Chapter 5242
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The back exchange of fire is still going on. Listening to the sound of bullets, we can see that one side has put on an anti-aircraft machine gun. The bullets are thicker than the fingers. If you are unlucky, you will get one. Where you hit, you will get a big blood hole in the sea bowl. If you are saved, you will be disabled.
No one dares to face the high-altitude machine gun, and Xia Jinyuan is no exception.
Spread out the map of the city, turn on the micro flashlight in Xia Jinyuan, and shine a very thin light on the map. Reporter Chen saw that the other side's long hands were like pianist's hands, and even their movements were like playing the piano.
"Major, we are here now, Surya Avenue. Now it's the location of the night scene and the most concentrated place of the exchange of fire. From here to here, we are surrounded by the rebels. We have a group of ten people. The goal is too big. It's hard to break through."
He can speak fluent English with a low voice, which is a bit like the water dripping from the eaves of the temple after the rain. It is extremely sweet and has the power to wear stones.
Through the side face, reporter Chen judged that the other side was a very young soldier, a soldier from China.
Chinese soldiers show up at night Chen's eyes, which had been locked, flickered slightly, and he was close to his colleagues. "It's Chinese soldiers who are speaking. They appear in the night. Find a way to see what they look like, draw pictures of them and send them back to the bay sea. "
Reporter Chen is the biggest reporter of three Bay Sea reporters. The other two male reporters say they are journalists. One is actually responsible for carrying equipment and the other is responsible for photo tracking.
Male colleagues in charge of photo tracking can draw a good pencil, especially good at figure head, and can draw each other's appearance more than eight points with a common pencil.
The male colleague who understood Chen's words nodded and answered softly, "I just counted them. They should have six or seven people. We can draw three or four. If Chinese soldiers come to the night and return to China, it will definitely cause a storm and damage their image. "
"Well, you take the chance, and I'll cooperate with you." Reporter Chen spoke softly, her voice was full of intense excitement. She had not found a handle that would damage the image of Chinese peacekeepers for most of the month. This time, the handle was sent directly to her hand. Would she miss it.
Another male colleague in charge of carrying equipment said sadly: "if our camera is still there, it's more persuasive. It has always been said that the Chinese troops are strict in running the army, but now it seems that it is just so. "
"Oh, do you really believe what they said? If they don't put gold on their faces, who will pay attention to them who are lagging behind everywhere? " Reporter Chen sneered and stared at the scorn in the eyes of Chinese soldiers. "It's just modeling and making samples. Only their own people think their soldiers are very good and powerful."
"Keep a good eye on them and write down every word they say." The fluent English in the front corner didn't stop, among which there were some professional terms that she couldn't understand. Reporter Chen sneered contemptuously. "I didn't expect that this Chinese soldier could speak English. It seems that he was trained very well."
Looking around, reporter Chen tried to look for the figure that had just come out and suddenly scared her. She failed to find a circle. She took back her eyes and continued to focus on Xia Jinyuan, who spoke with British soldiers. "No other Chinese soldiers appeared, it seems that only he can speak English. A country that is backward in education and has no quality should not be expected to be strong. "
"Ah Zhen makes a lot of sense." Male colleagues agreed and deeply agreed.
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The back exchange of fire is still going on. Listening to the sound of bullets, we can see that one side has put on an anti-aircraft machine gun. The bullets are thicker than the fingers. If you are unlucky, you will get one. Where you hit, you will get a big blood hole in the sea bowl. If you are saved, you will be disabled.
No one dares to face the high-altitude machine gun, and Xia Jinyuan is no exception.
Spread out the map of the city, turn on the micro flashlight in Xia Jinyuan, and shine a very thin light on the map. Reporter Chen saw that the other side's long hands were like pianist's hands, and even their movements were like playing the piano.
"Major, we are here now, Surya Avenue. Now it's the location of the night scene and the most concentrated place of the exchange of fire. From here to here, we are surrounded by the rebels. We have a group of ten people. The goal is too big. It's hard to break through."
He can speak fluent English with a low voice, which is a bit like the water dripping from the eaves of the temple after the rain. It is extremely sweet and has the power to wear stones.
Through the side face, reporter Chen judged that the other side was a very young soldier, a soldier from China.
Chinese soldiers show up at night Chen's eyes, which had been locked, flickered slightly, and he was close to his colleagues. "It's Chinese soldiers who are speaking. They appear in the night. Find a way to see what they look like, draw pictures of them and send them back to the bay sea. "
Reporter Chen is the biggest reporter of three Bay Sea reporters. The other two male reporters say they are journalists. One is actually responsible for carrying equipment and the other is responsible for photo tracking.
Male colleagues in charge of photo tracking can draw a good pencil, especially good at figure head, and can draw each other's appearance more than eight points with a common pencil.
