Chapter 204: A soul flies, ride the wind

\tA gunshot.

\tThe sound is muffled.

\tA flock of birds flew up.

\t Yan Jiucheng stood behind Xuan Lin, while Gu Miqing held a gun and looked outside through the gaps in the curtains. It was only a firearm at around 5 o'clock in the morning. Such a gunshot would not bring too much fear to the people who have been living in the smoke of war for many years.

\tIt's nothing if a gunshot is gone, and it's no wonder that the dead are no longer surprised.

\tBut the gunshot made the faces of the people in the room instantly frozen.

\tDong Ming was not shot to death. After falling down, he was still twitching on the ground and breathing a sigh of relief.

\t "Where did the bullet come from?!"

\t "Is there a conflict?!"

\tThe two young reporters climbed into the abandoned building nearby and found that they were so soft that they were trembling. Not to mention taking pictures, they couldn't even lift the camera. The feats planned by the International Press Station, those ambitions, disappeared in the sound of gunfire and blood.

\tAlmost any reporter who faces the battlefield will do this. It is not that they are cowardly, but that the real battlefield is more terrifying than imagined.

On the laptop screen, a man in pink clothes fell to the ground. The camera in his hand fell to the ground. There were two reporters walking with him. When he turned around, he saw that Dong Ming was actually shot and fell to the ground. He was so scared that he hurriedly crawled on the ground and crawled towards the nearby room.

\tIt looks very cruel.

\tNo one has the ability to take care of whether the man who fell to the ground was saved, and should he help him before he died.

\tThe bullet comes, survival is an instinct.

\tThe two colleagues left in panic, leaving Dong to twitch on the ground.

\t"Switch the lens." Yan Jiucheng's eyes turned red and he issued an order.

\tI'm sorry, Dong Ming, we can't accompany you on the last journey, and we can't even look at you. Yan Jiucheng apologized silently in his heart, staring at the screen as the camera switched.

\tHis life must be replaced by a few people, which is worth it.

\t"This." Xuan Lin's eyes were red, and a man appeared on the screen.

\t "There is this." At the corner, a man was shooting, but from time to time, his eyes looked at Dong Ming.

\t"Find a sniper point." Yan Jiucheng looked at Gu Miqing: "What do you think is besides this sniper point?"

\tThe screens are constantly switching. There are many reporters who have shot this point, and many pass by Xu Wish Street. There are more people who have been shot around Xu Wish Street.

\tWhat are these people who have problems, and what are they just passing by by by chance.

\t Yan Jiucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his head trembled, and the others could only look at the screen quietly, waiting for his judgment.

\tIn my mind, from yesterday to today, any words that anyone said have emerged, and the relationships of the characters are densely populated. This time, you cannot make mistakes or miss any details.

\tThis is the information that Dong Ming exchanged for his life, and you cannot miss a slight slight slight.

\t"Switch." Yan Jiucheng pointed to the screen.

\tXuan Lin switched immediately.

\tAfter another ten seconds, Yan Jiuzheng's head trembled and said again: "Switch."

\tXuan Lin switched again.

\tA full thirty seconds passed, and in the thirty seconds when Dong Ming fell, he switched three times, and these three times seemed to have consumed all of Yan Jiujin's energy, and the sweat on his forehead drifted like the hot summer.

\tThe intense mental labor quickly consumed his physical strength, and everyone could feel his efforts.

\tGu Miqing really wanted to help, but she didn't have the ability and couldn't help. She could only take the notebook and wanted to fan him. She was afraid that the fan would affect Yan Jiucheng's performance, so she drooped her hand with the notebook.

\tXuan Lin cut the camera to Dong Ming.

\tDong Ming no longer twitched violently, but fell to the ground and moved from time to time.

\t Yan Jiucheng opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. Lao Dian quickly handed the pen over. He looked at Dong Ming on the screen, his lips trembled slightly, and said, "Brother, I found three more pieces, your life is not lost in vain."

\tAs he said, he quickly wrote the names of three people on the notebook.

\tIt's strange that after Yan Jiucheng wrote down the names of these three people, Dong Ming suddenly stopped moving, and a cold wind blew over, making a chilly.

Dong Ming's life is like this in the cool breeze, no longer suffering, and rides on the wind.

"Woo..." Gu Miqing started crying in a low voice, turning her head aside, afraid that she would cry too hard, her eyes were red and suspicious. After only two or three tears shed, she raised her head and forced herself to endure it.

Lao Diao looked at the three names on the notebook, tore off the page, pinched it in his hand, tightly, then threw it into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it into his stomach, and cursed in a low voice: "Wait for me!"

Xuan Lin looked at the screen quietly, still locking the whereabouts of others, but his hands were shaking constantly.

"They are walking back." Xuan Lin said, pointing to the screen. The three people who were discovered by Yan Jiucheng walked back one after another. He frowned and looked at Yan Jiucheng: "Are these three people in a wave, or are they each in their own formation?"

"These two are in one wave, and this one should be from the other organization." Yan Jiucheng stretched out his finger and patted Gu Miqing on the shoulder: "Stable mood, now, they are Mingpai, and our situation has a great chance of winning."

"I really want to kill them right away." Lao Dian's voice was fierce.

"No." Yan Jiuzhen looked at Lao Dian, then he walked to the door and opened the door slightly, looked outside, then closed it lowered his voice: "As long as you follow the order!"

Gu Miqing, Lao Dian, Xuan Lin immediately stood up, stood in a row, waiting for the order.

"First, the card cannot move." Yan Jiucheng gritted his teeth, and although his voice was angry, he was rational.

The purpose of pulling out the lurking people is not to kill them, but to avoid danger when they are rescued in the final rescue. If you kill them now, you will startle the snake. After all, there are probably still chess pieces that have not been pulled out.

"Yes." The three of them raised their hands and made a 'yes' gesture.

"Second, no one is allowed to go over and send Dong's life today."

After this sentence came out, no one spoke.

Gu Miqing turned his head to the side, his eyes turned red. Lao Dai reached out and rubbed his nose. Then, his fists were clenched tightly, while Xuan Lin still didn't say anything, but his expression was a little dull.

If it was in the past, it would be easy to be exposed. As a chess piece, it would be easier to cover yourself up when a cowardly war reporter, while a cowardly war reporter would not risk watching the fun.

To be on the safe side, it is safer not to go to the scene, but quietly wait at the press station to pick up everyone into the villa area.

It sounds cruel, but this is the most rational and correct choice.

"At most half an hour later, someone will drag his body away." Yan Jiucheng endured his grief, as if he told them, and as if he told him.

Then, he raised his eyes, his eyes full of sternness: "Did you hear it?"

"Yes!" The three of them raised their hands again and made a 'yes' gesture.

A gust of wind blew in, and it was chilly.

Dong Ming, who flew with a gun and returned by the wind, had a soul, and didn't know where he was, whether he was still circling in the war zone or his soul returned to his hometown.
Chapter completed!