The firefight continued on the back. Hearing the sound of the bullets, one side had already mounted an anti-aircraft machine gun. The bullets were all thicker than the fingertips of the anti-aircraft machine gun. It was not lucky to get one, wherever it hits, it’s a big sea bowl. The blood hole is saved but also disabled.
No one dared to face the anti-aircraft machine gun head-on, and Xia Jinyuan was no exception.
Unfolding the city map, Xia Jinyuan turned on the miniature flashlight, and a very thin beam of light was shining on the map. Reporter Chen saw the opponent's slender pair of hands slowly passing by like a pianist, moving like a piano.
"Major, we are here now, Seya Avenue, and now this is the location of the night scene, and the most concentrated location of the crossfire. From here to ours, we are currently surrounded by rebels. We are a group of dozens of people. The goal is too big. It is difficult to break through."
He can speak English that is so fluent that he can't speak, and his voice is low, a bit like water drops dripping from the eaves of a mountain temple after the rain.
Through the side face, reporter Chen judged that the other party was a very young soldier, a soldier from China.
Chinese soldiers appeared in the night scene... Reporter Chen, whose eyesight had been locked, flickered slightly and approached his colleagues, "It is the Chinese soldiers who are speaking. They appeared in the night scene. Find a way to see them clearly, draw their pictures, and send them back to Wanhai. ."
Reporter Chen is the biggest reporter among the three Gulf Sea reporters. The other two male reporters said they were reporters. One was actually in charge of carrying equipment and the other was in charge of photography tracking.
The male colleague in charge of photographic tracking can draw a good pencil, especially the portrait of a person, and can draw more than eight points of the other's appearance with a normal pencil.
The male colleague who understood the profound meaning of Reporter Chen nodded and replied softly, "I just counted. They should have six to seven people. We can draw three to four. The Chinese soldiers ran to the night field and put them back. Domestically, it will definitely cause big storms and damage its image."
"Well, you seize the opportunity, and I will cooperate appropriately." Reporter Chen spoke softly, his voice filled with excitement, watching the Chinese peacekeepers for more than half a month and did not find a trace of damage to the image of Chinese soldiers. This time How could she miss it if the handle was delivered directly to her hand.
Another male colleague who was responsible for carrying equipment said regretfully: "If our camera is still there, it will be more convincing. It has always been said that the Chinese army is strict in governing the army, and it seems that it is nothing more than that."
"Oh, do you really believe what they say? Those who are behind everywhere, if they don't put gold on their faces, who will care about them?" Reporter Chen sneered, staring at the contempt in the sight of the Chinese soldiers. , And only their own people think that their soldiers are very good and strong."
"Watch them closely and write down every word they have said." The fluent English in the front corner never stopped, and there were some technical terms that she didn't understand. Reporter Chen sneered again. "I really didn't expect this Chinese soldier to speak English. It seems that he has been trained."
Looking around again, Reporter Chen tried to find the figure who had just appeared and frightened her. After searching for a circle, she retracted her gaze and continued to stare at Xia Jinyuan, who was talking to the British soldiers. "No other Chinese soldiers appeared. Only he can speak English. Don't expect to be strong in a country that is backward in education and lacks quality."
"A Zhen made a lot of sense." The male colleague agreed, and deeply agreed.