Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 141 - 99: Flames of War

Chapter 141: Chapter 99: Flames of War
The wind howled past his ears.
In a daze, Gu Ji struggled to open his eyes, subconsciously pushing away the heavy object beside him. When he reached out, the warmth from his fingertips startled him.
It was a corpse.
To be precise, it was the body of a white soldier in gray-green uniform.
He lifted his head, the gray smoke of gunpowder shrouded the entire city. Faintly visible in the distance were green hills, fighter jets circling in the sky, artillery interwoven above creating fiery blossoms.
The European-style buildings were already riddled with bullet holes, burning tank wreckage, scattered guns, smoking shell casings, along with ghastly severed limbs and piles of bodies.
"It’s a Hans Army soldier..."
Gu Ji noticed that he was wearing the same gray-green uniform as the soldier’s corpse, the eagle emblem on his chest stained red with blood, a ragged short telescope hung around his neck, a circle of black leather ammo pouches quietly hung on his belt, and a single-strap backpack.
[The "Poison Needle Trap" landmine*1 you are carrying has been delivered, open the backpack to view it.]
Staring at the game text appearing before him.
Gu Ji also felt the new weight added to the single-strap backpack, about two pounds or so.
He quickly picked up the weapon dropped beside him.
A Kar98k Mauser rifle.
Thanks to his fully upgraded gun handling skills, the technique for using the bolt-action rifle instantly appeared in his mind, almost instinctively rotating and pulling back the bolt, seeing the double-row magazine through the top of the receiver, with three bullets remaining.
Quickly pushing the bolt back into place, Gu Ji lay prone on a pile of rubble, his eyes scanning the battlefield swiftly and sharply.
He didn’t expect to enter World War II the first time he opened a classic level.
Although he still couldn’t determine which battle it was exactly, the dense roar of fighter engines, the pounding of machine gun fire, and the grinding of heavy tank treads sufficed to demonstrate the danger level of this scenario.
Wasn’t it supposed to be a disaster scenario!
Gu Ji muttered under his breath, but having just gone through the Jinyuan Building level, he was already accustomed to such arrangements in the game, much like how the public health level would feature runaway cruise ships and intentional poisoning.
The occurrence of a large-scale crisis often involves complex processes.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the upper right corner of the game interface; the original blood-red countdown had been replaced by a gently pulsating red heart icon.
[Current remaining hearts: 3]
Only three lives, he had to be more cautious.
Da-da-da...
Suddenly, the sound of submachine gun fire echoed from the alley on the right, mixed with soldiers’ screams. He quickly lay flat, stray bullets whizzing past the rubble in front of him, sending dirt flying.
[Crisis begins!]
[Please choose your initial reward.]
[MG42 General Purpose Machine Gun*1] or [Language Specialty (Minor)]
Is there even a choice?
Gu Ji unhesitatingly chose the second, as the language barrier would leave him stranded in the Hans Army unit, hindering his ability to gather intelligence and analyze.
White [Language Specialty (Minor)]: You will master the basic world mainstream languages, namely Xia, Mist, French, Russian, Spanish, Arabic, Hans, Hindi, and Portuguese.
With the white icon embedded into the lower left corner of his attribute bar, Gu Ji magically understood the screams, which were cries for help.
[New objective: Reach Ludwig Port within three days!]
Gu Ji had no time to ponder the mission’s purpose as the enemy was closing in. If he rushed out of the alley, he would be exposed to enemy fire.
Using the rubble pile as cover, he set up the Mauser 98K in his hand, taking just over a second to aim and shoot.
Bam—!
The high precision of the bolt-action rifle, combined with prone shooting, allowed the bullet to instantly pierce through the enemy soldier’s skull.
"Quick, run to the sides of the alley!"
His gunshot was faster than his voice, and just before shouting a warning in Hans to his comrades, his left hand had already deftly rotated the bolt, ejecting the casing crisply, the next bullet chambered, bam!
The second shot missed, but temporarily forced back the pursuing enemy.
