Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 290 - 150: Disaster Strikes, Government Emergency Response (Happy New Year)

Faint screams wafted from the distant alley entrance, and heads moved closer from the surrounding area.

Gu Ji hurriedly unlocked the car door with his key.

The water, slightly above the chassis, immediately gushed into the car through the door gap. Fortunately, the car's simple structure and durable interior meant it wasn't affected; the mechanical doors and windows barely had any electronic equipment, so a little water didn't matter.

He started the car, shifted gears, and hit the gas pedal. The vehicle shot forward.

It's often said, "Go slow through water, fast through sand." Vehicles should slow down in high water levels because a fast-moving car can create waves, and if water enters the engine through the intake, it can easily cause a breakdown, preventing it from starting properly.

However, Gu Ji's car had a modified high-level snorkel. As long as the water didn't cover the roof, the engine wouldn't get flooded.

"Splash..."

He drove the off-road vehicle like a speedboat, cutting a sharp, wedge-shaped wake through the water, quickly reaching the scene of the screaming.

A middle-aged Indian uncle, dressed in blue shorts and a white vest, was half-floating on the water's surface, his head submerged, limbs drifting with the waves like someone drowning and unconscious.

Among the onlookers, two young dark-skinned men in tank tops were preparing to save him.

"Honk! Honk! Be careful, don't go over there!"

"Ah woo woo~~"

Gu Ji honked and shouted to warn them, but it was a moment too late. The lead man in a dark green tank top suddenly clenched his jaw, his eyes rolled upward, and his limbs spasmodically convulsed as if in an epileptic seizure.

The other man in a red T-shirt was so frightened he froze on the spot.

"Sander! Sander!"

"What happened to Sander?"

"Oh, this is terrifying, get out, get out now!"

"Everybody, stay away! There's a live wire out there!"

Some onlookers quickly retreated in fear, while others still attempted to save the man in the green tank top named Sander. Gu Ji had to roll down the window and shout, "Anyone who feels a tingling in their feet, quickly hop back the way you came, and immediately call the power company and hospital to cut off the power in the area and send an ambulance over!"

"Sander! Can you hear me? Keep your feet together! Try to keep your feet together! Damn it! Anyone have a long pole for hanging clothes? Bring it over, the longer, the better!"

Before the power company cuts off the power, Gu Ji didn't dare to approach carelessly.

Perhaps because he was sitting in the car with a higher vantage point, he noticed that a black utility pole wire had fallen near the alley entrance when he first arrived. These old tar poles are prone to leaks in bad weather. Although he wore rubber boots, the water here was almost a meter deep, and the car body was all metal, so walking or driving through was equally dangerous.

That's why he asked bystanders to fetch wooden poles, hoping to move the person to a safe distance before performing a rescue.

The reason for Sander to keep his feet together was simple: to minimize harm from step voltage, as stepping with one foot in front of the other can create a voltage difference, increasing the risk of electric shock.

Sander's awareness was fading as he was being electrocuted.

Gu Ji couldn't wait any longer for the pole.

If Sander passed out from the shock, not only would the current affecting his body increase, but the current path through his body could change, potentially passing through vital organs like from head to hands or feet. Experience from electric shock accidents shows that if the current overwhelms the body for just 2 seconds after collapse, it can be fatal.

Not to mention the risk of drowning and suffocation!

He quickly took a safety rope from the back seat supplies, tied a loop, and put on rubber gloves from his downhole work suit. He climbed onto the car hood from the side window and tossed the loop toward Sander's head like he was playing ring toss.

Although Gu Ji wasn't a cowboy or a firefighter, the distance wasn't far.

After four or five attempts, he finally looped it over Sander's head.

Without hesitation, he pulled the rope, tightening the loop around Sander's chin, not worrying about anything else at that moment.

He managed to drag Sander over a meter away.

The guy finally escaped the high-current area. Once he regained consciousness, his first instinct was to reach for the rope around his neck.

"Don't worry about the rope. Get out of the alley quickly!"

"Cough, cough... Thank you, sir... cough!"

Sander, hearing the shouting, hurried out of the electrified alley with help from his friends, untying the loop while bending in gratitude to Gu Ji.

"The pole is here!"

"Pass it over to me quickly!"

Gu Ji rushed from the front to the back of the car.

The long pole was passed across the crowd, hand to hand.

It was a bamboo pole over four meters long. Standing on the car hood, he cautiously used the pole's tip to nudge the middle-aged man in the white vest out of the water. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Thanks to the rubber gloves, otherwise he wouldn't dare touch wet poles in such electrified waters, especially in a downpour where dry poles weren't an option.

Finally, they managed to nudge the man out of the alley.

Bystanders crowded in, lifting him out of the water.

"It's Mr. Chamar!"

"Mr. Chamar! Wake up!"

"Don't shake him, lift him onto the car hood! Did anyone call an ambulance?"

"We called, but haven't been able to get through!"

It seemed the medical resources were also paralyzed.

Frowning deeply, once the bystanders carried the man onto the car hood, Gu Ji called out a few times up close, lightly patting his shoulder, and then touched his carotid artery with his index and middle fingertips. Unfortunately, he couldn't feel any pulse.