Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 716: Chapter 320: Highest Honor

But unexpectedly, just as he was on his way out.

The ruins suddenly suffered a second collapse, burying Xiao Jian and his rescue dog completely.

When the crisis occurred, Xiao Jian chose to cover the little girl with his body. In the end, the little girl survived, but Xiao Jian and his rescue dog, however, were all sacrificed.

Since then, he has been deeply mired in guilt.

His superiors also assigned him a new search and rescue dog, named "Xiao Jian" to help lift his spirits.

"Could it be you giving me strength from behind..."

Bian Shizhang gently stroked Xiao Jian’s dog’s head. It seemed to enjoy it, squinting its eyes and continuously licking his fingers.

The commendation ceremony quickly ended.

When Gu Ji and the others took a bus leaving the courtyard of the Ministry of Public Security, turning onto Xidu Avenue, they happened to encounter a convoy coming out of the Ministry of Emergency Management grounds.

Looking through the car window, Gao Bo saw rescue soldiers inside, dressed in orange-red combat uniforms. He smacked his lips repeatedly, saying: "They must be the international rescue team soldiers participating in today’s commendation ceremony, but I don’t know which one is Bian Shizhang?"

"By the way, Gu Ji, I wanted to ask earlier, since you listed so many of his shortcomings, does that mean that if you were in command, you’d do it better than Bian Shizhang?"

Liu Weijun suddenly recalled the discussion in the vehicle.

Gu Ji noticed that inside the bus, those international rescue team soldiers were also curiously looking at them, including some familiar faces—Han Yue, Wang Yuexi, and...Bian Shizhang!!

"Huh? That’s hard to say. After all, I’m analyzing from a god’s perspective. Real combat is ever-changing and tests personal mindset. It’s like our police school exam compared to real captures, who can guarantee acting according to a perfect answer in actual actions?"

"You have a point."

Liu Weijun nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing no further interruptions, Gu Ji continued to focus on Bian Shizhang.

Since learning that Bian Shizhang’s character card had been activated in the morning, he didn’t choose to connect, and if necessary, he didn’t plan to contact him in the future.

It’s not that Bian Shizhang lacked ability.

Rather, the environment he was in was very different from other characters.

Although Gu Ji had only stayed in the earthquake level for six or seven days, he had a vague feeling of already integrating into the Xia Kingdom International Rescue Team. This team, primarily composed of soldiers, also had military characteristics: unity, bravery, and strong execution!

If Bian Shizhang received information about 7472, he might easily report it to the leadership.

That could catch the attention of relevant departments.

It’s not that Gu Ji was unpatriotic; he actually had the thought of revealing the matter.

But knowing that even his father’s Xia Science Institute 304 had a mysterious explosion and core technology theft showed how terrifying these forces hiding in the shadows were.

Causing plane crashes;

Casually supporting forces like Liangben and Myanmar North Gold Yuan Group;

Mysterious shadows invading the game;

Plus the "Eighth Orb" from the US military plan seen in the South Korea level.

This entire combination.

It had long surpassed the limits of what a normal person could accept.

Following the principle of "danger plus one," Gu Ji absolutely could not expose his association with the 7472 unit, especially having "Crisis Management Game".

"Maybe in case of a geological disaster in the future, find a way to activate this character..."

Returning to the guesthouse.

The superiors arranged a night flight and there was still time.

So in the afternoon, Gu Ji drove a few people around the vicinity, even taking Zhao Hua to Chang’an Gate for a photo.

After returning to Ningzhou.

It wasn’t long before Li Ruilin issued a new task.

But this time, it was rather bizarre; Gu Ji and Gao Bo, who were usually taken care of by him, unexpectedly were absent from this mission. Instead, it was Liu Weijun leading Zhou Yang, Zhao Hua, and Wu Kang to Wusi Province for a secret arrest mission.

As such, only Zhang Wenjun, Gu Ji, and Gao Bo remained in the third team.

The most terrifying part was.

Even with only two SWAT members left, Zhang Wenjun did not stop the training but instead "intensified" it, occasionally even Lei Wanshan would come to inspect them.

"Whew...it’s exhausting."

At the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team’s back mountain training field, Gao Bo removed his helmet lock, fanned himself with his gloves as Ningzhou’s weather became hotter nearing late May, chugging down half a bottle of water, "Gu Ji, do you think we offended someone? We can’t catch a break on tasks, yet keep getting drilled relentlessly?"

"Are you overthinking this?"

Gu Ji took a sip of water, looking at the hot shooting house and Zhang Wenjun and Lei Wanshan sitting under the pavilion, "But I feel like our recent training seems different from before."

"What’s different? Isn’t it just quick-response shooting?"

"We used to combine outdoor and shooting house training, and lately, it seems focused entirely on shooting house."

"You mean..."

"Yes, it’s like they’re intentionally strengthening our urban combat capability."

As Gu Ji finished speaking, Gao Bo’s eyes rolled within his sockets, cunningly saying, "I get it! I get it! Quick! Stop drinking; let’s continue training immediately!"

"What’s going on? We haven’t even rested for a minute!"

"What’s rest! Gu Ji, how come you, being so smart, don’t see it? Mr. Li and Mr. Lei are obviously sending Monk and others on different assignments first, leaving the real good work to us. This time is an assessment and honing period!"

Speaking of tasks, Gao Bo looked eager.

Ever since participating in the commendation by the Ministry of Public Security, his desire for achievements became particularly strong.

"Alright, alright, I’ll listen to you, after I finish this sip of water..."

Brazil, Brasilia.

Federal Police Bureau headquarters, deep in the night, at three in the morning.

Raindrops fell ceaselessly from the leaves.

Water droplets hit the ground, splintering, scattering, some airborne, others landing on the marble steps.

In front of the police headquarters’ entrance, a pair of black leather boots treaded over the water swiftly ascending the steps.

He held a black umbrella, clad in a loose olive-green shirt, yet it couldn’t hide his robust physique. But upon seeing the beard on his chin and the faintly twitching veins on his rough skin, you’d be surprised at how someone of his age could maintain such a muscular build.

"Antonie Yassen, you’re finally here!"

"Mr. Suriq, what’s the rush calling me, what’s happened?"

"This matter is still confidential, but it won’t be covered for long. Just yesterday morning, the digital blogger Kerby, who publicly opposed PM Company, was found dead at home!!"