "Now, I have investigated their purpose clearly, to seize the torpedo compartment, launch torpedoes, and provoke war."

The red-faced fat man pretended to move his wrists, took the opportunity to pick up Rustam's gun and distanced himself.

"Who are you, CIA, MI6, or DGSE..."

Evan's face tightened and he also raised his pistol.

Gu Ji knew that the Russian captain was still wary of them, after all, he was from the Deep Sea Investigation Bureau.

But at the moment, there was no room for the three of them to confront each other here.

He raised his hand to signal the two to put down their guns.

"Captain, our internal strife now will only benefit those extremists. In the end, not only will this submarine crash, but it will also drag your country into a meaningless war!"

Perhaps Gu Ji's words had an effect.

Or perhaps, the red-faced fat man knew that he could not deal with two people at the same time, so he lifted the alert.

"How many of you are there?"

"I'm not a core member, so I don't have access to much information. Currently, I know that there is only one Middle Eastern woman in the submarine."

"The people in the submarine are easy to deal with. These soldiers are enough to deal with them. The real difficulty is outside the submarine."

Evan covered his wound and walked over slowly. "If I guess correctly, the submarine was attacked just now, right?"

The red-faced fat man looked gloomily at Ivan's body lying on the ground.

"That's right. When we were talking in the conference room, Ivan told me that passive sonar detected metal objects moving towards us in the upper layer of the sea, and then we were illuminated by sonar;

I wanted the control room to launch sound jammers to deceive, but it didn't work. The enemy fired two torpedoes directly at us, but judging from the damage to the hull now, it didn't hit us."

"Because they didn't want to destroy the submarine from the beginning, but to force you to surface."

Gu Ji took over the conversation and repeated his analysis word by word.

"Damn, if what you said is true, I don't think this is the style of extremist organizations. They can carry out terrorist attacks, hold submarines hostage, and negotiate with Russia."

Evan frowned and shook his head as he spoke.

"But provoking a war will not benefit them at all. The only beneficiary of this event is the national power level. Moreover, since Pablo was arrested, it is very unlikely that private forces own submarines, let alone an attack-class submarine..."

The "Pablo" he mentioned.

Known as the most arrogant drug lord in history, even the short Gumans, the leader of the Sinaloa drug cartel that Gu Ji encountered in Mexico, is his fanatical fan.

At his peak, Pablo had a private army of more than 40,000 people, smuggled countless arms, such as airplanes, armored vehicles, and even privately built submarines.

But that was only in the late 20th century.

Since countries began to fight terrorism, crack down on drug dealers, and pay more and more attention to special operations, no private forces can compete with national power.

Even the world's most terrifying extremist organization, Al Qaeda, was killed by the US Navy SEAL Team Six.

"National level?"

Gu Ji murmured and repeated.

This angle mentioned by Evan was the first time he considered it.

But it is really possible.

Just like movies and TV series such as "Iron Rain", some national power classes secretly provoke wars to obtain huge political benefits, and even push themselves to the position of head of state.

The red-faced fat man stood next to him, his face purple and uncertain, and I don't know what he was thinking.

There was a long silence.

He suddenly said: "The most important thing now is to return to the control room first, and then find a way to contact the base!"

"It's useless. They have equipment that can interfere with submarine signal transmission. If we want to return to normal, we must find a way to find the remaining extremists!"

Gu Ji glanced at the impact factor that soared to "8.37" in the upper right corner while speaking.

The bloody red number means that he is on the verge of being exposed.

It proves that the female model named "Faris" should have known the news of Rustam's murder and blamed him for it.

This made Gu Ji curious.

You know.

At present, except for the [SCⅡ Ghost Server] in his hand, there are probably few devices in the world that can realize real-time communication among multiple people in a deep-sea submarine more than 3,000 meters below.

"I think Gould is right. If these guys really capture the torpedo compartment, everything will be too late!"

Evan also agreed with Gu Ji's proposal.

The red-faced fat man pondered seriously and finally nodded.

[Goal: Successfully gain the trust of Akelimovich! ]

[Please choose your reward! ]

Special [Arctic Ocean Chart] or Special [Submarine Tactics Expertise]

Is it successful?

