Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 389 - 187: The Real Target (Part 2)
"They came with a reconnaissance mission, with different tasks, besides, that military sniper also fired a shot, he just didn’t hit the target."
Gu Ji knew that Gao Bo was speaking up for him.
But the fact was, the military rarely intervenes in civilian incidents, only focusing on military tasks. For the soldier equipped with the fully armed QTS11 individual combat system, if he really wanted to eliminate the criminal, a grenade would have ended the fight, no need for the SWAT to take the risk, but the reconnaissance clues would be cut off.
He felt that these people were more likely there to protect the valuable signal intelligence backpack on Heiwa.
Probably only in extremely rare emergencies would they make a full effort.
Moments later, Zhang Wenjun was called over by the military and national security for a chat and then returned to the center of the team.
"Prepare to retreat, and also, do not reveal any details of tonight’s blockade and arrest operations, understood?"
"Understood, Zhang Zhong, I have the tightest lips!"
"Hehehe, Zhang Zhong, did we achieve a great success this time?"
"Speaking of achievements, remember, it was Gu Ji risking his life to win this!"
"Right, right, Gu Ji, as soon as we get down the mountain, go to the hospital quickly, we’ll go with you to handle the wounds again!"
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Mentioning injuries, Gu Ji initially intended to decline, proving he was fine, but Zhang Wenjun changed his usual tone, saying seriously "you must go to the hospital," and he couldn’t argue against it, so he had the whole team accompany him to Huaizhou Province Public Security General Hospital.
By the time the doctor stitched his wound and re-bandaged it, it was already 10 PM.
On the car ride back to Ningzhou, Gu Ji continuously thought about the items on Sun Hengfei, while mentally browsing through related information on the ghost server, showcasing the magical properties and value of the in-game items.
Unexpectedly, he really found some clues.
Meteor silicic dioxide!
This is a very important chemical material, widely used in the paint industry, serving roles like thickening, thixotropy, matte finishing, and anti-settling, but Gu Ji noticed another characteristic: hardness!
Military research institutes and weapon companies in the United States, United Kingdom, Poland, etc., had used meteor silicic dioxide mixed with nano calcium carbonate particles, polyvinyl alcohol fluid, and other compounds to create a "shear thickening fluid" with non-Newtonian fluid properties, which would thicken and harden rapidly upon impact.
Gu Ji had also heard of liquid bulletproof vests made from the "shear thickening fluid" as the raw material.
Not only are they lightweight and soft, not affecting soldiers’ tactical movements, but they also provide better ballistic resistance than ordinary bulletproof vests, with the most important feature being quick dispersion of bullet impact force, but allegedly, results from later practical tests were still inferior to ballistic plates.
Nevertheless, these were news from seven or eight years ago.
Technology can’t stagnate forever, and perhaps with constant improvements by the military over these years, this special mixed liquid has been successfully applied to bulletproof vest systems, enabling operations like Sun Hengfei withstanding handgun bullets, perhaps even involving that "white foam" using meteor silicic dioxide.
Thinking of this, Gu Ji vaguely felt like he had grasped onto something.
The "Crisis Management Game" seemed to intentionally guide him in its levels to seek out special items like [Amine Derivatives], [Encrypted Satellite Computer], while the National Security, General Staff Intelligence Department, had been tracking Shao Liang and mysterious compounds, Yijuan Association trying to cover up, and because he used [Poison Needle Trap] mines in the bomb level, he even lured in the United States military intelligence organization.
The deeply entangled Volut, PM Company, were either making killer robots or combat mechanical dogs, even the Chinese Academy of Sciences 304 Research Institute where his dad previously worked is researching in advanced fields.
Whether it’s brain neural networks, ghost servers, poison needle traps, or today’s encountered bulletproof vest system, mysterious white foam, all can be defined as "black technology" items slightly ahead of current civilian cognitive levels.
Until now, Gu Ji finally understood.
It turns out, what these countries, military, and huge powers have been painstakingly pursuing and searching for, are these black technology item equipment!
Based on the various item capabilities he has encountered so far,
it can be affirmed that any of them falling into the hands of someone with intent would bring tremendous boosts and changes, like Shao Liang’s cultivation of death warriors using strong hallucinogens from amine derivatives in Northern Myanmar the Bai Family, or those Marine Corps soldiers, relying only on a special computer, could manipulate New York police, FBI as if playing games.
No wonder all sides are going to great lengths to seize, cover up.
"Are these items developed by the military of each country themselves, or are they exchanged by players from the ’Crisis Management Game’..."
Gu Ji temporarily couldn’t figure this out.
Unfortunately, he’s not a National Security personnel, unable to participate in the interrogation of main offenders Sun Hengfei, Zhao Wenwu, otherwise he would surely obtain a lot of valuable intelligence information.
For now, he could only temporarily rely on those game characters.
Just as Gu Ji was preparing to send information regarding Sun Hengfei’s use of the "white foam" item to remind them to be more careful, he discovered that among the "direct-connect" characters, there was another one:
Vidhi Dali!
It turns out the real-world reflection of the Indian flood has been completely resolved.
He lifted his wrist; it’s now 11 PM, India is two and a half hours behind domestic time; Vidhi should have regained subjective consciousness for some time.
According to the end plot of the final level, Fatima, fearing military sweep, intended to take Vidhi to New Delhi to meet the Minister and Prime Minister; calculating the time, they should be almost landing the plane by now?
Since understanding the true objectives of each country,
Gu Ji has been suspicious whether the secret research institutes set up by India and the United States in the Himalayas are also related to searching for and contending for these black technology items.
If so, Vidhi and Fatima’s situation would be dangerous.
Fortunately, Vidhi now carries many halos, is seen as a great hero by Indian people, and has been chosen by a famous Bollywood director, at least not being openly swept for a while.
So he clicked on the [CODE: 7472] web page and chose "Vidhi Dali."
[Would you like to consume 0.1 crisis points to send a message?]
[Yes!]
Rumble——!
Indian Air Force Base in New Delhi.
At night, a military green C17 large strategic transport aircraft landed on a wide runway. The cabin door opened, and out came a man and a woman wearing orange reflective rescue suits, it was Vidhi and Fatima.
Thanks to Fatima finding out about the Central Cabinet’s aid transport plane for Assam preparing to return, the two were able to reach New Delhi so quickly, otherwise, by the time the military reacted to their investigation of "nuclear pollution and nuclear device," it might not have been easy to leave.
"Vidhi, I just asked the Minister, and he said the Prime Minister hasn’t rested yet, we are allowed to go report the situation now."
"Hmm."
Vidhi’s response seemed somewhat absent-minded.
Fatima also noticed this. Since they boarded the plane, Vidhi seemed like his soul had been extracted, appearing wooden, "Vidhi, what’s wrong, haven’t rested well, not feeling good?"
"No, let’s set off."
Vidhi forced a smile, then sunk back into contemplation.
He was shocked by the events of the past few days; although he found some hydraulic agricultural issues in Assam early on, he was at a loss how to resolve, and he couldn’t believe he could truly accomplish such earth-shattering deeds:
Train survival, water rescue, meeting the Prime Minister, blasting the dam, sinking the city!
"There’s no way I could have done it alone, could it be the mysterious person dispatching tasks manipulating behind the scenes?"
Vidhi Dali couldn’t remember how he got in contact with that mysterious person, he only knew two clear tasks in his mind: to stop the flooding triggered by the tropical storm, and investigate the UAE flight disaster.
Buzz!
The phone’s vibration interrupted his thoughts; Vidhi took it out, just about to swipe the screen to check, but his expression changed drastically.
[CODE: 7472!]
