Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 387 - 186: Final Arrest (Part 2)

Gao Bo just wanted to shake the foam off the shield by vibrating it, but once this stuff stuck to the shield, it solidified as quickly as super glue, making even moving the shield difficult. Most severely, their field of vision was completely obstructed by this "special white foam"!

The Yijuan Association indeed had a backup plan!!

Although Gu Ji was secretly startled upon seeing this, he quickly realized that it must be a mysterious compound similar to Shao Liang’s "special amine derivatives," which was the true reason the military intelligence department was willing to step in!!

BANG——!

In an instant, the sound of a sniper rifle’s bullet explosion came from behind again.

Unlike the previous gunshots, this time the sound was louder; it was the CS/LR4 sniper rifle of the military reconnaissance tactical team!

"Target missed..."

"Whoosh!"

Just as the voice of the military sniper echoed in the tactical headset, Gu Ji instinctively twitched his ears and vaguely heard some commotion. Suddenly, a black shadow burst out of the darkness obscured by the white foam, rushing fiercely toward the three of them!

"Watch out!!"

Although Gu Ji heard someone taking several steps ahead, he did not expect the shadow to move so fast. Just as he reacted and tried to aim with his gun, the shadow had already rushed up to him.

In the darkness, arm shadows flew, and a strong wind blew. Two silver lights, chilling and sinister, directly went for his face!

Gu Ji’s expression changed dramatically.

Click! At the critical moment, he pulled the trigger, not caring whether the bullet hit the target, he raised the rifle in front of him, protecting his neck with his shoulder.

Crack!

The blade stuck onto the gun’s body, and with a tremendous impact, Gu Ji’s body leaned back as both he and the attacker fell to the ground, sliding across the grass.

"Gu Ji! Gu Ji!"

"Pin him down! Quickly, pin him down!"

"Ah!"

On the ground, Gu Ji could no longer hear what was being said around him because all he saw were the two sharp, cold glints of the assailant’s daggers and a thin face with a vicious aura.

Main perpetrator of the 10·16 case: Sun Hengfei!!

Under life-and-death pressure, his forehead veins bulged, and his eyes burned with fierce redness. A surge of hostility reached his scalp as he quickly rolled, using the gun to fling the shadow away. Meanwhile, with his right hand, he swiftly drew a Type 92 pistol from his waist. Just as he was about to raise the gun, Sun Hengfei wielded his knife again, coming at him with lightning speed!

Bang!

The modified Type 92 pistol fired only one shot, and Gu Ji crossed his arm in front of him. Crunch—a knife stabbed into the flesh of his arm, but the pain did not even have the chance to reach his brain before another silver light aimed for the back of his neck!

This guy knew I was wearing a bulletproof vest, so he aimed all his strikes at the head and neck!

Slick blood flowed from the wound, and the familiar warmth pricked Gu Ji like a needle, instantly reminding him of that bloody fight in the underground building checkpoint. In an instant, his facial muscles seemed to twitch subtly, and his eyes flashed fiercely, as he immediately reached out with his right hand and grabbed the blade, "Ah!!"

As he exerted force, Gu Ji shrugged off with his shoulders and raised his bones, his spinal column rising abruptly like a dragon. "Crack!" Thunder-like, with muscles and sinews trembling, he freed himself from Sun Hengfei’s oppression, and with a forceful thrust of his hip joint, he rolled from the ground like an alligator’s death roll, his legs apart, going past the restrained left arm holding the knife and stomping fiercely onto the attacker’s chest and neck!

What!?

Just as Sun Hengfei was stunned, Gu Ji’s legs tightened, his back arched, a vicious expression emerged, and he twisted violently.

Crack!

"Ah——!"

Accompanied by bone-breaking and a scream, Sun Hengfei’s arm was forcibly twisted backward into a sixty-degree angle by Gu Ji, and blood gushed out, instantly dyeing the entire sleeve red.

Police combat grappling: Cross Lock!

"My hand! Damn you! I’ll slice you up!!"

"Get down!"

Just as Sun Hengfei, despite the immense pain, tried to raise his other arm with intent to stab Gu Ji, Gao Bo and Zhang Wenjun pounced from behind, pinning down his knife-wielding right arm.

