International law is something every war correspondent knows by heart. It is the only treaty that can protect them in war-torn areas. But truly experienced war reporters know that the kind of bill signed by voting in the magnificent parliament hall is a fart in a war-torn place.
Prepare US dollars for bribes, learn to say "forgive me" in the local language, and throw yourself to the ground as skillfully as flying to a woman. When encountering robbery, the first thing to do is to buckle the memory card in the camera or video camera , don't fight over the devices, just send them away.
When encountering gangsters who are red-eyed and even want to search the body, you must quickly swallow the memory card. Fortunately, the current memory cards have been made very small, and the taste is not bad. Think about the memory sticks of the past, when the journalists wanted to die.
Of course, in addition to desperadoes, there are also lustful people, and sometimes even indecent things happen. At this time, it is still... please do not resist. Losing one's life for the sake of fame is a very loss-making business in a real war-torn place.
These are the "knowledge" that Landie has not yet learned and Shen Ming does not know how to teach her. He can only try his best to guard Landie behind him, and try not to let anyone among the five soldiers in front of him see her angry but innocent face. Delicate and lovely face, so as not to arouse their cravings.
"What, it's all clothes, no money at all, these stingy bastards." A veteran soldier angrily threw the clothes and parcels on the ground, and walked forward with the M16 in his hand.
"Sir, we are war correspondents who were invited to interview. We didn't bring any money with us, only credit cards. Do you have a POSS machine?" Shen Ming took out a credit card from his arms, and the veteran only felt that Shen Ming Finding fault on purpose.
"Damn it! Do you think I'm a cashier? You always carry a POSS machine wherever you go on the battlefield?" The veteran raised his gun angrily and aimed at Shen Ming's head.
He hasn't turned on the trigger safety yet, so it's still purely for scaring. Shen Ming's finger holding the credit card is not purely for flattery. Once these idiots are so fucking blind and want to do something, Shen Ming will only use this credit card. Also able to slit the throats of all of them in 3 seconds.
The only trouble Shen Ming needs to consider is how to explain all this to Lan Die, and how to continue the interview
"Sir, we are not enemies. There is no need to confront each other like this. Please put down your guns. This is a very unfriendly behavior. You may not be able to bear the consequences." Shen Ming explained in the noodle shop language with a calm expression, There was no sign of fear at all.
The four soldiers next to them laughed as if they were watching a joke, and felt that the majesty of the old soldier was blown away.
"Damn it, are you teaching me how to do things?" The old soldier didn't know that he had made a mistake today, and he was still on the line. He touched the safety of the gun with his finger, and clicked it to release it.
Shen Ming's eyes changed instantaneously at this moment, his back was tense and he was in a state of combat readiness, Lan Die, who was blocked behind him, could feel the steel-like solid flesh through the thin shirt, and he was stunned for a while.
Just when the killing and counter-killing were about to happen, an eighty-one-bar metal gun stock slammed on the veteran's head, knocking the emaciated veteran to the ground, and blood spattered on the concrete floor .
The person who did it was the captain who just gave the middle finger to the Chinese frontier soldiers outside the door. He is 180 tall and has a dark and muscular body. He is not wearing a military uniform, only wearing a tactical strap. A typical soldier is equipped with 6 assault rifle magazines as standard, but he carried as many as 20 on his body, and the grenades behind his waist were all connected into a string like candied haws.
Shen Ming looked at the beard on the guy's face and the way he held the gun, and it was clear that this was a war madman. This kind of creature was different from other guys who were forced to go to the battlefield. happy. They don't believe in anything but themselves, so they always carry a lot of equipment, even if all their teammates die in battle, they can still work hard to survive.
After entering the room, the captain and Shen Ming just looked at each other, without saying a word, they concentrated on beating up the old soldier, one gun butt after another, hitting the surrounding soldiers gasping for air, and they didn't dare to attack at all. Before persuading, it is like avoiding the devil.
"I've told you many times that we're here to pick up the distinguished guests! It's cheaper for you not to let you kneel down to greet them and show your sincerity. How dare you point a gun at others? Do you let outsiders see the joke? Although we have no higher education , but don’t you understand the basic orders?” The captain straddled the old soldier Youzi, and educated him while hitting him, Shen Ming believed that the guy wouldn’t listen at all, because by the fifth time, the old soldier Youzi had already spoken. He vomited blood, rolled his eyes, and was not far from death.
"Enough! Do you want to kill him?" Lan Die couldn't stand it any longer, and tried her best to escape Shen Ming's cover and came to the front to stop it.
The little girl's stop seems to have had an effect. The captain stopped hitting the head with the butt of the gun, stood up with the Bayi rifle in hand, and while looking at Lan Die with a smile, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the veteran's body.
