Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 316 - 156: The Central Cabinet Government Steps In

Crash——!

"Ah!!"

"Water is pouring in! Galawa! What’s happened to you, Galawa?"

Just as Gu Ji ran into the 51st carriage, the already severely damaged carriage shattered in the cheers of the victims, and suddenly the window broke, a huge jet of water gushed in, instantly swept the nearest victim away, their head crashing into the nearby table, blood gushing out like a tap turned on high.

"Everybody, stop fussing! Carriage 51! Carriage 51, there’s someone at the scene with a head injury, bleeding unconscious, press on the bleeding point immediately! Wait for medical rescue! Soldiers, quickly board up the broken window!"

Gu Ji was overwhelmed with work.

He had to reprimand the victims, contact the medical emergency team, command the soldiers to seal the leak, and at the same time, couldn’t stop moving.

Finally, he managed to get to the back of the carriage.

Under the signal of the soldiers’ red lights, the fireboat emergency rescue team slowly docked at the connection point of the 56th carriage.

Through the window.

Everyone saw two rescue teams in total, each consisting of two inflatable boats and two fishing boats, totaling eight. The inflatable boats were 3.8 meters, orange inflatable rafts with small engines attached, while the fishing boats were small, powerless boats about 4 meters.

Judging by the specifications of the inflatable boats, they could accommodate at most 6 people, deducting the driver and the firefighter responsible for the rescue, at best, these two rescue teams could evacuate fifteen or sixteen people.

Some cleverer victims seemed to realize this, and the smiles on their faces faded a lot.

The bearded rescue team captain grabbed the train door handle with his hand, trying to communicate with the people inside the train through the slight opening.

"I’m Azim, the water rescue team captain from the Disbur Fire Department, sent by the State Disaster Management Minister. Who is Mr. Vidhi? What’s the situation inside?"

"I am Vidhi!"

Gu Ji had Fatima and the soldiers organize the train to quieten down, then shouted closely into the door seam: "The train is barely holding on, the rain might intensify at any time, and there’s a risk of flooding—the train needs more rescue assistance!"

He couldn’t speak conclusively because victims were listening in.

In reality, the train sinking was inevitable.

Azim wiped the rain off his beard, looked at the length of the train, and shook his head, "There are too many people on the train, and the main rescue forces are all held up in the town. I will report the situation to the chief, but this time I can only take 15 people; you need to decide quickly!"

"Take the severely injured patients and children first! Move forward to carriage 3! We’ll meet in the train restroom..."

Unexpectedly, before Gu Ji could finish, the victims behind him objected.

"Why take them first? Since they’re already severely injured, they won’t last long, why not prioritize those who can survive?"

"Yeah! We’ve been waiting here so long and even helped fix the leaking points of the carriage, yet we’re not as important as some old and weak! What nonsense is this!"

"Respected Mr. Vidhi, please let me leave first, I also have a serious illness, and my blood sugar has always been bad..."

"Mr. Vidhi, I respect your commanding ability, but I think this evacuation plan is flawed. Government officials and social elites should be prioritized, as they contribute to Assam. As for those low-caste refugees, just do some superficial work, I’m Swaraj, working in the State Government Secretary Office, let’s be friends..."

The disaster victims were speaking quickly back and forth, and their voices grew louder, with the potential for arguments and fights to break out.

Gu Ji glanced around, noting that beyond the volunteers, some of them were from relatively high castes.

The most interesting was a government official who grabbed his shoulder to pull him aside, whispering cynically compared to his status.

Gu Ji gently pulled away the official’s wrist, turned to face the passageway wall, looked back at the victims, and took out his walkie-talkie:

"I am sorry, everyone, please listen. The state government’s rescue capacity is really limited right now, and it’s impossible to evacuate everyone at once. You’ll need phased rescue. I assure you all that I will remain with you to the end and ensure everyone is taken out. But before that, I also hope you won’t lose your nerve and prioritize the patients who urgently need treatment to leave first!"

"Mr. Vidhi, if the state government’s capacity is limited, what makes you think you can evacuate so many of us?"

"He talks nicely! But in reality, who gets rescued is decided by these officials! Maybe he’ll be the first to run away!"

"I just saw him whispering with that sneaky official. They’re probably planning to abandon us!"

"It’s started raining outside, are we really going to drown here?"

"This Vidhi Dali is a complete fraud! I just heard, if I’d known the government rescue teams were in town, I wouldn’t have boarded the train, staying home would’ve been safer than this!"

Unexpectedly, Gu Ji’s patient explanation not only failed to persuade the victims but actually intensified their backlash.

He squinted, noticing that those speaking the most aggressively were indeed among the first wave of dissenters, including the one he refused from the Secretary’s Office.