Could this red-faced fat man in front of him be Akelimovich?

Looking at the system prompt that suddenly appeared in front of him, Gu Ji was slightly startled.

After thinking about it, there is only this possibility.

I really didn't expect that after going around in circles, the mission target was actually right in front of me.

However, even if he knew that this guy was Akelimovich, Gu Ji would hardly have the opportunity to gain his trust last week.

As a senior official of the Russian Deep Sea Investigation Bureau and the captain of the strategic nuclear submarine "Losharik", how could he trust an outsider with just a few words?

If Gu Ji hadn't killed two rebellious extremists in front of him.

I'm afraid he still couldn't get the guy's approval.

"But these two options..."

Gu Ji always felt that the system was deliberately playing tricks on him.

In the second round of rewards, none of them were useful, so he was forced to choose the combat mark;

This round was very important to him, and he wanted both.

Especially the submarine tactical mark, which included two sets of tactics for attack aircraft submarines and strategic missile submarines, from combat principles, deployment, and command to soldier coordination, action plans, and safeguards.

It is no exaggeration to say.

With the sonar mark he now has, Gu Ji is no different from the Russian captain in front of him.

"Gould, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing, I just think that the remaining extremists should be captured alive as much as possible, so that some useful intelligence can be interrogated." Gu Ji responded casually.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and chose the sea chart.

This thing is really useful for submarines.

Especially now that the Losharik has completely lost its real-time navigation capability.

As for another reason.

Even if Gu Ji learned submarine combat, the red-faced fat man, Akelimovich, would probably not give him the combat rights of the submarine.

And.

His purpose is to resolve the crisis.

Instead of really controlling the submarine to fight with the navy of another country.

[Ultimate goal: avoid a direct military war and control the death toll of the entire incident to less than 10 people. The current death toll is 8/10! ]

[Side goal: eliminate all enemies in the "Losharik". ]

Looking at the mission goals refreshed by the system, Gu Ji had already understood it in his heart.

The purpose of these guys is indeed to provoke a war.

But what he didn't expect was that 8 people had died in the current level.

Since the change in the conference room, Rustam and Ivan have only killed three soldiers, plus the two killed by him and Evan, a total of only five people.

Did Faris kill three alone?

For the first time, Gu Ji felt that he seemed to underestimate the beautiful model.

In comparison.

The side mission seemed much simpler.

He has now gained the trust of the Russian captain Akelimovich. As long as he can lend him a few Russian soldiers, it is only a matter of time to eliminate the extremists.

Moreover, he must also kill all these people.

Otherwise, once the game is cleared, it will reflect reality.

If his influence factor does not drop below the safety line, it will definitely expose "Gould"'s identity as the owner of the game system.

Only when all the insiders are eliminated can Gu Ji "rest assured".

The three of them returned to the third floor of the submarine along the original route.

As a result, as soon as the watertight door was opened.

Four or five guns were pointed at his head.

Akelimovich cursed a few words in Russian, and his men hurriedly pulled him up.

Watching several people talking in a babbling manner, and occasionally secretly looking at each other, Evan couldn't help but worry a little, and whispered to remind him: "Gould, we can't completely trust these Russians, what if they are doing something behind the scenes..."

"The captain has told me everything, and I will cooperate with you to capture that woman next."

Before he finished speaking.

Among the soldiers, a tall, blue-eyed man who could speak English came over and extended his hand: "You can call me Maxim."

"My name is Gould. Can you tell me about the current situation of the submarine?"

"No problem. When the submarine was attacked, your gunfight in the conference room alarmed many people. A female tourist on the second floor took advantage of the weak defense and suddenly killed one of our soldiers. Two tourists died in the chaos. Gorukov is now chasing, but there is no news yet."

The "Gorukov" he mentioned is the thin soldier of the Sea Dog Special Forces.

When Evan heard that two tourists had died, his heart tightened.

Because before he left, Faris was with Old Buller and the others, so he hurried forward to ask: "Who are the two dead tourists? Is our captain among them?"

"Are you talking about the retired American submarine soldier? Yes, he was killed by that woman."

"What!?"