Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Perhaps Goring didn't entirely lie; BASF, as a top global chemical company, indeed had advanced safety equipment.

The decontamination tower worked perfectly all afternoon.

By evening, the two large tanks containing a total of 90 tons of liquefied chlorine were completely processed, and the factory crisis was entirely resolved.

In the cheers of the military, police, firefighters, and civilian volunteers.

System text appeared before his eyes.

[Ultimate Goal: Resolve the BASF Factory accident disaster, keep the death toll under 62 - Complete!]

[Secondary Goal: Investigate the ongoing risks following the accident - Complete!]

[Hidden Goal Unlocked: Discover the truth behind the accident!]

The truth…

Gu Ji squinted his eyes, took two steps back, and looked at the vast factory in the distance, then at the rubble and pipes that had been blown into ruins nearby.

Most historical production accidents are often caused by human negligence.

On the surface, the accident seemed to start with the explosion of butadiene in the synthetic rubber plant, triggering the leak of liquefied chlorine in the chlorination factory, resulting in a large gas release due to the absence of a safety operator.

The deeper reasons would depend on the detailed accident investigation report.

Especially Goring's interrogation record.

"The explosion point in the synthetic rubber plant was found; it was the factory tank explosion, which contained 16.5 tons of butadiene and butylene mixture, at a ratio of 80:20. The explosion cause should be human negligence, with sunlight causing the tank pressure to exceed the container's limit."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Franz came over with a record document.

Gu Ji took it in hand, looked at the data in detail on the document, and basically had the answer, now just needed Goring to confirm it, "Thanks!"

"No need to be so polite. Honestly, your expertise in chemistry is exceptional. Are you interested in transferring from the Army to the Chemical Defense Unit? Your prospects might be brighter here!"

Franz also had a fondness for talent.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that Gu Ji thought of 'airborne water spray emergency chlorine elimination' was enough to outshine a bunch of stubborn chemists.

"Let me think about it, Captain."

Gu Ji casually deferred, then walked out of the production base with the document.

At the entrance, Luca and the other two were busy arranging temporary accommodations for civilians tonight. Seeing Gu Ji running by, they asked, "Herman, what are you in such a hurry for?"

"I need to go to the police station to confirm the accident causes and losses with Goring, then report to the command headquarters."

"Hold on, I'm coming too; I want to give Goring a piece of my mind, he nearly got me killed here!"

Ler gritted his teeth, holding back a fire in his heart.

Afraid the two might get into a fight, Luca decided to go too, "Eugen, are you coming?"

"I, I won't go, I'll wait here for you."

Eugen glanced at Gu Ji and said, lowering his head.

Gu Ji raised an eyebrow, feeling that this guy seemed a bit off, but he couldn't delve into it as the task was about to be completed.

They drove the military vehicle to the police station.

With the military orders in hand and deputy mayor Otto personally drafting the command authority, as well as the noon speech, the police were very willing to help, but what they didn't expect was that Goring wasn't at the police station.

"That's strange, I heard the labor inspector chief say he'd bring Goring to the police station..."

"We've found it, sir, Goring is currently arranged at the Bomande Hotel by the higher-ups."

In response to Gu Ji's questioning, the officer quickly found the address.

Ler said, disgruntled.

"Buddy, this labor inspector chief you mentioned, isn't colluding with Goring?"

"Go!"

Gu Ji's face was gloomy, and he decisively started the vehicle.

During the WWII period in Hans Country, the labor inspector chief was in charge of enterprise production and labor protection, being Goring's direct "superior."

He also noticed that when he was pressing Goring, this guy instinctively hid behind the labor inspector chief.

But the other side's courage was too big, dare to shelter such a major accident's main responsible party!

As the accident had just been resolved.

There were still hardly any vehicles on the street; as Ludwig Port's most luxurious Bomanda Hotel, Gu Ji could see the magnificent European architectural style building from two streets away.

Ler suddenly raised his finger pointing ahead.

"Mate, isn't the guy sitting on that car Goring himself?"

"That's him!"

Gu Ji stepped on the gas pedal to accelerate, the engine roared, then turned to chase the black Volkswagen car carrying Goring.

Ler was even more ruthless.

He immediately pulled a military officer's pistol from his waist, cocked it, and fired two shots at the car.

Perhaps Goring and the driver were frightened, the vehicle braked and stopped by the roadside.

The three surrounded the car aggressively, patting on the glass.

"Get out! I'm telling you, get out right now!"

"Don't shoot!"

Goring wiped the sweat off his forehead, raised his hands and climbed out, yet to be pinned against the door by Gu Ji.

"Why run?"

"I was going to meet a very important person, the third leader of the Rein Team of the ordinary Schutzstaffel!"

"I don't care what leader you're going to meet, you as the main person responsible for the accident, should stay obediently in the police station but instead enjoy luxury in a hotel, how can you face those sacrificed employees and soldiers!!"

Ler, hearing these words, pushed the gun directly against Goring's forehead in rage.

"You, you don't shoot! The Schutzstaffel will come soon; be careful, I'll accuse you of abuse of power!"

"Ler, put the gun down."

Luca sternly ordered, sensing things were getting dicey.

As Armed Schutzstaffel, he was very aware of the ordinary Schutzstaffel's functions; if the former was used for charging into battle, then the latter was used to handle their own people, commonly known as secret police.