Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 548 - 248: National-Level Task Force_2

"You’re too kind." He clinked glasses and took a small sip.

Unexpectedly, Li Yanan downed half her glass. No wonder they say women from Qi Dong are famous for their drinking ability.

Though she was originally fair-skinned, her face was now slightly flushed from the effects of alcohol, adding an extra charm to her cold and alluring features. "Your tactical command skills are among the best in our batch of special forces. I’ve been observing your drills for a while now and I noticed you have a certain quality."

"What quality?" Gu Ji was curious too, wondering what his tactical style looked like to others.

"Ruthlessness!"

"Ruthlessness?"

"Yes, or rather, a decisiveness that’s absolute."

Li Yanan raised her glass gently swaying it, the incandescent light of the cafeteria casting colorful reflections on her nose and lips. "At critical moments, you make decisions and issue orders faster and with more ferocity than others, leaving no escape for the enemy, and sometimes even cutting off your own retreat."

"Really..."

Gu Ji murmured to himself, thinking back, and realizing it was quite accurate.

The reason might be linked to his experiences in the game levels.

Starting from the first level at Laird Airport, the series of crises he faced, though not hellishly difficult, left him with no retreat in the game.

If the mission wasn’t completed and the target wasn’t saved, the game would be a failure.

He would face various unbearable punishments.

So over time, Gu Ji developed a tactical style of being "fast, steady, accurate, and ruthless," with the last element threading through every critical point of his actions.

"I once made an unforgivable mistake because of hesitation, which led to..." With this, a deep sense of guilt and sorrow surfaced in Li Yanan’s previously cold eyes. "Let’s not talk about it. In short, I’ve learned a lot from you, thank you!"

Saying this, she downed the rest of her glass of white wine.

In Li Yanan’s eyes, Gu Ji saw the same expression Zhang Wenjun had when recounting his departure from the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team while drinking with Zhou Penghui from the anti-drug team. It was almost identical.

Both blamed themselves for witnessing the deaths of teammates during missions.

Though the experiences were different, when he learned of his father’s accident, he too had a similar period of despair.

"The fear isn’t in making a mistake once, but in making mistakes every time."

Gu Ji didn’t say much more.

Li Yanan looked a bit startled and put down her glass, thinking for a moment, then suddenly nodded, pouring herself another glass of white wine, her lips curving into a slightly magnetic charm.

"Though your comfort is a bit clumsy, I really liked what you said."

Gu Ji involuntarily touched his nose, not knowing how to respond, so he just clinked glasses and drank.

The night passed.

The next day, the special forces members took a car to Bian Ga Airport, returning to their cities to report back to their units.

Descending the mountain, looking at the azure sky and the towering and majestic Buzhou Mountain in the distance, Gao Bo couldn’t help but exclaim, "Though the highland climate is harsh, the scenery is truly beautiful. After living for three months, suddenly leaving does bring a bit of reluctance!"

"Yeah."

Zhou Yang chimed in, "What I’ll miss the most is the lamb pilaf from Jinbang; it’s absolutely amazing. What do you think, Gu Ji?"

"Him? I guess he’ll miss Li Yanan the most. Did those two have a good time drinking together last night?"

"Screw you!"

Gu Ji, busy using the Ghost Server to inquire about Baron’s status in Brazil, was suddenly teased by Gao Bo and instinctively swung his backpack at him.

It landed squarely between Gao Bo’s legs.

"Ouch! You damn hit me in the jewels!"

"Hahaha..."

They returned to Ningzhou by four in the afternoon.

The group parted ways temporarily at the airport exit.

Having gotten used to Jinbang’s time difference, seeing the sun begin to set at four in the afternoon felt a bit jarring.

While they were away for training, Zhang Wenjun had already been transferred to the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team, so Zhao Bin was now the squad leader.

Zhao Bin asked the two of them to report back to the unit first.

On the way, Gao Bo couldn’t help but mutter, "Really a new regime, new customs. If Zhang Zhong were still here, he’d definitely let us go home and rest, report tomorrow."

"Maybe there’s a reason for it."

