Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 634 - 288: Tactical Division of Labor

"Screech—!"

At the moment they heard the order, the lead assault vehicle came to an abrupt halt. Using the vehicle as cover, three members of Team One served as fire support, while the remaining team members, under Bi Xin’s command, began dismantling all spare ammunition, concussion bombs, and smoke grenades from their person.

"Sorry," Gu Ji turned to Zhang Wenjun, Zhou Yang, and the others beside him, apologetically saying, "I took on such a dangerous task without everyone’s permission."

"Dangerous? Can it be more dangerous than when Mr. Qiu trained us to death?"

"Hahaha, Monk is right, Mr. Qiu’s methods were really brutal! I pissed blood twice; we survived that hellish training, why fear this?"

While taking shots out of the window, Zhou Yang responded to Liu Weijun with a grin.

Zhang Wenjun lowered his gaze with meaningful intent, looking at Gu Ji, "The command is in your hands now, and anyone in Team Three will trust you unconditionally!"

"Zhang Zhong is right, just do it!" Gao Bo gave Gu Ji a strong pat on the shoulder.

Seeing the trust and encouragement in everyone’s eyes, Gu Ji felt his heart warm slightly.

But he knew deeply.

Behind trust comes responsibility, especially Zhang Wenjun’s words, which essentially meant, "Now I entrust the lives of everyone in Team Three to you!"

"Alright! Everyone, remove your night vision goggles, it might take a minute to adjust, let me know when you’re ready! Zhou Yang, find a way to take out the enemy driver or blow out their tires!"

"Understood! Bam!"

Just as Gu Ji finished speaking, Zhou Yang decisively pulled the trigger, "Hit the left vehicle’s driver!"

Everyone else simultaneously flipped up the dual-eye night vision goggles on their helmets.

Since they had already left Jinyuan Building, with street lights and various advertisement boards diffusing light, it didn’t seem as dark as before, so the night vision goggles weren’t as effective and their narrow vision became a hindrance.

Switching suddenly from dusk to night indeed required some adaptation.

They had to wait for their pupils to adjust physiologically to the incoming light environment.

"Team One is coming, Gao Bo, go down and provide cover! Everyone else, suppressive fire!"

"Yes!"

Since during their Jinbang training, Gu Ji always led, now they seamlessly followed his combat rhythm.

The door swung open, and Gao Bo braved the hail of bullets to bring up all the spare ammunition for Team One.

"This is Team One, we’re preparing to retreat with the hostages! Captain Min Suri will assist you in supporting Mr. Zhao, good luck with your mission, see you at the border!"

"See you at the border!"

After finishing his conversation with Bi Xin, Gu Ji pointed his gun out of the car window, "Everyone, concentrate fire, cover Team One’s retreat!"

"Tat-tat-tat..."

In an instant, everyone in Team Three and the remaining Myanmar Police Force, without exception, pulled their triggers, cross-firing towards the two Border Defense Camp armored SUVs at the end of the street.

The co-driver of the left vehicle intended to replace the driver Zhou Yang had shot, but just as he climbed through the middle, Zhang Wenjun hit him with a shot, blood spraying over the shattered windshield like a spider web.

The right vehicle hurriedly started, trying to adjust its angle to dodge the gunfire.

Just when Gao Bo and others thought the Border Defense Camp was scared off.

Unexpectedly, the sunroofs of both vehicles suddenly opened, two figures emerged grabbing weapons with mounts that looked like MA-1 MK.1 rifles, wildly sweeping towards their assault vehicle, "Rat-a-tat-tat..."

"Light machine guns! Move! Quickly!!"

By the rate of fire, Gu Ji immediately recognized it wasn’t ordinary automatic rifles.

Soon enough, Wu Kang and the Myanmar police floored the accelerator to speed out.

The next second, two lines of fire streaked along the ground behind the car, the highly combustible shells tearing tiny pits into the asphalt, sending up clouds of dust, like two giant snakes racing to strike.

Their Type 95-1B rifles could not match the suppressive firepower of the light machine guns.

Not to mention the remaining ammunition didn’t allow them to "waste" shots like that!

"Faster! Wu Kang!!"

"This is already the fastest!"

Seeing the massive "snake" about to catch up with the assault vehicle, Gao Bo desperately urged Wu Kang to speed up, but the performance of the assault vehicle provided by the Myanmar Police Force wasn’t high.

Wu Kang floored the throttle, feeling the fuel in the tank swirl, but after hitting 90 km/h, the speed could only rise gradually.

Soon, the rear window shattered, and bullet holes appeared in the roof.

The Myanmar Police Force vehicle turned into a sieve.

"Everyone down!! Wu Kang, turn into the alley on the right!"

"Okay!"

Wu Kang slammed the brakes, sharply turned the steering wheel, the tires leaving two black arcs on the ground, meanwhile, Gu Ji quickly poked his gun out of the window, firing away at the machine gunner, disregarding accuracy.

Then came a "bang".

It seemed his luck was good; he hit the front tire of the armored vehicle, causing it to burst. The vehicle shook violently, the wheel rims sparking, emitting a nerve-grating "screech" sound.

Both teams successfully swerved into the alley.

Zhou Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, muttering, "Finally shook them off," as he turned intending to share his excitement with Gu Ji and others, but before he could speak.

"Check ammunition!"

The command interrupted him.

Gu Ji pressed down on the magazine release, beginning to organize the spare ammunition provided by Team One, "Captain Min Suri, how are things on your end?"