crisis management game.

Chapter 6 failure (minor revision of this chapter)
Has it been 20 minutes?
Gu Ji's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the few lines of text floating in front of him.

It appears that there are rewards for each objective completed.

White [strength increase (small)]: increase the upper limit of total strength by 9%, increase the number of white muscle fibers by 13%.

White [First Aid Needle (×1)]: Contains a Morphine Pain Relief Needle and Sulfa Mixed Dressing, which can quickly relieve pain and stop bleeding, and save traumatic shock.

are all good things.

Gu Ji lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his left waist. The bandage had been completely dyed red. With the light of his watch, he could see a pinch of bright red reflection on the iron sheet of the pipe under his body.

"Tick."

Another drop, falling on top.

is blood!

In the thrilling escape just now, he completely ignored the pain, causing the wound to tear again, causing more violent bleeding.

The negative states such as dizziness, weakness, and even shock caused by blood loss are far greater than the 9% strength limit bonus.

The results are obvious.

According to his current state, the second option is more important.

"We can only wait for the new goals to be completed in the future, and then see if there is any better reward."

With a thought, Gu Ji chose [First Aid Needle (×1)].

Same as the first round of selection, the text in front of him dissipated, and the option turned into a white light, which fell in front of him and turned into a white needle tube. At the same time, a new prompt sound appeared again:

[New goal: Find someone important, Gillian Foster! 】

"Gillian? Who is this...?"

good.

No directions, no photos.

I don't even know if it's male or female, old or young.

This is the so-called important person?

The most important thing is that Gu Ji can't even protect himself now, so he doesn't have the energy to find something safe and secure.

He decided to deal with the injury first.

Pick up the first aid needle, there is 15mg morphine hydrochloride injection in the needle tube, as the most powerful analgesic used in the world, morphine has excellent pain effect, fast absorption and long duration of drug effect, especially for battlefield trauma, surgery, Severe pain such as burns, but the side effects are relatively large. Excessive use is easy to become addicted, and even poisoned to death.

Gu Ji pointed the needle directly at his buttocks and pushed all the way to the end.

Pull out, pull the thruster away, snap off.

Inside is a light yellow powder, the main ingredient is sulfonamide crystalline powder, which is an antibiotic, generally used in hemostatic dressings to prevent wound infection and promote wound healing.

Gu Ji took off the bandage, sprinkled the powder around the wound, and rewrapped it tightly.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or the painkiller injection really works quickly, but he feels that the pain is not as severe as before.

After dealing with the injury, he began to think about new goals.

Since it is called "Crisis Management Game", the core of the game must be "how to handle the crisis", and the mission should be set up around it, so this "Lydia" may be one of the elements to solve this crisis.

"Looks like I have to go to the second floor."

Gu Jigang has seen the tragedy on the first floor of the airport, and the chance of survival is too small. Although the second floor is extremely dangerous now, but the target is there, he has to follow the rules of the game, and it is impossible to just escape for his own life.

Pulling out a strand of hair, he quickly found the central exhaust shaft according to the airflow.

The exhaust shaft is an exposed concrete structure, connecting all the exhaust ducts on the first and second floors up and down. On the top is a huge ventilation fan that draws air upwards. It is also fixed by a thick iron frame net. It is rumbling and loud.

After researching for a while, Gu Ji felt that his original idea of ​​"escape from the ventilation fan" was a little too naive. Such a huge device, without professional tools, may be difficult to disassemble in a while.

After wiping off his hand sweat and plasma on his trouser legs, he took the 56-2 for a dash, and then he stretched out his feet, stepped on the steel ladder of the exhaust shaft, and began to climb up.

The updraft blows the floral shirt and hair fluttering non-stop, which is fascinating to the eyes.

Fortunately, the morphine started to take effect, without the interference of pain, Gu Ji grasped it firmly.

When he came to the second floor, there were a lot of ventilation ducts, which were divided into left and right sides. At this time, he could only try his luck. He chose a duct on the left.

After crawling for more than ten meters, several gunshots suddenly startled him.

"It seems to be not far to the right."

Gu Ji cautiously came near an air intake, glanced along the gap, and vaguely saw two thugs surrounding a group of squatting tourists hugging their heads in front of a certain boarding gate, one of them was wearing a black suit The hood looked like he was checking something, and another thug with a bald tattoo was shooting at the crowd with a gun, and he killed people for fun in a joking way!
"It's so fucking inhuman!"

