crisis management game.

Chapter 26 Sir, cooperate

From childhood to adulthood, Gu Ji has played eight hundred games instead of one thousand.

But this "Crisis Management Game", he would like to call it:
The king of krypton gold!

The system can obviously grab it directly, but it insists on giving you an enhancement.

There are still 6.4 crisis points. He spent 5 points to light up all the basic skills in the three fields of natural disasters, accidents, and common defense in the research system, and raised his gun proficiency to level lv2. Whatever the type of level, he has enough confidence to deal with it. As for the rest, open the treasure chest.

The three basic knowledge skills are the same as his "Police Tactical Operations Disposal", which are all level 1 and full.

This time there was no damn time to wait.

The moment Gu Dian lit up his skills, a large number of knowledge fragments emerged in his mind, and they were crowded together, which took him more than a minute to digest.

Opening his eyes again, for some reason, he quickly locked onto the plug strip on the big brother's bed in the dormitory, and another plug strip was connected to the plug strip, leading to the top bed of the fourth brother's bedside.

Random patch panel;
The charging device is not unplugged.

Because the three-hole charging head in the dormitory is not enough, many students often have multiple power strips connected to one socket in order to make it convenient for them to charge and play mobile phones while lying on the bed.

He also noticed that the fourth child's power strip was always charged with a power bank.

Gu Ji stepped forward and reached out to touch the plug and charging treasure, obviously feeling the hot temperature.

"I'm exhausted!"

At this time, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and several short-haired youths wearing training clothes and casual shirts squeezed in together. The tall cannon head who opened the mouth, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was the fourth child in their dormitory: Li Zongxuan .

"Yo, you two came back early enough, have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

Gu smirked a few times, and pointed at the power bank by the way: "Fourth brother, your power bank is too hot. The temperature in Ningzhou is high in summer. I am afraid that it will be easy to catch fire if it accumulates heat for a long time. I am just going to help you unplug it."

Li Zongxuan was slightly taken aback, stretched out his hand to touch it, and was scalded with a "hiss", "Good guy, it's so hot..."

"It's almost [-] degrees in Ningzhou these two days. It's extremely hot in the training hall. Gu Ji is right. You'd better be careful. If you want to charge, just put it on the table. The bedding doesn't dissipate heat."

The boss, Jiang Hao, sat down on the lower bunk and wiped the sweat from his forehead while taking advantage of the scenery.

"It's still you who are careful."

Li Zongxuan patted Gu Ji on the shoulder, and immediately unplugged the power bank.

Gu Ji just smiled.

In fact, he rarely pays attention to these details, but after digesting the "Accident and Disaster Emergency Response" skills, he can easily detect several safety hazards in this dormitory at a glance.

Not only that.

A series of knowledge, such as fire prevention, flood prevention and earthquake rescue, safety of dangerous chemicals, hidden dangers of production safety, prevention of infectious diseases, allocation of health resources, use of mainstream firearms in the world, intermediate shooting skills, etc., are deeply imprinted in the In his mind, it was as solid and solid as the police tactical operations he had studied for four years.

In just 1 minute, he saved many people's time and energy for three or four years.

Gu Ji suddenly remembered the topic of "brain-computer interface" that was hotly discussed on the Internet some time ago. If this technology is really successfully developed, will the human brain be connected to the computer, will it be like him now, no matter what knowledge, as long as a "copy Paste", you can learn.

He had a vague premonition in his heart that the developer behind this "Crisis Management Game" was anything but simple!
The continuous high tension and high-intensity anti-terrorism treatment of the three rounds of death retracement, coupled with the strengthening of the research game, made Gu Ji a little tired.

Anyway, there is still a long time before the next round of checkpoints.

He threw himself on his bunk.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, the upper berth "came out" and poked out a head. It was Gao Bo, "No way, you fell asleep so early, have you checked the WeChat group? Lao Fang just posted the topic of our special police academy graduation exercise Now, you, me, brother Xuan and the boss are all assigned to the second scene: the hostage rescue from the killing house."

"We are the first one, bus hostage rescue."

Lying halfway on the bed by the window, the third child, who looked fair and clean, answered a sentence with his mobile phone.

When graduation is approaching, the professional instructors of each college will select students to rehearse the program and participate in the graduation ceremony.

Different from ordinary singing and dancing programs, the special police major has always been the trump card major of the Ningzhou Police Academy. , leaders of the provincial and municipal public security bureaus will also be invited to visit.

Gradually, this graduation exercise has become the best opportunity for the special police academy to show their face before joining the police, and everyone attaches great importance to it!

Gao Bo shook his eyebrows and grinned badly, with the expression of a greasy uncle seducing his little sister, "Why don't you get up and play two rounds and practice your coordination first?"

Gu Ji closed his eyelids and waved his hands: "Go ahead, I'm really tired today, so I'll go to sleep first."

"Okay, Brother Xuan, Big Brother, Second Brother, let's fight!"

After Gao Bo got out of bed, during the "anxious" battle of several people, Gu Ji's consciousness became more and more heavy, and finally, he fell into sleep completely.

at the same time.

Ethiopia, Ryde International Airport.

It was just past noon, and the scorching sun hanging overhead seemed particularly dazzling.

As the old international airport of the capital, the road environment here is obviously a little more desolate than the newly built Addis Ababa Bole Airport in the south of the city, but there are also many vehicles coming and going at the gate of the airport hall.

"Axi, sister, I've said it all. This time I captured a shocking secret. When I return to China and edit it, it will definitely become a hot topic on the Internet. By then, I will also become the hottest war photographer in Korea. Let Mom and Dad see their son's true ability!"

In the back seat of a yellow-green Toyota taxi, an Asian man wearing a light-yellow maple leaf shirt, with a ball head and a stubble of half gray and half black, is holding a mobile phone with a proud face.

During the phone call, a beautiful female voice came: "Brother, please stop making trouble. I have watched the news these days, and Ethiopia is very peaceful. You should go back to the club immediately. Your brother and I have been very busy recently. If you're going to die, just come over and help."

"Axi...what can I do for you? Do odd jobs?"

Hearing this sentence, the man with the ball head suddenly lost his temper. Seeing the car parked at the entrance of the airport hall, he hurriedly took out a few bills from his pocket and threw them to the driver, and got out of the car in a hurry, "Stop talking, sister, I Now I am busy catching a plane, and a lot of troubles are chasing me."

After hanging up, he muttered "Axi" and walked into the gate of the airport.

After finally passing the inspection at the door, just as the man with the ball head was about to take his backpack away, several security personnel in black clothes suddenly walked up to him and stopped him.

The leading black female executive smiled and said, "Sir, we have some objections to the items in your backpack, please follow us to the office for further inspection."

The man with the ball head was slightly taken aback, and replied in broken English: "May I have any questions?"

"Sir, please cooperate, it's just a routine inspection."

The female supervisor emphasized again.

He looked at the time on his watch, but he had no choice but to obey the female supervisor and the others came to the office.

The office is very simple, with only filing cabinets, a sofa, and a white desk. Behind the desk sits a middle-aged bald man playing with his mobile phone.

"Sir, please cooperate and open the backpack."

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(End of this chapter)