Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 415 - 197: Into Hell (Part 2)_3

He explained all his previous analyses to Bolton.

After listening, Bolton’s eyes went blank, filled with shock and fear, and he couldn’t help but shiver, repeatedly muttering:

"We’ve just escaped death, and now we’ve fallen into a hellscape!"

"So we don’t have much time left. I’m preparing to set out immediately to search for rescue; you stay here to reassure the passengers, and you might want to lead them away from the aircraft. The 7M8 is too large a target and could easily be found by the drug traffickers’ drones."

"Wouldn’t it be too dangerous for you to go alone?"

Bolton really wanted to go with Gu Ji, but he’d been injured in the abdomen, and as the only pilot of the crew, he had to stay here to calm the passengers, "How about this, I’ll assign a crew member to accompany you."

Gu Ji had originally planned to act alone.

But after a second thought, it might be a good "fishing" opportunity; the electromagnetic pulse was a regional dispersal attack, even high-powered directional microwaves couldn’t precisely target just one seat, so the drug traffickers’ accomplice must be eager to contact their superiors.

Perhaps if they walked a while and found a familiar path, they could lead him to the drug traffickers’ lair.

So the two returned to the shade of a tree.

Bolton spread out his hands.

"I’m very sorry, the plane’s radio system is broken and beyond repair, but the good news is, the plane is temporarily safe, and everyone can team up with the crew to move food and personal items from the cabin, but considering the current environment of the cabin, my suggestion is that the elderly and teenagers should not go up for now and can have companions retrieve things on their behalf."

"Finally, we can drink some water! I’m dying of thirst!"

"I’m starving, I should have eaten more on the plane!"

"I need to see if my computer is broken, there are many valuable files in it..."

Upon hearing that they could return to the plane to retrieve items, many people immediately cheered and rejoiced.

Once the crew and passengers had gradually moved the food and items out, Betty directed from the side: "Considering that rescue might take some time, we need to centralize the cabin’s food and water for rationing. If anyone has extra personal food or insect repellent, feel free to share it."

"God, this is the worst experience of my life!"

"Damn it, who knows when we can get out of this godforsaken place!"

Facing the passengers’ complaints, Bolton clapped his hands to regain their attention.

"Please stay calm, trust me, the airline surely is arranging a search and rescue by now. Mr. Yassen is also planning to head out to seek rescue, considering safety and efficiency, I’ll arrange for a crew member to accompany him, and we’ll need one or two others to cooperate with the action. Is anyone willing to volunteer?"

"We barely have enough to eat, who’d volunteer!"

"Yeah, it’s so hot, going into the jungle is like asking for death, what if we run into wild animals?"

Every passenger spoke up to refuse, including Chloe, who previously wanted to volunteer, who now ducked her head in fear that Gu Ji might call her name.

At this time, someone in the crowd raised their hand.

"I can help!"

Gu Ji raised an eyebrow.

Interesting.

Because it was the same suit-clad professional man from before, who had now packed his luggage and pushed through the crowd to stand beside Bolton, "I do a lot of trail running, so I’m in great shape."

"That’s great, thank you for your help!"

Bolton extended his hand to shake with the professional man, then looked to the crew, "Who among you wants to help?"

Perhaps the "wild animal" scared the crew members; the flight attendants kept their heads down, avoiding Bolton’s gaze, knowing well from their training that staying put and waiting for airline rescue was the safest and most prudent; venturing out for help, even without danger, risked getting lost and eventually dying outdoors.

The short-haired male attendant hesitated for a long time; he was the only male in the crew and managed economy class.

Just as he was about to step forward, Betty spoke first.

"I’ll go; I’ve participated in the airline’s survival training and have learned survival and rescue skills."

"Alright, then we’ll count on you, Betty."

Thus, the three-member search and rescue team was formed.

Betty carried her luggage to a distant spot, and after five or six minutes, when she returned, she had changed into a different outfit: Martin boots, jeans, a white blouse, and a brown shirt jacket, her hair neatly tied in a ponytail, yet it couldn’t conceal her impressive curves and the mature allure of a woman.

If Gao Bo were here, he’d surely have his eyes firmly fixed on her curves, as he had a known fondness for MILFs.

"Be careful!"

Bolton handed some canned food, chocolate, and several bottles of water to Gu Ji, giving a final look to the professional man, clearly reminding him to be wary of "insiders."

"Don’t worry." Gu Ji patted Bolton’s shoulder, then led the two of them into the jungle.

As an outdoor adventure expert, "Yassen" had a backpack not only with a computer and notebook, but also a compass and a High-Power Flashlight, which were perfect for the outdoors; the only drawback was the lack of a machete, making it a bit cumbersome to cut through dense thickets.

In the jungle that blocked out the sky, there were giant trees with strange, flat roots everywhere that they had never seen before. The blazing sunlight filtered through the layered leaves, making the three feel unbearably hot.

And the ground itself was like a giant sponge; walking on the fallen leaves and dirt was soft and squishy, making it very tiring to walk.

Betty noticed Gu Ji’s brisk pace and couldn’t help but ask.

"Mr. Yassen, do you have a direction in mind since you’re walking so fast?"

"When Bolton and I were preparing for the crash landing, we saw a nearby river, likely the only waterway between the two states; most villages and towns are established around water resources. We could try our luck there. Even if we don’t run into anyone, at least we’ll have access to fresh water."

Gu Ji stopped and glanced back at the professional man.

During this short while, the man had already finished an entire bottle of mineral water.

Leaning against a tree, the professional man panted heavily:

"Phew... Your idea is good, but can we slow down a bit? I’m a little tired."

"Mr. Riddle, I’m curious why you’re lying? From your stride and breathing patterns, you clearly have no exercise experience!"