Chapter 5242
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The exchange of gunfire continued at the back. Listening to the sound of bullets, one side had set up an anti-aircraft machine gun. The bullets of the anti-aircraft machine gun were thicker than a finger. If one was unlucky and got hit, there would be a bloody hole the size of a bowl wherever it hit. Even if one could be saved, one would still be disabled.
No one dared to face the anti-aircraft machine gun head-on, and Xia Jinyuan was no exception.
Spreading out the city map, Xia Jinyuan turned on the miniature flashlight. The extremely thin beam shone on the map. Reporter Chen saw the other party's slender hands, which were like a pianist's, slowly moving across the map. Even his movements were like playing the piano.
"Major, we are now here, Saya Avenue. This is the location of the nightclub and also the place where the exchange of gunfire is the most concentrated. From here to here, we are currently surrounded by the rebel army. There are dozens of us, and we are too big a target. It will be difficult to break out of the encirclement."
He could speak fluent English without an accent. His voice was low, a bit like water dripping from the eaves of a mountain temple after the rain. It was incomparably sweet and had the power to penetrate stone.
From the side profile, Reporter Chen judged that the other party was a very young soldier, a soldier from the Chinese side.
Chinese soldiers appeared in the nightclub … Reporter Chen's eyes flickered slightly. She moved closer to her colleague. "The one who spoke is a Chinese soldier. They appeared in the nightclub. Find a way to see their appearance clearly, draw them, and send them back to the Bay Area. "
Reporter Chen was the most senior of the three Bay Area reporters. The other two male reporters were called reporters, but one was in charge of carrying equipment, and the other was in charge of photography and tracking.
The male colleague in charge of photography and tracking could draw a good pencil drawing, especially a portrait of a person. With an ordinary pencil, he could draw more than 80% of the other party's appearance.
The male colleague, who understood the deep meaning of Reporter Chen's words, nodded and replied softly, "I just roughly counted. There should be six to seven of them. We can draw three or four of them. If the Chinese soldiers came to the nightclub, it will definitely cause a big storm back in China. Their image will be damaged. "
"Well, seize the opportunity. I will cooperate appropriately on my side." Reporter Chen spoke softly, and her voice was full of suppressed excitement. She had been watching the Chinese peacekeepers for more than half a month and had not found a trace of evidence that damaged the image of the Chinese soldiers. Now that the evidence was directly in her hands, how could she miss it?
The other male colleague in charge of carrying equipment said regretfully, "If we still had our cameras, it would be more convincing. They have always said that the Chinese troops are strict, but now it seems that they are just that. "
"Heh, do you really believe what they say? They are lagging behind everywhere. If they don't stick gold on their faces, who will pay attention to them? " Reporter Chen sneered and stared at the Chinese soldiers with contempt. "They're just putting on an act. Only their own people think that their soldiers are very good and powerful."
"Keep a close eye on them and remember every word they say." The fluent English in the front corner never stopped, and there were even some professional terms that she didn't understand. Reporter Chen sneered contemptuously, "I really didn't expect this Chinese soldier to speak English. Looks like you've trained him well."
Looking around again, Reporter Chen tried to find the person who had suddenly appeared and scared her, but she couldn't find him. She retracted her gaze and continued to stare at Xia Jinyuan, who was talking to the British soldiers. "The other Chinese soldiers didn't appear. It seems that he's the only one who can speak English. Don't expect a country with poor education and no quality to be strong. "
"What Ah Zhen said makes a lot of sense." The male colleague echoed and deeply agreed.
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