Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 414 - 197: Into Hell (Part 2)_2

Gu Ji is also a man, and he likes to look at beautiful women, but in a situation like this, thinking about men and women is either purposeful or just plain foolish.

It’s hard to tell whether the game intentionally designed it this way, or if real life is just full of coincidences;

After encountering Ito Meiyu and Pan Xinli, he always felt that women who are excessively proactive and enthusiastic are never simple.

"Alright, it’s about time, let’s get ready to enter the cabin."

After waiting for an hour and a half, the temperature on the plane finally came down, and Bolton called over the crew, "Betty, you all stay here. Mr. Yassen and I will check the cabin first."

"Ah? Okay."

Betty glanced at Gu Ji, not understanding why Bolton didn’t take her, given she was the chief stewardess and the main person in charge of the airplane cabin besides the pilots.

There was no other way, as it concerned the lives of nearly one hundred passengers.

Since experiencing life and death together and witnessing Gu Ji’s capabilities firsthand, Bolton now only trusted Gu Ji.

Just as the two were turning to walk towards the plane.

A passenger called out, "May I ask if the plane is safe now? Can we go up to retrieve our belongings?"

The two of them turned back at the same time.

In sight was the middle-aged man in a sharp, dark gray suit and slick, dark brown hair, looking very much like a business elite.

Gu Ji squinted slightly.

From what he remembered, this person had more than once mentioned wanting to return to the plane to get something.

Given his successful person’s attire, he should be in business class. Could it be that the economy class is more convenient to collaborate with the sunglasses man to hold hostages, where the chaos of more people would make small actions easier to go unnoticed?

Beside him, Bolton raised a hand to calm everyone.

"Please wait a little longer. I cannot confirm the safety of the plane yet, so I need to conduct a check first. The terrorist was taken care of by Mr. Yassen, so he is responsible for collecting and examining the items and clues on the thug."

Hearing that, everyone couldn’t argue.

The two quickly walked into the cabin.

In the high temperature and humidity environment, the semi-enclosed airplane cabin was like a large steamer, and one could imagine the kind of smell the bodies would emit in such an environment.

"Ugh—!"

Bolton immediately vomited.

Gu Ji also instinctively felt a bit nauseous, but having personally experienced the bloodier and more brutal scenes in underground levels, he adapted to such environmental stimuli very quickly.

Bolton pulled out the toolbox and ran outside the plane to check the avionics.

Meanwhile, Gu Ji headed to the business class, looking for the Glock 17 handgun, which unexpectedly, was right under the seat foot of the first-row sofa.

Upon acquiring the firearm, it was a Glock 17-4.

He pressed the latch, removed the magazine, glanced through the quick observation hole, seeing it fully loaded, reinstated it, skillfully pulled the slide, and temporarily tucked it behind his waist, then started searching on the bald police officer’s body.

In this situation, having a weapon was crucial.

Unfortunately, the air marshal didn’t have extra magazines on him, perhaps because they weren’t needed on the plane, so he just removed the quick-draw holster.

Next, he moved to the sunglasses man’s body, feeling for the VX nerve agent.

This was what he was most concerned about.

The reason he didn’t rush in with Bolton at that time was his fear that in a panic, the sunglasses man would seize this thing for extortion, given the lethality of gas in the cabin was too great. Otherwise, with his current level of combat, killing a drug dealer without hot weapons wouldn’t require him to be so cautious.

"Found it."

Gu Ji pulled a VX nerve agent, about the size of a lipstick, out of his pocket.

Due to its stable chemical properties, it’s often used in artillery shells, bombs, and other ordnances, detonated to disperse, and the tube likely contains sodium nitrate, barium nitrate, and other substances. When exploded, it would rapidly gasify and spread the VX agent, filling the entire cabin in seconds.

As for how the sunglasses man brought it onto the airplane?

As a drug dealer, wrapping it in plasticine and hiding it deep in the rectum was child’s play.

"Hamadi Salama..."

Gu Ji also found his passport and phone, with no signal akin to others, and did not find any EMP or HPMW devices.

It could be concluded then,

the drug dealer’s accomplice was hiding among those outside the plane!

He pocketed the VX agent bomb, quickly walked into the economy class, enduring the stench emitted by dead bodies, and found his backpack among the scattered trash; the Poison Needle Trap mines and other equipment were "lying" peacefully inside.

With these, plus the handgun and VX nerve agent, he at least had some means to resist the drug dealers.

He strapped the backpack on, and before leaving, relying on his strong memory, went to the vicinity of that suited elite’s seat, found the laptop computer, but checked and found nothing special, and even accessing the desktop required a password.

Helplessly, he only could let it go for now, sliding down through the emergency exit.

Bolton was at the nose of the plane, standing on a ladder inspecting the internal avionics system, and popped his head out at the sound of sliding, "How’s it on your end?"

"Couldn’t find any electromagnetic pulse devices on the thugs."

"I checked the radio systems, all micro-transistors responsible for signal transmission and reception are carbonized, chips are burnt, it indeed looks like an electromagnetic or microwave weapon attack. As for why the engine failed, I have yet to find out."

"That’s not important."

The cause and process of an air crash are very complex, requiring professional investigators to retrieve the black box and repeatedly simulate and analyze the situation. The real challenge before Gu Ji and Bolton now was the Sinaloa State Drug Trafficking Group!