The male colleague who understood Chen's words nodded and answered softly, "I just counted them. They should have six or seven people. We can draw three or four. If Chinese soldiers come to the night and return to China, it will definitely cause a storm and damage their image. "
"Well, you take the chance, and I'll cooperate with you." Reporter Chen spoke softly, her voice was full of intense excitement. She had not found a handle that would damage the image of Chinese peacekeepers for most of the month. This time, the handle was sent directly to her hand. Would she miss it.
Another male colleague in charge of carrying equipment said sadly: "if our camera is still there, it's more persuasive. It has always been said that the Chinese troops are strict in running the army, but now it seems that it is just so. "
"Oh, do you really believe what they said? If they don't put gold on their faces, who will pay attention to them who are lagging behind everywhere? " Reporter Chen sneered and stared at the scorn in the eyes of Chinese soldiers. "It's just modeling and making samples. Only their own people think their soldiers are very good and powerful."
"Keep a good eye on them and write down every word they say." The fluent English in the front corner didn't stop, among which there were some professional terms that she couldn't understand. Reporter Chen sneered contemptuously. "I didn't expect that this Chinese soldier could speak English. It seems that he was trained very well."
Looking around, reporter Chen tried to look for the figure that had just come out and suddenly scared her. She failed to find a circle. She took back her eyes and continued to focus on Xia Jinyuan, who spoke with British soldiers. "No other Chinese soldiers appeared, it seems that only he can speak English. A country that is backward in education and has no quality should not be expected to be strong. "
"Ah Zhen makes a lot of sense." Male colleagues agreed and deeply agreed.
The back exchange of fire is still going on. Listening to the sound of bullets, we can see that one side has put on an anti-aircraft machine gun. The bullets are thicker than the fingers. If you are unlucky, you will get one. Where you hit, you will get a big blood hole in the sea bowl. If you are saved, you will be disabled. No one dares to face the high-altitude machine gun, and Xia Jinyuan is no exception. Spread out the map of the city, turn on the micro flashlight in Xia Jinyuan, and shine a very thin light on the map. Reporter Chen saw that the other side's long hands were like pianist's hands, and even their movements were like playing the piano. "Major, we are here now, Surya Avenue. Now it's the location of the night scene and the most concentrated place of the exchange of fire. From here to here, we are surrounded by the rebels. We have a group of ten people. The goal is too big. It's hard to break through." He can speak fluent English with a low voice, which is a bit like the water dripping from the eaves of the temple after the rain. It is extremely sweet and has the power to wear stones. Through the side face, reporter Chen judged that the other side was a very young soldier, a soldier from China. Chinese soldiers show up at night Chen's eyes, which had been locked, flickered slightly, and he was close to his colleagues. "It's Chinese soldiers who are speaking. They appear in the night. Find a way to see what they look like, draw pictures of them and send them back to the bay sea. " Reporter Chen is the biggest reporter of three Bay Sea reporters. The other two male reporters say they are journalists. One is actually responsible for carrying equipment and the other is responsible for photo tracking. Male colleagues in charge of photo tracking can draw a good pencil, especially good at figure head, and can draw each other's appearance more than eight points with a common pencil. The male colleague who understood Chen's words nodded and answered softly, "I just counted them. They should have six or seven people. We can draw three or four. If Chinese soldiers come to the night and return to China, it will definitely cause a storm and damage their image. " "Well, you take the chance, and I'll cooperate with you." Reporter Chen spoke softly, her voice was full of intense excitement. She had not found a handle that would damage the image of Chinese peacekeepers for most of the month. This time, the handle was sent directly to her hand. Would she miss it. Another male colleague in charge of carrying equipment said sadly: "if our camera is still there, it's more persuasive. It has always been said that the Chinese troops are strict in running the army, but now it seems that it is just so. " "Oh, do you really believe what they said? If they don't put gold on their faces, who will pay attention to them who are lagging behind everywhere? " Reporter Chen sneered and stared at the scorn in the eyes of Chinese soldiers. "It's just modeling and making samples. Only their own people think their soldiers are very good and powerful." "Keep a good eye on them and write down every word they say." The fluent English in the front corner didn't stop, among which there were some professional terms that she couldn't understand. Reporter Chen sneered contemptuously. "I didn't expect that this Chinese soldier could speak English. It seems that he was trained very well." Looking around, reporter Chen tried to look for the figure that had just come out and suddenly scared her. She failed to find a circle. She took back her eyes and continued to focus on Xia Jinyuan, who spoke with British soldiers. "No other Chinese soldiers appeared, it seems that only he can speak English. A country that is backward in education and has no quality should not be expected to be strong. " "Ah Zhen makes a lot of sense." Male colleagues agreed and deeply agreed.