Two Hans Army soldiers, one older and one younger, took the opportunity to roll and crawl out of the alley, following Gu Ji’s instructions to take cover on both sides.
Gu Ji glanced at their weapons; the young soldier on the right held the same 98K, while the older soldier on the left carried an MP40 submachine gun, also known as the Schmeisser, which used 9mm pistol rounds, offering high accuracy and fast rate of fire.
In close-range combat, it could provide more concentrated firepower than a bolt-action rifle.
"Left side stand, mainly cover targets on the right side of the alley, right side crouch, cooperate to form a crossfire net, use the corner of the alley to fall back, suppress the enemy with curvature!"
Gu Ji fired the last shot, quickly analyzing the battlefield during the reload and issuing combat orders.
Currently four enemies remained, three rifles and one submachine gun.
In terms of personnel and firepower, both sides were actually quite evenly matched. Though it was an army skirmish, the combat environment was still urban, right in his area of expertise.
After all, SWAT teams specialized in close-quarters urban combat.
If it were open field warfare, his painstakingly trained CQB tactics would be rendered useless.
The older Hans Army soldier glanced back at Gu Ji prone in the rubble, said nothing, but gave the young soldier a look, signaling him to follow instructions.
The ammo pouches contained single-use clips.
As long as the 98K’s bolt was opened, inserting the clip would detach the single-use fixed clip, completing the loading.
Gu Ji re-chambered.
The tactic he employed was the standard ’T-junction’ fire arrangement; with the older soldier’s submachine gun suppression, the enemy on the right couldn’t risk exposure, forcing the left side to bear a greater output pressure.
As the enemy emerged, Gu Ji seized the moment, landing a shot on his shoulder, and with a scream, his rifle fell out.
The older soldier seemingly wanted to seize the opportunity to finish him off, immediately redirecting his gun.
But doing so lacked suppression on the left side of the alley, and the enemy’s submachine gun instantly swept over, nearly hitting the older soldier.
"Don’t change the line of fire."
Gu Ji shouted loudly, raising his rifle to drive back the enemy fire.
The older soldier seemed to realize his mistake, dutifully maintaining the suppressive tactic Gu Ji had laid out.
The enemy, failing to break through for a long time, finally lost patience.
The enemy with the submachine gun charged out, yelling while exchanging fire with the older soldier, bullets hitting the wall corners, punching hole after hole into the brick and cement, making it look like it had been chewed by dogs.
After several consecutive shots, Gu Ji finally found the 98K’s rifle feel, hitting the enemy square in the chest.
Seeing only half the enemies remain, and lacking submachine gun firepower.
Without a second thought, he sprang up from the rubble, charging forward with his rifle, shouting:
"Close in on me, ready to break the encirclement!"
The young soldier didn’t expect Gu Ji to be so brave, seemingly infected by his fighting spirit, he also let out a howl and followed.
"Move along the wall, watch the alley positions on both sides."
Gu Ji fired two consecutive shots, preventing two enemies from exposing themselves.
But as they pressed forward, one of them couldn’t withstand the fear and rushed out to shoot, only to be cut down by the older soldier from behind.
Only the left side alley remained.
"Someone stick close to me, low angle, rear high, keep staggered muzzle fire!"
He reached the end of the alley, moving cautiously on tiptoes before suddenly rushing out and squatting, his gaze sweeping the near vicinity, finding it empty.
It turned out the enemy had long turned to flee into the distance, bam!
A gunshot rang from behind, the young soldier had pulled the trigger, the bullet accurately hitting the enemy’s back.
"I did it! I killed the enemy!"
The young soldier shouted excitedly.
As Gu Ji took the opportunity to pull out an oval metal tag from his collar, quickly scanning it.
It was an identity tag like the ones worn by Hawk Army soldiers, used by Hans Army soldiers, inscribed with a name, date of birth, unit number, blood type, and hometown.
With the language specialty acquired, he absorbed all the information on it.
At this time, the older soldier holstered his gun and approached.
"Your combat skills aren’t bad, what’s your name, which unit?"
"Herman, 29th Armored Division."