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    Chapter 20

    The night in the war zone is restless.

    At eight o'clock in the evening, before the sun had set, Song Ran heard the sound of artillery fire in the distance, and the sound of gunfire was even more constant.  There were several shots fired very close to the hotel where I was staying, and the closest one seemed to be on the next street.

    But everyone else in the building turned a deaf ear and seemed to have gotten used to it.

    As soon as Song Ran arrived at her residence, she got to know the other foreign reporters on the same floor.  After everyone learned that she was the photographer of the news photo "carry", they all looked up to her with admiration.

    A French reporter sighed: "Whenever I can take a news photo as successful as the carry, I can return to my country with peace of mind!"

    Song Ran felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but he didn't think about it for a moment and moved on to the next topic.

    After a simple dinner, a few people met to go to the border to have a look.

    We all got into an Italian reporter¡¯s car and left the residence.  When they reached a street, there was a hail of bullets ahead.  Song Ran was still a little nervous. Unexpectedly, the reporters in the car were used to it, so she parked the car on the side of the road and waited patiently.

    The Italian reporter even started smoking.

    Song Ran hesitated for a while and asked, "Is it okay if we stop here?"

    "Don't worry, my dear lady," the Italian reporter turned back and raised his eyebrows at her, "Those are government forces and anti-government forces. It will not be beneficial to either of them to hurt us." He pointed at the  Italian flag, American flag, Canadian flag in the corner of the windshield.

    Song Ran asked: "What if there is a terrorist organization?"

    The other party made an exaggerated frightened expression: "Then it's best to run away quickly. They are short of money recently, and they will not accept the hostages sent to their door."

    "It's not that scary." A Japanese reporter comforted her and said, "They sometimes pick countries. Europe and the United States have some historical differences with this land, but we in East Asia don't."

    Song Ran nodded.

    While we were chatting, the gunfire in front stopped.

    ¡°OK!¡± The Italian reporter threw down his cigarette butt and drove past the street where the battle took place.

    Song Ran tightened his helmet and lowered his body unconsciously, while the camera was pointed out the window.  She saw several hidden soldiers behind the bumpy building walls.

    The car with the national flag flying passed the street quietly, not long after walking out.

    Bang bang bang, the fight started again.

    Song Ran: ""

    And outside the car window, there were still pedestrians walking on the street. They ignored the gunshots in the distance and regarded them as background sounds.

    Hapo is an important town in the western part of the Eastern Kingdom, with a large population and a developed economy.  Although today we are deeply mired in war, there are still many people who are burdened by their livelihood and cannot leave or leave.  Or they were burdened by their belief that the government would soon win and the war would be over soon.  That's what they thought when the war first started.

    Not long after leaving, there was a hustle and bustle ahead, and the streets were densely packed with vehicles and people going out of the country.

    I can¡¯t walk anymore.

    Several reporters got out of the car holding their own equipment.  There were so many people around that collective action was impossible. We all arranged a gathering time and dispersed on the spot.

    Song Ran chose the angle, recorded a simple reporting video, and then walked forward with the flow of traffic.  The streets were crowded with people with their families and families. Song Ran observed along the way that there were few good cars and few well-dressed people.

    It¡¯s been almost two months since the war started.  50% of the country's land area is in flames of war, and everyone who can leave has left. The only people fleeing now are ordinary people who have no retreat and no home.

    However, she soon discovered that most of the people here could not get out - most of them did not have the documents to enter neighboring countries.  They just feel that the country behind them is no longer safe, so they can only keep moving forward and forward, squeezing out a small shelter and seeking a glimmer of hope of escape.

    Song Ran stopped when he saw someone suspected of bargaining for the third time.

    A middle-aged man from Dongguo was holding something like a visa application form and communicating with a young man wearing glasses.  Behind the young man is a beautiful young woman with a baby in her arms, and two more standing at her feet.  The child's eyes are big and the eyelashes are very long.

    The two men argued for a long time but could not reach an agreement.  The middle-aged man raised his hand and turned away.  The young man looked desperate and held his head helplessly.

    Song Ran met his eyes and intuitively felt that he might speak English, so she asked him what happened.

    The young husband shrugged and said, "He can get us out, but it will cost $50,000 per person. Our familybarrier.  Inside, a man was hunched over his homework.  It was too far away to see clearly. Song Ran immediately used the camera to adjust the focus to enlarge the picture. Just one glance at his shoulders and the back of his head made her heart soften.

    She knew it was him.

    Inside the explosion-proof wall, a child was sitting in a child seat with a bomb strapped to his body. The child looked up and howled, his eyes and nose tangled together.  His parents stood by and secretly wiped away tears.

    No one can approach the sandbag barrier within a ten-meter radius.  Several peacekeepers armed with rifles were vigilantly sizing up the surrounding environment; there were four or five anti-aircraft machine gun and heavy machine gun positions on both sides of the road to prevent air strikes and assaults; and there were also several lurking snipers on the high buildings on both sides.  To prevent enemy snipers.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mb way out, beware of possible enemies around.

    At this moment, a whistle suddenly came from the sandbag wall, playing the tune of "Castle in the Sky", melodiously, and the child's cry soon disappeared.  The little guy stared with big black grape eyes, curiously looking at the young soldier who was dismantling his bomb.

    Song Ran showed his press card and knew Benjamin, so he entered the blockade easily.

    Benjamin was quite happy to see an acquaintance and asked: "Did you come yesterday?"

    Song Ran was surprised: "How do you know?"

    Benjamin pretended to smile mysteriously: "Because I feel your breath."

    Song Ran: ""

    She saw that his eyes were red and asked, "Did you not sleep all night?"

    ¡°There are too many bombs.¡± Benjamin said and cursed, ¡°Those sons of bitches.¡±

    Song Ran turned to look at the middle of the road, which was blocked by sandbags. From time to time, he could see two or three undulating heads, which were the couple and Li Zan.

    She pointed and asked, "Can I go over and have a look?"

    Benjamin said: "You can go through it if you are not afraid of death. But it is best not to." He looked at his watch and said: "There is no time."

    Song Ran frowned: "What if it's time?"

    "We can only give up. We are not God and cannot save everyone." Benjamin said, and suddenly shouted to the other end, "Lee, are you ok?" (Are you okay?)

    Li Zan ignored him, but the child started crying again.

    Benjamin stared at Song Ran and spread his hands: "Does my voice sound like a devil? Why is the child crying again?"

    Song Ran: ""

    Benjamin shouted again: "You need to give up?" (Do you need to give up?)

    This time, a hand stretched out from the pile of sandbags, with the palm facing downwards, swinging the palm horizontally twice, indicating the capital no.

    Benjamin: "i bet you're gonna die!" (I bet you're gonna die.)

    So, that hand showed a middle finger.

    Song Ran: ""

    She suddenly couldn't hold it back, touched her nose and smiled.

    Benjamin turned back to Song Ran with a smile, shook his head and said helplessly: "Hey, this annoying guy." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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