The few people who saw this scene were wet.

\tIn the war, the reporter's cameras are mostly aimed at children and women, because children are innocent and women are weak.

\t Especially children.

\tClick, the flash light lit up, and Gesang turned his head in an instant, and her face seemed to be a thunderstorm from a valley. Her little nose suddenly wrinkled. She squatted down and picked up something and threw it at Sholk. Sholk stood far away and was not thrown.

\tThis time, Sholk did not continue to take pictures, but took them after taking this photo.

\t"Come on, give you this." Gu Miqing hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down, and handed a doll to Gesang. Gesang looked at it and seemed to be stunned. He just watched it blankly without moving.

\t"Hold it." Gu Miqing picked up her little hand and was about to put the doll in her palm, but her little hand suddenly shrank back and secretly wiped it on her skirt, as if she was afraid that her hands would dirty the doll.

\tThis is just a very ordinary doll. Gu Miqing arranged for someone to go to a supermarket to buy it for ten yuan per person. But in Gesang's opinion, this is the most beautiful doll in the world.

\t "Give it to me?" Gesang tilted his head, staring at the doll tightly, telling everyone how much she liked and wanted to get the doll, but she calmed down and took a step back to look at Gu Miqing: "Do you want to shoot too?"

\tSpeak, she pointed at Sholk, her eyes full of disgust.

\tSholk, not far away, turned around and walked away to find other points to take. Today's photo is the last photo taken by Scholke for Gesang.

\tFrom her in her parents' arms, she still smiled happily even in the face of artillery fire, to every heart-wrenching moment when she witnessed her relatives dying one by one, and now, she is standing alone in the grave and smiling in the darkness.

\tThis set of photos has recorded the devastating blows a common family suffered in the war.

\t "You are a demon! Demon!" Gesang's hatred came from behind, and Shork's nose suffocated and tears fell. This was probably the most helpless moment for a war reporter. It is said that journalists are the uncrowned king, but they can't do anything to face thousands of Gesangs. Although Gesang's story was taken, it would easily shock everyone once it was released, so that they could all pay attention to this place where war was in full swing.

\tBut, will the war stop?

\tIf the war cannot stop because of the reporter's camera, then where is the value of the Sholks?

\t "Why do you want to take a black man? It would be better if you find a white child to take a photo." At that time, when the first photo was handed to the magazine, the editor-in-chief said. In modern warfare, most of the photos of children who can arouse sympathy were white. This kind of racial discrimination actually exists in the hearts of many people.

\t It's like you think of the princess, who has blond hair and white skin, who think of the prince, who is elegant and elegant. When you think of the bandits, people are more willing to believe that the bandits are called Gouzi and Mazi, and they are not willing to believe that his name is Yizhi.

\tWhite children receive much more sympathy than black children.

\tShork didn't say anything, but continued to follow Gesang's story and spent money to ask people around her to provide information at any time. Unfortunately, although every information was timely, everything was taken was a tragedy. At first, Gesang would throw himself into Shork's arms and cry. Gradually, Gesang became more and more hatred of Shork.

Sholk turned his head and walked not far, but the fog was too heavy. Although he only had more than twenty steps, he couldn't see Gesang clearly. He took out a wrinkled photo from his pocket. The photo showed Gesang's family dancing around a pot of potatoes in a dilapidated building.

\t "Why do you hate Sholk so much?" Gu Miqing asked, stuffing the doll into Gesang's arms.

\t "Because as long as he shoots, I will have relatives leaving me, he is a demon." Gesang lowered his head, his black skin seemed to sink into a dark place.

\t Xiao Gesang didn't know why there was a war or why his relatives were killed one by one. From the time he was born, he was accompanied by the sound of bullets. Every time he was afraid, his mother would sing to her, and accompany the sound of bullets, he composed a rap with the same rhythm as the sound of bullets.

\tGradually, Xiao Gesang was not afraid of gunfire, because when the gunfire was, his mother sang rap was so nice.