He cursed in his heart, his eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't help pulling the trigger with his right index finger. Not to mention he was a police student, even a random passer-by would not be able to turn a blind eye to such evil things!
But in the interval between gunfire bursts.

He seemed to hear some small movements behind him.

someone!

Gu Ji felt a chill down his spine and was startled. In just a moment, he grabbed 56-2 and rushed to take a look behind him. When he turned around, the strange and familiar system prompt sound appeared again in his mind:

[Gillian Foster is dead, the target search failed! 】

【Randomly punishing...】

[Your round of target selection rewards have been deducted! 】

what! ?

The moment the voice sounded, he was hardly given any chance to react. In an instant, the stabbing pain from the gunshot wound on the left side of his waist suddenly hit him, and the blood seeped into the bandage in an instant, as if the wound treatment done before was all an illusion.

Gu Ji's eyes were cracked in pain, and his arms were shaking while holding the gun.

At this moment, at the corner of the air duct not far away, the muzzle of a cold metal gun suddenly cut in, and a series of flames burst out head-on, da da da da!

Gunshots!

"Fuck!"

Gu Ji's eyes were red, and his body was in severe pain, so he could only pull the trigger in place and shoot back wildly at the flames.

Numerous warheads were like iron rain, intertwined in the narrow ventilation duct, tearing the iron skin, and one of them hit his left arm, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer!

Pfft!

The blood flew, and the minced meat splashed, revealing the white bones.

Gu Ji was covered in blood, his pale face was ferocious and crazy, but he still shot with one arm despite everything.

Never die!

If I die, I will change it!
But after a while, bang——!There seemed to be a truck hitting under him, with a loud bang, the entire ceiling collapsed, Gu Ji was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily from a height, his entire lower body was shattered, full of broken holes.

Shotgun!
"Cough... slightly..."

He was lying on the tiles, coughing blood out of his lungs uncontrollably, in the turbid blood-colored sight, there were black military boots, kicking, kicking, approaching him, it was a thug, but he didn't even have a finger Can't move.

Gradually, a warm current flowed through the whole body, Gu Ji's eyes went dark, and he finally lost all consciousness.

……

……

"Dengdengdeng~ Ladies and Gentlemen, good afternoon, EgyptAir flight CA981 to Gord is now open for check-in. Passengers, please take your bags and tickets and go to EgyptAir counter No. 2 for check-in. Thank you! "

"The Ethiopian Media Administration reported that since April 4, the armed conflict in Gresif State has caused the displacement of millions of civilians.

"There is the latest development in the killing of the Ammu people. It is reported that the government revealed that the incident is likely to be related to the ethnic clashes of militants. This is one of the deadliest attacks in the country in recent years..."

Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia, Old Delai International Airport.

At the entrance of the lobby on the first floor, many people are queuing up to pass the gate for inspection. In the lobby, some people are busy exchanging tickets at the check-in gate, some are watching the large screen of flight information, and some are sitting on chairs to browse news on their mobile phones.

Not far from the temporary inspection gate on the first floor of the airport, there is a temporary inspection office less than ten square meters.

"Huh! Ha..." Gu Ji woke up in vain, gasping for breath. Countless images of blood, thugs, and cold muzzles flashed in his mind like a movie, making him have a splitting headache.

Am I dead?

Or back to the dormitory?
"Sir! Sir?"

Suddenly, someone seemed to shout a few words in my ear.

Trying to open his eyes, three black men in blue and black uniforms with red string tags were standing in front of them.

Gu Ji was stunned for a moment, quickly glanced at his left arm, touched his left waist, and checked other parts of his body, no damage at all, and finally turned his head blankly, scanning around.

This is obviously not his dormitory, but the dilapidated air-conditioned security check office that he just traveled through.

Familiar cabinet table arrangement.

familiar person.

Including the bald policeman, who was still sitting behind his desk indifferently, playing with his mobile phone.

What is going on?
"Sir, your complexion looks very bad. Do you feel unwell? Can I call a doctor for you?" The black female supervisor seemed a little afraid of taking responsibility, and asked politely.

Gu Ji didn't answer.

"gentlemen?"

The female supervisor asked again, "Sir, if you are fine, please cooperate. Please open the backpack. If you do not cooperate, we will have to check it ourselves!"

Before he could respond, two young black men walked up and rudely unzipped their backpacks. Their behavior was the same as before!
[Crisis event begins! 】

[Please choose your initial reward. 】

[Reaction Boost (Small)] or [Dining Knife (×1)]

　It mainly fills in the details of the protagonist's death battle, and has little effect on the overall plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)