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Chapter 429: Random and Eggless

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    Marcelo and the three people standing on the hillside looked at the scene where the victims of Ruger Town grabbed the local officials and beat them wildly. They were all stunned. The local victims were not very gentle. Why did they suddenly attack them like hungry wolves?  Officials who are usually respectful and respectful take action, and they do so with deadly force.

    Yes, it¡¯s a dead hand, because the three of them watched helplessly as the middle-aged man who took action first saw that the local official was in the hands of the middle-aged man who had not broken the bag, and was at the mercy of others. Obviously, he could not die anymore.

    But even so, the victims did not let go. They kept throwing stones, feet, fists and even saliva at the official's body.

    Other officials were not much better, several were beaten to death, and those who managed to escape were also covered in blood, howling in fear and trying to find a safe place.

    "It wasn't just that the officials who were being chased thought that Marcelo and others had foreign backgrounds to protect them, or they accidentally spread the news. There were actually three or four local officials who were being chased running towards their small hill.

    In this way, no matter how confused Marcelo and others were, they knew that this was not the time to be in a daze. However, at this critical moment, they did not know that the victim suddenly shouted: "Those foreigners have dollars and food on them, so grab them."  It fills the stomach.¡±

    As soon as these words came out, the surrounding victims were shocked, as if a spell had been cast on them, and the eyes of Marcelo and others began to glow green.

    Even the porters who were hired by them to help carry the equipment up the mountain began to look at them unkindly.

    Marcelo is indeed an experienced reporter. Seeing this situation, he ran away without even saying hello. Merclain, a young man, was not slow to react. He rolled and climbed down the mountain before the porters could move.

    Only Mendinger, who was unable to get up or down, moved slowly and was pushed to the ground by two porters like hungry wolves. Just as Mendinger was about to call for help, the porters riding on him grabbed the fresh cow dung next to him.  He stuffed it into Mendingale's mouth and almost choked the British gentleman to death.

    When Mendinger finally spit out the cow dung in his mouth, he was overwhelmed by the rushing Ruger Town disaster victims, so that he was slapped unconscious without even shouting a word, and then nothing  Then

    Marcelo and Merklein, who fled down the mountain, were so frightened when they saw the scene on the top of the mountain that their companion was rushed by the crowd. When they saw it, Mendinger had become a naked corpse.

    The victims cheered while holding Mendinger¡¯s clothes and other belongings.

    Marcelo and Merkel still dared to stay. Their lives were at stake at this moment, so they let the Chinese side escape without even thinking. In their view, the town of Ruger, which had become a mess, was simply hell. On the contrary,  The side of China that they have repeatedly slandered and slandered is actually a paradise that people yearn for.

    I have to say this is a huge irony.

    But at this moment, Marcelo and Merklein¡¯s instincts dominate their brains. What¡¯s sarcastic, what¡¯s a slap in the face, are their own lives important?

    As a result, before they could get closer, the garrison on the Chinese side had already entered the already established defense line with live ammunition. Then a baby-faced officer held up a loudspeaker and warned in broken English: "This is China, please don't act arbitrarily."  Cross the border or face the consequences.¡±

    Although the Chinese officer¡¯s English was very substandard and smelled like corn stubble from the Northeast, Marcelo and Merklein still understood it.

    The experienced Marcelo quickly took out his journalist badge and held it to his chest, shouting loudly in English: "I am Matthew Marcelo, a reporter from the French Agence France-Presse. My life has been threatened. I hope  Can you open the border and let me take refuge?"

    ¡°I am Merklein, a reporter from the Deutsche Presse-Agentur News Agency¡± Merkelin also said the same thing in English.

    The baby-faced officer frowned when he heard this, and immediately looked at Zheng Quanli, who was watching all this with his hands behind his back not far away.

    Zheng Quanli looked back at the officer: "What did they say?"

    The baby-faced officer scratched his head in confusion and smiled awkwardly: "I can't understand it either. Even the bird song just now was forced to memorize by the battalion commander before the rotation."

    "Oh~~" Zheng Quanli nodded suddenly, and then said lightly: "Just do what your battalion commander told you before."

    After saying that, he turned back to Yun-6 and continued to direct the distribution of relief supplies.

    And the baby-faced officer immediately raised his loudspeaker and shouted again: "This is China, please don't trespass on the border, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

    Marcelo and Merclain almost vomited blood on the spot, and quickly explained again, but this time they were not limited to English, they could speak French, German, Spanish, Italian, Latin and even Russian.Everything they could think of was said over and over again, which was a demonstration of their profound talents and knowledge.

    But the most coincidental thing is that there is no Chinese.

    The baby-faced officer who only memorized an English sentence by rote knew what the meaning of such a bunch of bird songs was, so he repeated it again with a loudspeaker without even thinking: "This is China, please do not trespass on the border, otherwise you will bear the consequences."  .¡±

    As soon as he finished speaking, the Chinese soldiers who were just preparing immediately pulled the bolt of their guns, loaded the bullets, and were fully prepared to shoot.

    Hearing the obvious sound of gun bolts being pulled, Marcelo and Merkle knew that it was absolutely impossible for them to avoid entering China. At this moment, gunfire broke out in the town of Ruger, and the local garrison began to dispatch to quell the unrest of the victims.  .

    Marcelo and Merklein finally breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, turned their heads dejectedly, and retreated lonely towards Ruger Town.

    "Click!"

    What Marcelo and Merklein didn't know was that just as they were reluctantly walking towards Ruger Town, on the Chinese side, there was a man wearing black-rimmed glasses, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and a very stylish outfit.  A middle-aged man in an ill-fitting green military uniform raised his camera to record the lonely return of Marcelo and Merklein.

    Then he quickly adjusted the lens to record the town of Ruger, which was already filled with smoke and fire, one by one on the film.

    Zheng Quanli was directing the distribution of supplies next to Yun 6 when he suddenly heard loud gunshots in the town opposite. He quickly put the garrison on alert and searched around. Only then did he realize that Bai Limin, who came with him, and a reporter from Bai University actually ran to  The defense front was gone, and he hurried over and pulled back this big reporter from an authoritative media: "It's so chaotic over there, aren't you afraid of grenades hitting you?"

    Bai Limin held up his glasses and smiled, and raised the camera in his hand towards Zheng Quanli. Just like a victorious soldier who blew up the enemy's bunker, he said proudly: "Caught such good news material, even if it's worth the peanuts, it's worth it."  Oh, you don¡¯t know that the overseas media have been too arrogant recently. When I send out all these news materials, we will see if they still have the nerve to beep."

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