\tBut until Sholk came, everything was different.

\tShe is so young that she cannot fully understand the responsibilities of the reporter. She simply linked the two photos of Shork when her relatives die, which created the most direct hatred.

\tShe didn't even dare to hate the government forces and black organizations that had guns, she only dared to hate Sholk.

\t"Give it." Sholk walked over quickly, handed the photo to Gesang, reached out and touched her head, but Gesang turned his head aside and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

\t Then, he glanced at Yan Jiucheng: "Let's go, it's thick fog now, it's enough to cover it, go to the mine eye to find a detective."

\tGu Miqing hesitated for a moment. She was a little worried that it would be unsafe to leave Gesang alone here. She was only five years old. How could it be reassuring to stay in a place full of corpses? But when she stood up and looked around, within a range of more than ten meters, many children ran around, some took off shoes and clothes from people to death, and some came to worship with their relatives.

\t "There are too many refugees who can't sympathize with me." Sholk glanced at Gesang: "She doesn't want to live with me in the press station, she hates reporters."

\tThe reporters often come because the war in this area becomes more intense and fierce, and the more deaths it will accompany. In the news, this is just a short description: this morning, the three governments broke out again in skirmishes, and the x side strongly condemned the c side for attacking civilian areas.

\tBehind this sentence are the separation of life and death of many families, and the sadness of many little Gesang.

\t "Would you like to go to the reporter's station with your sister?" Gu Miqing asked softly, and she blinked: "Sister still has a lot of candy."

\tGesan hesitated for a moment and swallowed.

\t"There are cartoons." Gu Miqing continued to tempt.

\tGesan tilted his head, looking confused: "What is an animation? Is it delicious?"

\tGu Miqing tried hard to suppress her feelings and looked at Yan Jiucheng. Yan Jiucheng followed Shork's pace. The thick fog would soon dissipate. It was time to act.

\t "When it's dawn, I'll send you back to your uncle and aunt. Now follow this uncle to go to the press station, have breakfast and take a shower. It's too dangerous for you to stay here alone, and there may be a small-scale conflict today." Gu Miqing stopped talking. She pulled out a monitor from her sleeve and pasted it on Gesang's body, and glanced at Lao Dian.

\t Lao Dan nodded and picked up Gesang.

\t"Speed ​​up."

\t"OK."

\tGu Miqing ran and followed Yan Jiucheng, keeping her hand in the position of the pistol. She knew that there would be a tough battle in a while. Xuan Lin followed behind and carried the computer bag on his chest.

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\tThe ore eye is in the easternmost part of Area C. To reach the ore eye, you need to pass through the territory of two black organizations. The territory of the black organizations is not difficult. Following Sholk is the best way: he has already established some relationships. Although the relationship is very superficial, at least it will not kill him with one shot.

\t "These two black organizations have very bad methods, you wear this." Sholk took out three eagle-shaped chests from his mouth and handed them to Yan Jiuzheng and several others: "Wear this, at least their subordinates will not break you, but the premise is not to do anything that makes them unhappy."

\tYan Jiuzheng wore it on her body.

\t "Also, women, don't go down the underground passage, just wait for us on the ground." Sholk glanced at Gu Miqing.

\t "Women can't enter?"

\t "Yes, both nations believe that women will bring bad luck."

This sentence suddenly interrupted Gu Miqing's plan. Her hand touched the gun handle, feeling a little panicked.

"You and Xuan Lin are waiting for me in the car, don't run around." Yan Jiucheng stretched out his hand and patted her on the back, with a calm tone: "Don't worry."

How can Gu Miqing feel at ease? You should know that today their task is to understand Area C. To understand Area C means not only to walk around the underground passage, but also to remember the faces of everyone here in mind, in case there are spies here and prepare for the rescue of scientists; most importantly, the two black organizations in Area C must be understood.

This means that not only to enter the underground passage, but also to insert the monitor into the center of the two organizations and their heads.

