Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 434 - 204: Chase

"I’ve almost floored the accelerator!!" Salih curled his body completely under the steering wheel, shouting in response.

"Ah! God, do these drug dealers have no regard for the law anymore, daring to shoot at the police directly?" The popping sounds and sparks at the car’s front made Betty scream incessantly.

"This is Mexico! Mexico!" Riddle shouted twice: "Not only will they shoot at police, they’ll even attack police headquarters just the same!"

What he said was not exaggerated.

In Mexico, any police officer unwilling to cooperate with drug dealers faces kidnapping and assassination, and attacks on police headquarters and city halls by drug trafficking groups are as common as food. It even forces whole police squads to resign to avoid further casualties.

The result of choosing to cooperate with drug dealers is like that tall policeman just now.

Or even more severe, as in 2018, when the Mexican prosecutors and soldiers raided the central police headquarters and astonishingly found that 113 out of 185 police staff were drug dealers paid to replace them—a true real-life version of "everyone is a villain."

Gu Ji only fired two shots.

Immediately suppressed by the black SUV’s drug dealers, he didn’t dare poke his head out again, as bullets swept past the glass, instantly piercing the roof above his head.

Fortunately, Salih indeed had his foot welded to the accelerator.

The engine roared, tires screeched on the ground, and the car sped through the web of firepower from the drug dealers, charging into the middle of Torreon’s streets with reckless abandon.

The drug dealers immediately drove in pursuit, continuing to fire.

"S-move driving! S-move!" Gu Ji continued kicking at Salih, firing back from the rear window, knowing the thin sheet of metal in the trunk couldn’t stop rifle bullets.

The whole road was now in chaos, Riddle was so terrified his voice was almost trembling.

"Fuck! Mr. Yasen, think of something, or we’re all going to die here!"

"Officer, I need fire support! Bang! Fire support!"

"Okay! Okay!"

The gunshots mingled with Gu Ji’s shouts, finally pulling the policeman out of his fright, and he raised the G36 assault rifle in his hand. Hiding under the seat, he stuck the gun out of a shattered window, firing wildly.

But this didn’t effectively suppress the drug dealers’ vehicle.

The next moment, a bullet penetrated the trunk, shot through the seat, and struck the policeman’s collar right on target, blood bursting from the center, splattering across the car’s ceiling, sides, and onto the dashboard and windshield, soaking into its fractured lines like a dazzling flower of blood!

Riddle wiped at the blood droplets sliding down his face, his eyes showing an indescribable terror as his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Ah! Ah—!"

"Stop fucking screaming!!"

Gu Ji’s eyes were bloodshot as he instantly pulled the corpse in front of himself, using its upper-body bulletproof vest as a shield. He pressed tightly against the right-side door panel, minimizing his profile, grabbed the G36 rifle with his right hand, and propped it on the seat.

The G36 assault rifle, introduced by Germany’s HK company in 1995, is a modern third-generation rifle used by many military and police forces, with Mexican police equipped with its most basic standard version.

He’d only seen this gun in games, never having fired it on a real range.

But surprisingly, thanks to his proficiency boost in firearms, he didn’t feel unfamiliar with it, instead finding it somewhat familiar.

Taking a breath to steady his breathing, Gu Ji’s eyes turned cold as knives, gripping the handguard with his left hand in reverse, both hands pulling back firmly, the rifle butt braced against his shoulder, his cheek naturally resting against it. This was his habitual firing stance with the Type 95 rifle.

In the sight’s aperture, the drug dealers’ black SUV swayed left and right.

Because Salih was driving in an "S" shape.

He remembered the shooting points taught by his university drill instructor and police training, not continually adjusting his aim, waiting for the target to fall into the aiming zone in a single breath’s time. At the moment when the two cars aligned front and back, the drug dealer inside the windshield appeared like a dot, exposed in the viewfinder.

Rat-tat!

Two short bursts, the rifle butt jarring his shoulder, the bullets flying out the rear window, instantly striking the windshield of the black SUV at the driver’s seat, blood spraying.

In just a moment, the vehicle lost control, crashing head-on into a tree trunk by the roadside!

Seeing this, Riddle was so ecstatic he almost couldn’t speak.

"Oh, my God! Ha ha ha, Mr. Yasen, you’re amazing!!"

"Get the police radio to Betty, contact the command center, ask for the police headquarters’ location!"

Gu Ji entirely ignored anything Riddle was saying. Now fully absorbed in his own world, his eyes wide, still aiming. The moment the drug dealer in the passenger seat disembarked, he pulled the trigger again.

The gunfire sounded, and another drug dealer fell to the ground, crying in agony.

But before he caught his breath, the sound of gunfire erupted again. It turned out to be the first white pickup truck that attacked the checkpoint earlier. Not only that, but an armed police vehicle also approached from behind, a dark shadow peeking from the side window, unmistakably that tall policeman!

"Damn it! Move!!"

Gu Ji couldn’t help but swear. It seemed the checkpoint’s officers had already been dealt with by the drug dealers.

Salih anxiously stomped on the accelerator, "Where the hell are we going now?"

"Betty!!"

"I-I’m asking! Don’t rush! Hey, hey, can anyone hear me? We’re under attack by drug dealers, requesting support! Requesting..."