Iraqi Basrasudan Palace Hotel.

"Bang!"

"Your name, profession..."

Charlie Hanks, who was smashed to the ground by a gun, curled up on the carpet with horror and confusion, looking at four masked militants with live ammunition, asking questions in the desert rich man's words.

He heard that the simple desert rich man's words were fine. Now his Iraqi translator had been knocked over to the ground, and he began to beg for mercy in his mouth.

"Charlie Hanks, reporter, reporter of Newsweek..."

"Bang!"

"Woo...ah...ahah..."

Charlie was kicked hard in the abdomen by the other party. The severe pain and the feeling of turbulence in his stomach made him sweat in pain. However, as a war correspondent, he knew that he had encountered an Iraqi terrorist. He gritted his teeth and endured it, and did not dare to scream.

“It’s not our goal…”

"Kill?"

"Take it away first..."

Charlie listened to the conversation between the militants, and his expression became increasingly ugly. At this moment, the door was pushed open suddenly. He looked up carefully at the door and found that two other militants were walking in.

"We've found the target, we'll leave right away."

"Where are them?"

"Kill!"

When Charlie heard this, his face changed drastically and shouted hurriedly: "I am a reporter from the American Newsweek. Our newspaper can pay the ransom to save me..."

Bang!

Another kick was kicked in the mouth of his mouth, accompanied by a fierce curse. Charlie opened his eyes wide and looked at the gun that had already pointed at him. While waiting for death to come, another man reached out and pressed down the gun.

"Take it all away! Hurry up, move faster!"

"stand up!"

Charlie was grabbed by his hair and stood up with difficulty. A black hood was worn on his head, and then he quickly walked out of the guest room with a pressing pressure...

He was stuffed into the truck, listening to the other person's conversation and the screams of another person beside him, Charlie curled up and did not dare to make any sound. He didn't know how long he had been driving. The car stopped and the door was opened. He was also pulled out of the car, turned left and right for a while, and then kicked down. The hood on his head was taken off. There was no light, and a small dark room.

Los Angeles.

In the bedroom under the dim light, the shadows on the wall were elongated and deformed a little, but Ivana Zhema Yangbian's figure could still be clearly identified.

Andy pillowed on one arm with a comfortable face, and the other hand was extremely skillful in carrying the ball, playing various tricks, which was dazzling. As for Ivana, she had almost no way to be distracted, and could only control her galloping wholeheartedly...

Buzz

Andy frowned slightly, and his arm resting on the back of his head spread out. He reached out to take the phone on the inventor's head table and looked at the electric meter.

"Continue, don't make a sound, I'll answer the phone..."

Ivana's pretty face was already covered with fragrance, her beautiful eyes were full of confusion, she reached out to cover her mouth with great obedience, and continued...

"Hey, it's me, you said..."

"What? When did it happen?"

The beautiful Ivana saw that her man's expression became very ugly. She knew that something was wrong, so she waited quietly, not wanting to distract him.

"call"

Andy had a solemn expression and a low voice, saying: "BS's reporter was also kidnapped? Are there any organizations or individuals who expressed responsibility for this incident?" ...

"Immediately issue a statement. Our newspaper will do our best to get our employees released. Before the incident is unclear, I hope that people or institutions will not publish the personal details of the kidnapped person! Contact the Iraqi side and contact the local government and say that we are willing to negotiate with the other party. Yes, now right now!"

Andy hung up the phone, frowned into the character Sichuan, and the reporter from his own newspaper finally won the grand prize.

He knows better than anyone else that reporters often risk their lives to report the real news in the world. At present, Iraq is the most dangerous place in the world.

Since the United States launched the Iraq War in 2003, 208 journalists have died in Iraq, and 65 journalists died in Iraq in 2007 alone. Among the journalists who died were mainly killed by Iraqi militants.

This is why Andy asked his newspaper management to hint that his war correspondents could tell the militants after being kidnapped or arrested that the newspaper was willing to pay the ransom to save them, and at least they could live temporarily, ensure their safety, and give the outside world time and space to prepare a rescue plan.