Without Gu Miqing's protection, entering the tiger's den alone is equivalent to suicide.

"There is a gap in Area C, we can shoot there." Sholk shook his head depressedly: "Although people entering and exiting the mine entrance can be directly photographed, these people are covered with faces. I have taken several shots, but I haven't photographed anything. I don't know who is."

As he said that, Sholk spat and lowered his voice: "If the war here has nothing to do with those big countries, he will see a ghost! He was shouting human rights all over the world and calling for this area to be like this. On the other hand, he secretly gave support to weapons. I can't take pictures of the weapons support. The transactions and transactions of this mine should be able to capture key figures. I must take pictures of the hypocrisy of this group of people!"

Yan Jiuzheng looked at Shork with admiration.

He knew deeply how much risk a reporter would take to come and shoot these.

"A long time ago, there was a man named Cao Cao in our country. He wrote a poem, which reads: "White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing thousands of miles away. One hundred people is left alone, and the thoughts are broken. It means that people who are in war are sad."

"Then he is a good person, and the one who suffers the most in the war is the surname Old Bai."

"But he launched a massacre, and more than once." Yan Jiucheng smiled.

Shork also smiled: "Isn't that the same as those big countries? Intervene in other countries and keeps the war here from extinguishing, but shouts about world peace."

"I want to take a photo of the black organization. I'll go to the underground passage for a while. Is the eagle you gave me reliable?"

\t   Sholk stretched out three fingers: "First, shooting is OK, but you can only shoot the main road. When you arrive at the underground passage, you must turn off the camera, otherwise you will die; second, interviewing is OK, but you can only interview the small Luo Luo on the ground. When you arrive at the underground passage, you are not allowed to interview; third, you are told to get out, get out immediately."

\t   As he said that, Sholk pointed to Yan Jiucheng's camera: "Stay this in the car, by the way, don't go into their room. They also held reporters from two countries hostages a few days ago and cut their throats. It's not because they wanted ransom, but because these two reporters used telephoto lenses to secretly take pictures of them, and their heads were hanging there."

Yan Jiucheng looked at Shork's hand and saw two heads hanging from the telephone pole. He couldn't see clearly, but it was extremely terrifying.

"No one dares to report this matter. Whoever reports it will cause death."

"What if I leave here and report it? This is a big deal." Xuan Lin asked.

"Whoever reports on this person, the reporters from the same country will die in the future." Sholk shook his head: "So, our reporters know this. You can't say a word after you go out. You can't harm your juniors."

While talking, the car drove to an intersection.

"Here, get off."

"Xiaolin, you go and Xiaork to pat the mine eye. I'll go downstairs to find materials. Xiaoqing, you...you wait in the car." Yan Jiucheng took the gun from Gu Miqing's hand, and saw Gu Miqing's face was worried, and smiled: "Don't worry."

"Are you looking for death? Put the gun in the car, you can't bring a gun when you go to the underground passage." Sholk looked serious: "Remember, cameras and guns cannot be used, you can't enter their room, don't make anyone unhappy. Many people are not up now. If they disturb them, they tell you to get out, you must immediately get out quickly. Otherwise..."

He pointed to his head in the distance, hung it, and the wind blew over, floating.

"Okay." Yan Jiucheng nodded: "I'll go in and take a walk around and write a plain text manuscript for the leader to submit a job."

As he said that, he blinked at Xuan Lin.

Today's mission: sneak into the room of the two major black organization bosses, install monitors, and install monitors in key locations in the entire C area. In addition, seize several sets of black organization clothes.

No matter which one is, I will keep my life in my hands.

[The exciting part of the fourth volume is about to begin. Everyone in the early stage will complete the plot of the fourth volume in the next dozen chapters like a net. Each volume has only thirty or forty chapters. Although I update it slowly, it is not a single chapter. You must know that someone has taken my third volume and copied it into a long article of millions of words...shameless.]
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