Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 546 247: Curtain Falls (Part 2)

But he didn't put down the gun either. He took a half-breath, held his breath, and fired another double shot. With a "bang," the motorcycle tire burst, and the whole bike twisted violently like a pretzel, separating from the rider, and both crashed to the ground, starting a slide across the surface.

"Zhou Yang! The target!"

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and from a hundred meters away, Zhou Yang shot the fugitive on the motorcycle in the back.

But he was still a step too late.

"Boom——!"

"Crash!"

A loud explosion erupted with a blinding flash of flame, instantly raising a large wave of air. The sound of glass shattering resonated faintly around them. The snow and grass on the ground scattered like fallen wheat, even the kite hanging on the tree was blown away. Bare brown mountain terrain was exposed at the center of the explosion.

"Mr. Qiu! Mr. Qiu!"

"Mr. Xiong! Mr. Qiu got hit by rocks flying from the blast wave while protecting us!"

These words froze everyone in place.

Although Qiu Junrong was usually extremely harsh with them, everyone knew it was so they could improve their physical fitness. Deep down, they even hoped he would train them harder.

"Manage the scene first! Ambush team, report the situation!"

"The fleeing fugitive has been tracked down by us, and we are cuffing him now!"

Xiong Changyuan, being an old friend of Qiu Junrong, was probably the most affected by this.

But as the on-site action commander, he had to prioritize the mission, to handle the fugitive's attack on the village first.

"Behave yourself!"

"Lie down! Or we'll be rough on you!"

...

Everyone was worried about Qiu Junrong's current state, but duty called.

They could only speed up.

After searching the last room, the assault team, the ambush team, and the containment team.

The three teams converged, taking the fugitive suspect towards the police car.

"We are from the Pau Town Kumata Mountain Police Station, Abushakam! The town police department has already informed us of the case details. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Xiong. What's the situation at the scene now?"

"All suspects have been captured, civilians have all been evacuated, only one..."

Xiong Changyuan turned his head, looking at the corpse of a herder dragged out by Gu Ji's team, he couldn't help but sigh.

If only they had received the attack information earlier or sped up on their way here.

Maybe things wouldn't have ended like this.

"Mr. Xiong, you all did well. If it were just us, the situation might have been far worse."

Abushakam looked at the fugitives being escorted by the containment team, at least a dozen of them.

If they hadn't coincidentally caught the special police training nearby, they really wouldn't know how to proceed with the rescue.

Seeing the local police taking over the scene.

Everyone immediately rushed toward the 120 emergency vehicle.

The explosion site was just thirty to forty meters from two buses, the central explosion point raised billowing dust, and the wasteland around it showed sun-shaped ripple patterns. Although the motorbike fugitive jumped off halfway, he was still hit by the shockwave of the explosion, with clothes and flesh fused together, looking indescribably miserable.

And on the side of the two buses facing the shockwave, most of the side windows were shattered either by the shockwave or flying stones.

The power and terror of this homemade liquefied gas bomb were evident!

If Gu Ji hadn't shot out the tire at the crucial moment, and the explosion point had been any closer, the casualties would have been more severe.

"Mr. Qiu!"

"How's Mr. Qiu!"

"Mr. Qiu, are you okay?"

"Don't all crowd over here, the injured needs rest!"

Inside the emergency vehicle, a doctor was examining the wound on Qiu Junrong's back, who lay on a stretcher, while the SWAT member he had saved kept wiping his tears.

"Ugh..."

Qiu Junrong held back the pain as he slowly sat up, raised a hand to stop the doctor's dissuasion, and turned to look at these "students" he trained, "Alright, it's nothing serious, it's not like I got shot, won't die, but..."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But then the following "but" had them on edge again.

"Though I'm injured, the afternoon's training cannot be halted, not a step can be missed, especially you, Gu Ji, three kilometers armed swim, did you hear?"

"Heard, heard it."

Gu Ji was slightly dazed, not expecting that even with such an injury, Qiu Junrong would still insist on them training.

No wonder he was called the devil instructor.

After a while, Xiong Changyuan handed over all fugitives to the local police and spoke with the emergency doctors for a moment before returning, "No need to worry; Mr. Qiu was just hit by rocks on the surface muscles, didn't hurt bones or internal organs, just needs an X-ray at the hospital."

"Phew... good that Mr. Qiu is alright."

"The CQB anti-terror sweep tactics Mr. Qiu taught us were really useful. We used the OODA loop just now during the house area breakthrough."

"Mr. Xiong was great too, quickly deployed the assault tactics."

"Mr. Xiong, who exactly are these people, I heard them speak a language not of the Xia Kingdom."

Faced with everyone's inquiries, Xiong Changyuan squinted slightly but didn't answer directly.

"This matter might involve the city bureau's investigation case, so it's not public for now. Everyone, your actions were excellent just now, not in vain the training Mr. Qiu and I provided these few days. Chen Liang, you didn't get hurt, and Li Yaoguang, your arm is okay?"

"No problem, instructor."

"This bit of superficial injury is nothing!"

"Mr. Xiong, no matter the case, just let us know if you need help!"

Gu Ji was also curious about the identity of these fugitives.

Because they couldn't understand the fugitives' language, which wasn't from the Xia Kingdom. From Xiong Changyuan's expression earlier, this probably wasn't just a simple attack case.

He had been studying the connections between international terrorist forces and the research institute attacks recently.

But Xiong Changyuan clearly stated the case information would not be public.

After all, they were police from the Xia Dong region, and the previous rescue was due to an emergency, but the real case investigation rights belonged to the Bian Ga area city bureau police.

However, apart from the fugitives' identity.

He was also curious about the phrase the motorbike fugitive kept repeating before the attack, differing from the other fugitives' previous motto.

So he asked Xiong Changyuan.

As the deputy leader of the special operations team in the Bian Ga region, although not from Jinbang, Xiong Changyuan had lived there for over ten years, specializing in border anti-terrorism. Naturally, he could understand many West Asia region languages.

He rolled his eyes upward as if recalling: "I don't remember too clearly, but it seems like 'May humanity's glory endure,' probably their action slogan."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiong."

"No problem." Xiong Changyuan just finished his words, couldn't help but call out again: "Gu Ji, your team did well in action, keep training, the nation's anti-terrorism efforts will rest on you young people in the future."

"Understood!"

Gu Ji straightened his back.

Watching him leave, Xiong Changyuan's eyes subtly moved, finally turning his head towards the pile of limbs at the explosion center, his expression grave.

Returning to the team, Gu Ji kept repeating the phrase in his mind.

Since the operation's final stage, after the homemade liquefied gas bomb, during the sweep-up process, he had been observing other fugitives' expressions. Those people all, without exception, looked towards the explosion point, their eyes flickering with fanaticism.

Considering how the motorbike fugitive managed to escape interception by Li Yaoguang and Gao Bo continuously, he was probably the most skilled among these fugitives.

Most likely, he was the mastermind behind planning this attack.

For such a person to willingly carry out the attack, it couldn't be just simple on the surface.