"Dear, my dear, what happened?"

Andy was brought back to reality by Ivana's question. Seeing the pink beautiful yan's face was full of worry, and remembered the chain reaction caused by looking at the house during the day. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. Damn, it's really a disaster.

"Nothing! Let you eat your fill first!"

Andy turned passive to active and turned on the animal mode, causing Ivana to echo over the bedroom, singing happily unscrupulously.

"call"

Andy breathed a long sigh and covered Ivana who was lying on the creep. He got off the creep, picked up his nightgown and put it on. Without washing the sweat and other things on his body, he walked out of the bedroom full of truffle smell with his cell phone.

"Joseph, it's me. We have a reporter in Iraq who was kidnapped by unknown militants. At the Sudan Palace Hotel in Basra, his name is Charlie Hanks. You contact our people and ask them to find the US troops stationed in the local area to intervene secretly, find information from the black market, first determine whether the person is still alive, and also find an agent to ask the other party's conditions.

If you can determine the other party's position, if you can, you will save the person. If the rescue is too difficult, you can redeem it. However, you still have to find these messes for me... I want them to know that my people are not so easy to kidnap, and my money is not so easy to earn!”

Andy said viciously with a gloomy face and a slightly ferocious expression. When he heard Joseph's straightforward answer from the phone, his mood became more stable.

At this moment, a warm embrace was pasted on his back. Andy hung up his phone and turned around and said softly: "Why are you getting up?"

Turning around, he reached out to bring his pretty blushing yan. The feeling between his eyebrows was still not retreating, and Ivana hugged her arms, gently stroked her back, and kissed her sweaty forehead.

Ivana's twin tui was a little rude, wrapped her arms around Andy's neck, and comforted her with some concern: "It will be resolved smoothly. Since there were no casualties on the spot, there would be great hope of saving them."

"Well! Starting tomorrow, two more bodyguards around you will be added. I will transfer someone from Montana!" Andy tightened his delicate body, narrowed his eyes slightly, and arranged it with unquestionable tone.

Ivana knew that her boyfriend lacked security, and she also heard the persistence in her tone, so she naturally would not flirt with her boyfriend's nervousness. She nodded slightly and said softly.

Andy bent down, picked up Ivana, walked into the bathroom, and began to put water into the bathtub.

"These battlefield reporters are risking their lives working for the newspaper. In any case, I, the boss, will do my best to make them return safely..."

Meanwhile, New York.

Jon Micham was interviewed by the TV station overnight, announced the kidnap of the reporter to the outside world, and issued a statement, hoping that the militants would not hurt their employees and hoped that they could contact the other party.

The rescue attitude is very positive, which makes BS TV, which also has a reporter kidnapped, a little embarrassed and passive.

After all, the boss of BS TV station, Viacom, should have fallen asleep. He called at 10 pm. Tsk, OK, I still have to ask.

To be honest, this matter has left the big boss Lei Shidong, and BS TV really can't come up with a good solution, because the relationship between BS and the US military can be said to be extremely bad.

Their reporter was kidnapped and wanted the US military in Iraq to help rescue him. It was impossible to think about it. Maybe the US military would even open champagne to celebrate and then find a sofa to sit and watch the show.

As for why, haha, the "nue prisoner incident" of the US military in Iraq that has been questioned and attacked by the US military in Iraq was first reported by BS TV. It completely regarded the pressure from the US military as farts. The report caused a sensation in the world. BS has also become famous, and of course, it has completely offended the US military.

The old fox Lei Shidong, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by the phone. Although he reason told him that it was absolutely important to call him at this time, he was still a little depressed. After all, he was old and sleep was very important.

He answered the phone coldly, and when he heard his subordinates' reports, he said without even thinking about it: "According to the practice, issue a statement and put pressure on the local government and the police to find a way, that's it!"
Chapter completed!