Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 421 - 200: Escape

"How did your report to the airline go?"

"I called our cabin department supervisor, and he said that the headquarters has already set up an air crash incident response team. After learning that we were hijacked by drug traffickers and crashed within Mexico, they urgently contacted the Mexican Ministry of Communications and Transportation. He’s on his way to the response team as we speak."

"So, you haven’t directly contacted headquarters yet? Why would he..."

Gu Ji originally wanted to ask why the cabin department supervisor, upon learning the truth, didn’t immediately transfer the call to the higher-ups or the response team, instead of reporting in person and wasting time. But halfway through the sentence, he couldn’t be bothered to argue.

It was clear that the supervisor didn’t want to take the blame and was trying to secure some credit during the incident handling.

"I’ll say it one last time, the drug traffickers already know the approximate location of the plane crash. There’s no time for meetings anymore. Sending reinforcements from Panama would be too late; we must have the Mexican authorities immediately deploy the special forces and the Bat Task Force, or the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Alright, Mr. Yasen..."

Seeing Gu Ji’s bloodshot eyes and his terrifyingly fierce expression, Betty had no choice but to request immediate communication with the higher-ups.

The phone rang.

[Objective: Contact Panama Airlines, successfully obtain external support!]

[Please choose your reward!]

[Suicide Drones*2] or [Firearms Proficiency (Intermediate)]

Seeing the floating game text in front of him, Gu Ji finally exhaled half a breath, and the muzzle dropped half an inch.

If the mission hadn’t prompted him, he would have to worry that Betty might have called the drug traffickers instead of the airline for help.

Blue [Suicide Drones*2]: Autonomous drones using 1 kilogram of C4 high explosives mixed with steel balls, equipped with electro-optical cameras and AI to identify and strike targets. Flight time ranges from 15 to 45 minutes, with a maximum speed of 120 miles per hour, capable of searching for targets up to 25 miles away.

They can accurately lock onto vehicles and personnel, conduct reconnaissance and surveillance above targets, and execute self-destruction when battery power drops to 5%, with a kill radius of 70 meters!

Blue [Firearms Proficiency (Intermediate)]: Increases shooting accuracy by 28%, improves gun usability by 31%, enhances rapid-fire skills by 19%.

When he saw the first option, Gu Ji was nearly astounded.

This thing is akin to a mini-version of a small drone missile. Except for replacing the missile head with homemade explosives and lacking the high-level computer-controlled tracking cruise missions, the rest is almost identical.

Could it possibly be modified from a DJI drone?

"Kill radius of 70 meters, two drones..."

Gu Ji silently contemplated the cost-effectiveness of it versus the imprint. Two drones paired with a Poison Needle Trap mine could theoretically handle a 20-man squad without issue.

But after personally engaging in a firefight with the Mexican drug traffickers, he realized these might still not be enough.

Based on the equipment standards of the bald-headed drug traffickers, formal members of the Sinaloa Group would be equipped with bulletproof vests, automatic rifles, and grenades. Vehicles could be modified gun trucks or armored cars, paired with handheld rocket launchers, resembling a mercenary army, and even possessing microwave weapons as Riddle mentioned.

As a result, the suicide drones’ power would be greatly diminished.

Two opportunities instead of one made him choose a reward that would consistently improve his shooting abilities.

So, Gu Ji decisively chose reward two.

After the imprint was embedded, a massive amount of shooting skills surged in his mind, especially rapid-fire prowess, enhancing his close-quarters combat capabilities significantly.

During his last exchange with the two drug traffickers, it was actually a close-range rapid-fire battle, which challenged the shooter’s psychological resilience, physical coordination, reaction speed, and aiming capabilities.

Here’s the simplest example.

When precision shooting, you often look at the sights first, with sights clear and target blurred, maintaining a three-point alignment;

Yet, in close-range rapid-fire, you won’t have enough time to react. You must execute the aiming process at the moment of drawing the gun. During subsequent shooting, your focus must be entirely on the target, with sights blurred, and the target clear.

In addition, raising the web of your hand and maintaining a high grip ensure better control over the gun’s stability.

The reason Gu Ji dared to engage in a one-on-two close-range fight was, on the one hand, due to the rapid combat skills aided by the infiltration imprint, and on the other hand, the influence and weakening effect of VX nerve agent on the enemy.

It’s hard to imagine.

Reaction + Infiltration + Firearms Proficiency, combined with his other tactical skills, he feels his current combat ability could rival that of the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team’s special forces, a top domestic counter-terrorism unit!

[Secondary Objective: Eradicate the hijacking drug trafficker group!]

[Ultimate Objective: Prevent the AM649 air crash, keeping civilian deaths under 30.]

After choosing the rewards, two new mission lines refreshed in front of Gu Ji.

Above the character mark, there also appeared a target progress bar.

[Hijacking Drug Trafficker Group: Hamadi Salama (Eliminated), ??? (Unresolved)]

[Current Flight Civilian Death Count: 12/30]

The failure of both engines in the air accident makes emergency landing death rates very high. Of the 107 people on the entire plane, surviving half would be considered fairly fortunate.

Setting the game difficulty this high likely has only one explanation:

Death rollback elevated the mission variables.

"The next round might reduce to 20..."

Gu Ji gritted his teeth.

Emerging from the forest, he immediately saw the white old-model Mitsubishi Pajero SUV parked at the edge of the jungle.