"Sudden! Sudden! Sudden!" A crisp burst of 3 rounds, the special steel core bullet of Tianchao exploded the veteran Youzi's chest, blood even spattered on Landie's face.
A life ended like this, and was beaten to death in front of Lan Die like a dog. Landie's pupils widened and she felt that she couldn't breathe, and the fear emanating from her bones made her tremble.
"Replying to you, of course I want to kill him." The captain said with a smile without any guilt, "Hello, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Wang Bo. My ancestral home is Shandong, and I just immigrated in the past two years. I’m here. It’s nice to see visitors from my hometown, but these soldiers are used to burning, killing and looting, and they can’t get rid of their bad habits. I’m sorry for scaring you two.”
"It's okay, it's all over." Shen Ming hugged Lan Die tightly from behind, pressing her chest regularly to help her regain her breathing instinct.
"Where have we met this man?" Wang Bo tilted his head and looked at Shen Ming.
"Don't be kidding, Mr. Wang, we live in two different worlds, how could we have seen each other?" Shen Ming chuckled lightly.
"Really? But I think you have the taste of my world." Just as Wang Bo was exchanging greetings, the door was pushed open again, and another long-haired woman walked in.
She was wearing a snow-white military uniform with many colorful medals hanging on her chest. With the unique white and delicate skin of ethnic minorities, big eyes and high nose are beautiful and delicious. In terms of age, at most it is only two decades old, but the rank on his shoulders is already ranked as a major general, which is absolutely impossible in the military organization of a regular country. But in a turbulent war zone, the 12-year-old colonel is not surprising, as long as he has the strength to pull the trigger and is lucky enough to kill the enemy.
But the girl general in front of her was obviously not promoted in this way, because she saw the dead people and disgust in the room, just like a lady dining in an elegant restaurant, seeing the disgustingness of a dirty mouse.
Not only would such a person not be able to kill with a machine gun, she might not have even held a gun, but her words could determine the lives and deaths of countless people. This was a privilege, an innate power.
"Captain Wang, how can you kill people at will in front of our guests? What should you do if you scare the two of you?" The woman walked over with 7cm red-soled high heels. Such famous brands are more suitable for walking in the Champs Elysees. The avenue, not the muddy ground mixed with blood, but the red bottom seems to be not afraid of being stained red again, right
"General Luo, you misunderstood the villain. I just tried my best to protect our distinguished guests. Besides, I didn't seem to scare the two of you, at most one." When Wang Bo spoke, he looked at Shen Ming's thoughtful face. smile.
"Two distinguished guests who came from afar, I'm sorry to give you a bad start. I guarantee that the next two people will feel the hospitality of a civilized gentleman. I am your host, the Kokang Alliance Director of the Military Propaganda Department, my name is Luo Li." Luo Li gracefully came in front of Shen Ming and stretched out her hand.
"With all due respect, your name really doesn't match this figure." Before Lan Die could react from the world of blood, Shen Ming held that jade hand instead.
"Hey, this gentleman is really funny, I don't know how to address him?" Luo Lidi smiled slightly.
"Xiao Ming, photographer." Shen Ming's unit introduced the senior in his arms, "This is my senior, Lan Die, who is the chief reporter for this battlefield interview."
"Miss Landie seems to be out of spirits?" Luo Li stepped forward and bent down to look at the pale Landie.
"You shouldn't have killed people in front of her. Before that, she had never seen so much blood." Shen Ming argued.
"But Mr. Xiao Ming doesn't seem to be afraid?" Luo Li asked curiously.
"My whole family are butchers. I helped my father kill pigs for 3 years before I went to college. You can't imagine that when you pour a sharp knife into the throat, the blood will spurt out with the howling of the pigs." Come out, you can’t hide at this time, and you have to pick it up with a basin, because pig’s blood is also very delicious, although they are not so sweet when they are still hot.” Shen Ming’s explanation was thought-provoking.
"Mr. Xiao Ming is really funny. If there is a chance, we can talk about Mr. Xiao Ming's story of killing pigs alone." Loli felt tired of holding Xiao Ming's hand.
"Let's leave here first." Shen Ming walked out of the examination room with Lan Die in his arms, and the two sat on the car heading to the mansion, blowing the wind from a different place, Lan Die finally recovered.
But the first thing Landie did was... vomit. Fortunately, Shen Ming was prepared, and the vomit bag he carried saved Lan Die's new clothes and the limousine sent by Luo Li.
"Don't be nervous, spit slowly, keep your throat open, you definitely don't want to swallow it back." Shen Ming patted Landie's thin back to comfort him.
"They're not human, they're just a group of beasts who treat human life like nothing!" Lan Die commented.
"Have you realized it? In the world of animals, the most important thing is not justice, but how to make yourself look like food. Of course, if a dog bites you, remember not to struggle, but to bite back fiercely. After all, everyone You have teeth." Shen Ming smiled.