Professional-grade protective clothing has not been developed yet...

Just as he was deep in thought, there was a roar of engines. It was the motorized troops coming to transport logistics supplies.

Panic broke out throughout the city because of the poison gas leak.

All the civilians are busy fleeing, and the roads are full of people and vehicles. The size of military vehicles is difficult to move, and it is not as useful as motorcycles.

Gu Ji's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the protective coat worn by the motorized infantry.

He remembers the early days of World War II, when motorcycle crews were kept in harsh conditions to withstand wind, rain and cold waves.

In order to facilitate the driver to better perform tasks, Hans Logistics has developed a special jacket for motorcycle infantry. The outer layer has a rubber protective coating, which is windproof and rainproof.

Likewise, it can also protect against chlorine!

"Motorcycle infantry coat! This thing is coated with rubber to prevent chlorine from penetrating the skin!"

Gu Ji pointed at the motorcycle in the distance and shouted.

Franz looked back and instantly understood what he meant, so he requisitioned rubber coats from these motorized infantrymen.

Gu Ji tied up the hem of his clothes with a rope and stuffed them into his tall leather boots.

Everyone imitated him and reorganized. This time, chemical defense soldiers joined, and the Chief Building Inspector also found the factory building layout drawings, which greatly improved the team's rescue efficiency.

"Everyone, get out of here and leave the machine alone!"

In the east area of ​​the production base, after Gu Ji rescued the last group of people from the chlorine production plant, he turned around and began to rescue the trapped workers around him.

"Eugen, come here and carry this injured person out!"

"yes!"

Eugen just rushed over and took a closer look, but found that there was something wrong with the worker's face, "Sir, this worker is not a Hans!"

When Gu Ji heard the sound, he looked back and saw a white-skinned worker coughing and asking for help, speaking in a language he didn't understand.

He had also rescued someone at the explosion site before, who seemed to be from Uzbekistan.

"Don't worry about who he is, carry him out first!"

"Sir, since you said that the duty of a soldier is to defend the country, we should save our brothers and sisters first. Why should we care about such outsiders?"

Eugen looked reluctant and stared at the foreign workers on the ground with disgust, as if he were looking at a piece of garbage.

Gu Ji's eyes instantly darkened.

"Everyone is the same in the face of disaster. I ask you to carry him out!"

"Lift it, Eugen."

At this time, Luka shouted out and patted Gu Ji on the shoulder, "Eugen is only an eighteen-year-old child. We must pay attention to the way we speak."

Gu Ji's eyelids twitched.

Listening to the specially emphasized second half of the sentence, he realized that Luka was reminding him not to say the wrong thing.

Approximately an hour passed.

Suddenly, there was a low roar of engines in the sky, indicating that the transport aircraft of the National Defense Air Force had arrived for support.

Gu Ji quickly directed everyone to stay away from the chlorine production plant.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of crackling water resounded throughout the production base, as if a heavy rainstorm suddenly fell. The water flowed along the cracks in the road and soon spread to the feet of several people, and the color of the poisonous gas also changed.

A lot lighter.

[Goal: Prevent the spread of accidents and disasters and successfully leave the port!]

【Please choose your reward!】

[Risk Judgment Improvement (Medium)] or [Endurance Improvement (Small)]

Completed so quickly?

Thinking about it, the chlorine leak points have been solved by Leer and him, so the remaining chlorine in the air is like water without roots and cannot make any waves.

Gu Ji chose reward one.

Blue [Risk Judgment Improvement (Medium)]: Improve environmental risk identification capabilities by 31%, increase risk monitoring awareness by 23%, and shorten response plan formulation time by 42%.

This is simply a magical skill in crisis management and prediction.

As the blue mark fell, Gu Ji glanced at the chlorine production plant not far away through the yellow lenses of the gas mask, and couldn't help but notice the cracks on the top of the chimney.

"If everyone stays away, the chimney will be flooded and there is a risk of collapse!"

Just finished speaking.

System text comes one after another.

[Secondary goal: Investigate follow-up risks of the accident!]

[Ultimate goal: solve the BASF factory accident disaster and control the number of accident deaths to 70 people!]

Investigate the risks of subsequent accidents?

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows.

Haven't the valves of all the storage tanks been closed by Leer? What should have leaked has basically been exhausted. Are there other chemical hazards in the factory?

He glanced at the task progress bar in the lower left corner.

[Subsequent risk of accident: not investigated]

[Current death toll: 53/70]

The death toll is so low?

This is not because Gu Ji hopes that more people will die, or that he is complacent about how timely he was saved.

But based on the on-site conditions and accident assessment standards, the death toll from such a huge explosion and poisonous gas leakage accident should be at least several hundred people.

Return from the production base to the outside of the cordon.

Seeing that the poisonous gas gradually dissipated, indicating that the method of spraying water in the air was very effective, Otto could finally breathe a sigh of relief and looked at the oncoming Gu Ji and others, his eyes full of appreciation and gratitude.

If it hadn't been for this young man's sudden idea, the accident might not have been resolved so smoothly.

Just as he was thinking about how to thank Gu Ji, a black police car parked near the temporary accident handling team.

The car door opened, and the police came out with a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

It's Göring.

Finally caught this guy!

Before Otto could ask questions, Gu Ji dodged and rushed forward, grabbed Goering by the collar, and stared at him:

"Why were you not at the scene when such a big accident happened? Do you know how many human sacrifices were caused just because of the lack of safe escape maps and the lack of people in charge to cut off the power and pipes in time?"

"Hey! Hey! I have something important to deal with today, okay? Rude man, please let go!"

Although Göring pretended to be calm on the surface, his eyes were very panicked.

Gu Ji let go of his hand.

"Now we just need the gas inventory data of the East District factory and the number of employees."

"There is no need to worry about the number of employees. It is now the off-season for sales and production. In addition to ensuring the basic operation of the factory, there are no redundant irrelevant personnel. Moreover, most of these workers are migrant workers and do not need to be ignored."

Göring spoke calmly while adjusting his tie at the collar, as if the employee who was trapped in the accident and died had nothing to do with him.

"I want a specific number of people!"

"There are more than 200 people in the East District factory? I can't remember exactly. There are many workers who have no records. It's my kindness to provide them with jobs."

Seeing that Gu Ji's tone turned cold, Golin did not dare to be stubborn and had to answer truthfully.

The so-called undocumented labor should be illegal labor.

During the war, various illegal and forced labor practices were common. Many of them were foreigners from the occupied areas. They were not welcomed at all in the Hans Kingdom, and no one cared about their life or death.

This can be known from Eugen's attitude just now.

"Factory gas inventory! Let me remind you, if you dare to conceal this matter, it is very likely that the entire city will fall into disaster again!"

"this……"

Göring was hesitant. Seeing that the labor inspector general had no intention of speaking for him, he had to take two steps back. "The chlorine produced by the chlorine plant is stored in liquid form in a storage tank in the basement, with a reserve of 75%..."

"Fuck, doesn't the technical manual say that the safe storage capacity is 50%?"

Gu Ji was so angry that he grabbed Golin's collar again.

Luca hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Herman, listen to what he has to say first!"

"75% of the inventory is about 45 tons."

Göring finally broke free from Gu Ji's restraints and hid directly behind the Labor Inspector General.

Gu Ji calmed down the stern look in his eyes and continued to press the question.

"Are there any other spare cans?"
To be continued...