"Don’t move! Stay still! Gu Ji! Gu Ji, are you alright?"

"Someone, come here! Come here!"

"Report to command center! Main suspects Sun Hengfei and Zhao Wenwu apprehended, officers injured on site! Officers injured on site! Need aid! Need aid!!"

"Gu Ji!"

"Gu Ji, are you alright!!"

...

Just as Sun Hengfei was subdued, all the special police and National Security Special Service members surrounded them, with the most worried being Gao Bo, Chen Zhiyu, Wu Kang, and Zhou Yang also crowded in, looking at him with concern.

"I’m fine, just a scratch on my forearm..."

Gu Ji released his grip on the knife blade with his right hand. Thanks to the semi-finger cut-resistant gloves of the special police, his palm wasn’t injured. The only bleeding spot was where Sun Hengfei first stabbed his left arm.

"Don’t move, I’ll stop the bleeding right away!"

Hearing that it wasn’t serious, everyone breathed a partial sigh of relief. Gao Bo hurriedly pulled the special police first-aid kit from his tactical belt, but whether due to worry or the tension from subduing the assailant, his fingers trembled violently, failing twice to tear open the velcro of the first-aid kit.

"Let me do it!"

At this point, Chen Zhiyu snatched the first-aid kit from Gao Bo’s hands, tore open the velcro, found a tourniquet, hemostatic dressing, and gauze, then pulled out scissors, "Bear with it for a bit."

With that, she cautiously lifted Gu Ji’s arm and cut along the sleeve of his combat uniform where the wound was.

"Behave yourself!"

Due to Sun Hengfei’s cruelty exceeding ordinary imagination, under Shi Zhengmin’s orders, Zhang Wenjun and Lu Jicai not only cuffed the remaining free hand of the assailant but also tied his ankles tightly.

Gu Ji took the opportunity to glance, focusing on his legs.

Indeed, as Zeng Dan mentioned, his thigh muscles were very developed, filling out the pants, and even the tied ankle was slightly thicker than normal, indicating his triceps surae and Achilles tendon were unusually developed.

No wonder his running speed and leaping ability were so fast.

If it weren’t for Gu Ji’s extensive close combat experience at the underground building checkpoint, coupled with the enhanced Central Nervous System response capability and Xiangzhou SWAT CQC close combat skills, an ordinary person might not have reacted in time and could have been hit at a vital spot by Sun Hengfei’s knife.

However, because the National Security Special Service, Zhang Wenjun, and others repeatedly emphasized capturing them alive, he didn’t really go for the kill in the life-and-death struggle.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have fired just one shot in the initial skirmish.

Even if that guy was wearing military-standard bulletproof clothing, a burst of bullets from a Type 95 rifle at such close range would be unbearable.

With this in mind, he took another look at Sun Hengfei’s upper body.

It seems his rapid response in the face of danger was passable; both shots hit successfully, one at the flank and the other in the abdomen. Still, however, this guy trained, even if the bulletproof vest could withstand the bullets, the massive kinetic impact of the bullet heads was not something ordinary people could endure.

But even after being shot, Sun Hengfei was still able to mount a fierce resistance immediately.

Two possibilities:

First, like his unusually developed leg muscles, could Sun Hengfei’s pain nerves also be duller than normal?

Second, was there something "peculiar" about his ballistic vest system?

Thinking about this, Gu Ji directed his attention back to the "white foam" on the ground. During his struggle with the assailant, his tactical suit also accumulated quite a bit of this white liquid, sticking the soil and wild grass together. He reached out and gently touched it.

It turned out to be hard!

Had it solidified that quickly?

He clearly remembered that when Gao Bo was first splashed by the white foam, he had said it was just sticky. It was unexpected that in less than half a minute, or rather...in just a few seconds, it had already hardened?

Geez, super no-nail glue?

"Thank you all for your hard work, please step back from here, watch your step..."

Just as Gu Ji pondered the principle behind this stuff, personnel from the military reconnaissance tactical team also rushed over from behind, simultaneously setting up a security line and beginning containment around Gao Bo’s shield.