Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 693: Chapter 312: Invasion

"Whoosh..."

At this moment, Xiao Jian suddenly turned and blocked his way.

Gu Ji also heard a strange noise and immediately extended both arms, grabbing Han Yue with one hand and holding Wang Yuexi with the other. "Mr. Han, Xiao Jian detected something at the corner ahead!"

"Tell the team to stop. You all stay here, I’ll go take a look!"

"Mr. Han, let me go!"

"Hiss! Do what you’re told! Stop with the nonsense!" Han Yue glared at Wang Yuexi.

This dangerous scouting mission was not something he would let his only child, Wang Yuexi, do.

But just as he was about to move.

Unexpectedly, Gu Ji had already slowly retreated, using CQB tactics to cut the angle, step by step aiming for a safe line of sight around the corner.

Until half of his eye entered the corner cave, a body on the ground suddenly came into view.

"There’s someone lying in the center, can’t confirm if they’re dead. Judging by the clothing, it should be..."

"You’re insane, get back here!"

Han Yue yanked Gu Ji back, although they were all soldiers, they were unarmed, and exposing themselves at this moment would be extremely dangerous.

"There’s a light source at the fork, I hear voices, that body is a Pakistani soldier, and there’s a gun next to him. This is a perfect chance to acquire weapons!"

After speaking, without waiting for Han Yue to respond, Gu Ji and Xiao Jian rushed out, swiftly rounding the corner, crouching half low like a cat, approaching the soldier’s body.

"Ah..."

Han Yue wanted to shout but dared not, only able to open his mouth wide.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yuexi also followed at this time.

Gu Ji’s footsteps were as if walking on cotton, eerily silent, yet his speed was astonishing, reaching the side of the body in a few steps. Before even seeing clearly, he was hit by a pungent wave of blood rushing into his nose and mouth.

But having been through many battles, he was already accustomed to scenes even bloodier than this.

Not caring about the sticky blood on his hands, he picked up the black firearm from the corpse, quickly inspecting the chamber and bullets.

An old friend, the Xia Kingdom-made 56-2 assault rifle.

The 56-2 assault rifle is rarely equipped in our army, mainly used for export and aid to friendly countries, including our old friend Pakistan. The Pakistani side has a large arsenal of Soviet AK series rifles, but our 56-2 is much more user-friendly than the Soviet AKs, so their welcoming it was only natural.

Compared to the steel wire-folding stock 56-1 at the Laird Airport checkpoint, the 56-2 uses a triangle folding stock, providing greater stability and being more flexible and lighter than the standard 56 assault rifle.

But what Gu Ji didn’t expect was.

This helicopter support squad, whatever special unit of the Pakistani Army it belonged to, had impressively "modded" the 56-2, replacing the original wood handguard with tactical rails, mounting a red dot sight, laser pointer, and tactical flashlight on top, with a tactical grip below.

Gu Ji, armed with firearm expertise insignia, knew well.

Due to the AK series’ traditional design issues, the upper receiver and rear experience significant vibration, so unlike standard rifles, the top of the receiver isn’t suitable for mounting precision optics. If optics must be mounted, they can only be installed on the side dovetail.

The Pakistani military seemed aware of this, opting to install non-magnifying sights or laser pointers, and flashlights.

He had to admit, this weaponry tactical approach truly impressed him.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Gu Ji quickly checked with his peripheral vision, confirming it was Wang Yuexi, and whispered, "Xi Zi, grab the pistol quickly!"

Without saying anything, Wang Yuexi reached for the soldier’s thigh.

Working with a trained soldier was indeed smooth.

Seizing the moment while his companion was getting their weapon, Gu Ji immediately leaned against the wall, keeping his gun aimed towards the forked junction ahead, standing guard.

As soon as Wang Yuexi retrieved a weapon.

He uttered "Stand guard," then crouched down to quickly search for the 56-2 assault magazine from the tactical vest on the corpse.

By this time, Han Yue had also quietly followed up with the others.

"Mr. Han, there’s definitely someone at the fork ahead. I’ll take the lead, you all stay behind me. If there’s danger, lead the team and run!"

Han Yue glanced at Gu Ji.

This kid, from scouting the bend to capturing the weapon and standing guard, moved like a flowing stream, terrifyingly calm. Not at all like someone from the Engineering Corps, or a rescue team, instead, he reminded Han Yue of his old senior squad leader when he was a reconnaissance soldier.

But he couldn’t let Gu Ji take the risk alone, so he turned and reached out, "Wang Yuexi, give me the gun."

"I won’t."

"Give it to me now, you stay behind!"

"Mr. Han, I told you, Mr. Zhang can’t manage without me..."

"Huh!"

Gu Ji reached over and covered Wang Yuexi’s mouth, signaling for them to stop talking nonsense. Ensuring silence among the rear personnel, he then held the 56-2 and crept along the wall towards the "T" shaped junction.

Reaching this fork, the mine tunnel expanded further.

One reason for this was the installation of rail-like transport tracks on the branch road, with a mining cart parked at the intersection.

This inadvertently eased Gu Ji’s infiltration, providing an additional cover.

Thus, as he neared the fork.

Gu Ji first pointed his gun at the silent right side of the T-junction, confirmed it was safe, then had Wang Yuexi behind him stand guard while he himself slowly approached the left.

By this time, he could faintly hear some conversations.

The opposite side was chattering in a language Gu Ji couldn’t understand, but familiar with Pakistani, Han Yue’s pupils dilated as he listened, "They’re interrogating another soldier whether there are reinforcements, one says they need to locate the hidden Saudi and American rescue teams quickly!"