Gu Ji also lifted his wrist to check the time; it would take at least an hour and a half to get from the airport to the city center. By the time they reach the unit, it would be past work hours.

If Zhao Bin wanted them to return at this time, there must be something he needs to convey.

Sure enough.

When they arrived at the Ningjiang Special Police Team, their colleagues were indeed not around, except for the ones on night duty. Only the squad leader’s office still had its light on.

Gao Bo knocked on the door, and after hearing a response, pushed it open.

"Mr. Zhao, you wanted to see us."

"Mm, have a seat."

Zhao Bin held a document in his hand and didn’t even glance at the two of them, responding reflexively while absentmindedly picking up his teacup. "Your performance during the Jinbang training was impressive, bringing a lot of honor to our Ningzhou Special Police."

"It’s all thanks to Zhang... uh, Mr. Zhao for your good guidance."

Gao Bo almost blurted out Zhang Wenjun’s name but corrected himself hastily when he saw Zhao Bin putting down the document and looking up.

"Haha, you, Gao Bo, both of you always had Mr. Zhang’s guidance. What’s that got to do with me?"

Zhao Bin showed no superiority whatsoever. "Okay, no more jokes. Take a look quickly."

Saying this, he pushed the document towards the two of them.

It turned out to be their work transfer forms, salary introduction letters, and transfer recommendation letters.

Gao Bo’s eyelashes quivered slightly, and he grabbed the transfer form, swiftly searching the document until he caught sight of those few words:

Dragon and Tiger Assault Team!

"Mr. Zhang, uh no, Mr. Zhao, this is..."

"That’s right, your transfer application has been approved by the branch. You two can go pack up your desks, and from tomorrow, you can officially report to the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team."

"Awesome!! Mr. Zhao, I love you! I..."

Gao Bo excitedly stood up from his chair, almost wanting to plant a kiss on Zhao Bin, but, realizing they weren’t that close socially, awkwardly kissed the transfer form instead.

Gu Ji didn’t expect the work transfer to be processed so quickly either.

It seemed that Zhang Wenjun really delivered on his word—they could transfer to the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team once the training was completed.

However, behind this matter, it was likely Li Ruilin who had been helping.

He later found out that Li Ruilin, apart from being the head of the municipal special police brigade, also served as the captain of the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team.

"Alright, this is all due to your hard work."

Zhao Bin recalled the first meeting he had with the two of them during last year’s police training, the summer’s Operation Lightning, when they went to Golden Peng Apartments for a crackdown, not expecting them to have grown so much in just over ten months.

"One more thing, before you report to the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team tomorrow, head to the municipal bureau to see Mr. Li. He called me this afternoon to say that he has something to discuss with you."

"Understood."

Seeing there was nothing else, Gao Bo and Gu Ji left the office.

As soon as they left, Gao Bo hugged Gu Ji excitedly, "Gu Ji, I made it! I really did! The Dragon and Tiger Assault Team, the top anti-terrorism unit we’ve been dreaming about since college!"

"Honestly, I’m really happy too, but Gao Bo, the Dragon Tiger isn’t our final destination."

Gu Ji was genuinely happy for his brother.

It’s important to note that Gao Bo didn’t have the support of the Crisis Management Game. Even though he had been freely sharing various tactical skills from the game research field with Gao Bo, credit was still due to his hard work.

"Not the final destination?"

Gao Bo was momentarily puzzled by this statement. "But Dragon Tiger is one of the top ten national anti-terrorism special forces teams. Is there even a higher level than this?"

"Remember what I mentioned to you before? Currently, both the army and the armed police have units on par with Delta, SAS, Green Berets, Alpha Teams—these elite national counter-terrorism units, like Jiao Long, Snowy Owl, Falcon, Blade, Flying Tiger, etc. But..."

Gu Ji suddenly paused, squinting slightly, then continued.

"Our public security special forces still lack a true national-level general team. This time during the Jinbang training, the provincial department even went to the lengths of bringing in Commander Qiu from the special operations brigade for our training. Do you think it was just to improve physical fitness?"

"Are you saying the country intends to establish an elite anti-terrorism unit of our own within the public security force?"