The three guns Gu Ji practiced with most in firearms training were the Type 95 assault rifle, Type 79 submachine gun, and the Type 92 pistol.
But this Type 56 submachine gun with a wooden stock, he had only fired a few times at a private shooting range.
However, relying on nearly two thousand rounds of training, he was quite proficient in using it, though not as skilled as special operatives like Jillian and Jamie. Still, he was far better than Felsen, those half-baked federal police officers.
Behind him.
The area facing the security check room by the boarding gate was completely deserted, and the sounds of arguing had reduced significantly, likely scared into the corners by the earlier fierce shootout.
The scene was silent for several seconds. An afro hidden in the back cautiously poked his head out and looked towards Gu Ji, who was hiding behind the central cover, and whispered, "No movement, could they be scared..."
Tat-tat!
Halfway through his sentence, a metallic gun barrel suddenly emerged from the right side of the security check passage, aiming in the direction of the voice, firing a quick burst.
"Get back!!"
Gu Ji shouted, suddenly opening fire to retaliate. Jamie, positioned to his left rear, reacted as well, and the entire network of gunfire instantly reignited, bullets flying all towards the security passage.
"Stop!"
Seizing a brief pause while retreating to cover, he glared at the afro on his rear left, swiftly grabbing a magazine from his bulletproof vest with his left hand, pressing the magazine catch to switch out the magazine with one hand, clack, slickly pulling the bolt back, checking the chamber.
The real battlefield is different from a game; it's difficult to have adequate time to quickly inspect the magazine to check how many rounds are left. Therefore, to ensure that your weapon always has enough bullets for counterattack, you have to constantly balance estimation with opportunity to resupply your ammo.
The afro was scared stiff by the sudden burst of shots from the assailants, shrinking back against the wall, seemingly realizing he almost caused his own death through his mistake.
On the battlefield, nothing is more taboo than moving randomly, making noise, and losing focus.
This guy did all at once.
But it can be understood.
Many third-world countries have decent equipment, but their combat proficiency is worrisome.
Ethiopia's elite forces have just learned coordinated operations with armored units. Most of the remaining militias and police haven't received much professional training and are at best a notch above ordinary people, otherwise, the airport wouldn't have fallen so quickly.
Thereafter, several more exchanges of fire occurred.
Apart from the fifth round, where they threw a grenade trying to overpower once again, the rest were all thunderous but ineffective, undoubtedly boosting everyone's confidence, making the 40-minute endurance seem less daunting.
After all, Gu Ji's tactical firepower arrangement had many attack points and they were dispersed, and the defensive positions were well-chosen, making it hard to counter.
[Objective: Survive for 20 minutes accomplished!]
[Choose your reward.]
[Stamina boost (small)] or [Adrenaline (×1)]
Finally, the first mission was completed.
It seems facing the assailants upfront is much harder than just fleeing.
In this highly tense standoff, the body naturally secretes adrenaline. Using too much can cause nausea, vomiting, and muscle spasms.
So Gu Ji unhesitatingly chose [Stamina boost (small)].
The text dissipated, white light lined up beside the first mark.
Instantly, he felt his gun-bearing arm and back trapezius and erector spinae muscles seemed to no longer be as stiff.
Shooting a rifle from the shoulder is actually quite physically demanding, as it's an asymmetrical movement, easily causing spinal curvature and muscle strain, which can affect shooting response speed and accuracy.
Enhancing muscle endurance is just right to alleviate such fatigue.
[New objective: Find important person, Jillian Foster!]
[Objective: Find important person accomplished!]
[Choose your reward.]
[Strength boost (small)] or [Tactical mastery (small)]
As expected.
Mission continuously accomplished!
Gu Ji anticipated this while searching for Jillian in advance this round, but getting two reward options back-to-back still brought quite a surprise.
White [Tactical mastery (small)]: Increases tactical level by 10%, reduces tactical planning time by 20%, and boosts the chance of tactical surprise by 5%.
Just choose this.
Gu Ji currently has a lesser demand for strength, but rather has a higher demand for on-site tactical thinking.
The two reward selections were all made within an extremely short time.
In no time, a new system prompt sounded.
[Secondary objective: Protect Jillian Foster!]
[Ultimate objective: Prevent the Laird Airport massacre, rescue at least 480 civilians.]
Unlike before.
This time, the system surprisingly released two new objectives in one go, and after the sound ended, the text turned into white light, falling above the three marks at his lower left vision, becoming two lines of prompts.
[Jillian Foster: Healthy]
[Current number of rescued civilians: 523/480]
Who exactly is this Jillian Foster that two tasks are specifically set for her?
A favored character in the game?
But the system noted that this is just a side quest, and according to the usual lower rewards for side quests, there shouldn't be any punishment if it fails.
Instead, it's the ultimate objective that's the main course Gu Ji needs to tackle.
Seems my previous analysis was accurate; only by resolving the crisis can the game be cleared, fleeing alone isn't the answer.
He glanced at the numbers.
So close, just a little over forty more than the mission requirement baseline.
Theoretically, a popular foreign 4D-grade international airport has an annual passenger throughput of about 2 million people, converting the daily peak hour passenger throughput to 5,000 people. So the total number of employees and passengers within the terminal during daytime should be around 800, making the rescue of 480 individuals a passing line, right…
Gu Ji's deep understanding of airports and quick determination that this is a 4D-grade airport is because he had memorized major questions related to airport security while preparing for the second batch of national public security exams.
"No more mistakes can be made from here on..."
Over forty people, they would be gone in a single volley from the attackers.
Gu Ji tightened his grip on the Type 56.
The game has assigned him a role that is just too ordinary, lacking leadership and equipment, and with too little prep time before the attack, he simply couldn't organize such a large number of tourists to evacuate the airport in time.
If he could switch to an airport duty manager or at least a police officer, he'd be confident in rescuing more people.
The time ticked by second by second.
The attackers intermittently made two more probing volleys.
But Gu Ji felt there was somewhat a sense of "perfunctoriness".
According to the CQB speed principle, time is incredibly precious, failing several assaults, they certainly wouldn't continue wasting time here but would change their assault route instead.
Change route…
An image suddenly flashed in his mind:
The ventilation duct!!