Standing on the hillside, the three Marcelo looked at the scene of the victims of Ruger Town grabbing the local officials and beating them, and they were all stunned, the local victims were not very gentle, how could they suddenly attack their usually respectful officials like hungry wolves, and they were still dead.

Yes, it was the dead hand, because the three of them watched as the local official in the hands of the middle-aged man who did it first was already at the mercy of the middle-aged man who did not break the bag, obviously he couldn't be dead.

But even so, the victims did not let go, stones, feet, fists and even saliva beckoned to the official's corpse.

The other officials were not much better, several were killed, and those who managed to escape were covered in blood, screaming in terror and trying to find a safe place.

It was not only the officials who were chased and beaten that they felt that Marcelo and others had a foreign background to protect them, but they also inadvertently spread it indiscriminately, and there were actually three or four local officials who were chased and beaten running towards their hill.

In this way, even if Marcelo and the others were confused, they knew that this was not the time to be in a daze, but at this critical juncture, they didn't know that the victim suddenly shouted: "Those foreigners have dollars and food on them, and they can fill their stomachs by grabbing them." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding victims were shocked, and all of them were like casting a spell, and the eyes of Marcelo and the others began to glow green.

Even the porters they hired to help carry the equipment up the hill began to look at them unkindly.

Marcelo is worthy of being an experienced veteran reporter, seeing this situation, he ran away without greeting the girl, and Merklene's young reaction was not slow, and before the footmen could move, he rushed down the hill even with a roll.

Only Mendinger, who was not up or down, slowed down, and was pressed to the ground like a hungry wolf by two porters, and just as Mendingale wanted to cry for help, the porter riding on him grabbed the fresh cow dung next to him and stuffed it into Mendingale's mouth, almost choking the English gentleman to death.

When Mendingale finally spit out the cow dung in his mouth, the rushing victims of Ruger overwhelmed him, so that he was slapped and stunned before he could even utter a word, and then ...... And then there is no more......

Marcelo and Mekrein, who had fled down the mountain, were so frightened by the sight of the summit that their companions were swept away by the crowd, and by the time they saw them, Mendingale had become a striped corpse.

Victims cheered with Mendingale's clothes and other items.

Marcelo and Mekline still dared to stay, at this time naturally their lives were at stake, so they didn't want to let the Chinese side run, in their opinion, the town of Ruger, which had become a mess of porridge, was simply hell, but the Chinese side that they repeatedly splashed dirty water and tried their best to slander is a paradise that people yearn for.

I have to say that this is a great irony.

But at this moment, Marcelo and Merklein instinct dominate the brain, what sarcasm, what slap in the face, does it matter to have your own life?

As a result, before they could get closer, the garrison on the Chinese side had already stationed in the already constructed defensive line with loaded guns, and then a baby-faced officer held a loudspeaker and warned in broken English: "This is China, please do not trespass on the border, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

Although the lieutenant's English was very non-standard, and there was a smell of northeastern bud rice stubble, Marcelo and Merklein still understood.

The experienced Marcelo hurriedly took out his press card and held it on his chest, and shouted loudly in English: "I am a reporter from the French AFP, Matthew Marcelo, my life is threatened, I hope you can open the border and let me go to take refuge." ”

"I'm a reporter for dpa, Mek Klein......" said the same thing in English.

The baby-faced officer frowned when he heard this, and immediately looked at Zheng Quanli, who was watching all this with his hands behind his back not far away.

Zheng Quanli looked back at the officer: "What did they say?"

The baby-faced officer scratched his head with his hand blankly and smiled awkwardly: "I don't understand it either, it's just that the bird language just now is still forced to be memorized by the former battalion commander of the rotation." ”

"Oh~~" Zheng Quanli nodded suddenly, and then said lightly: "What did your battalion commander explain before." ”

After speaking, he turned around and returned to Yun 6 and continued to direct the distribution of disaster relief materials.

And the baby-faced officer immediately raised a loudspeaker and shouted again: "This is China, please don't trespass on the border, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

Marcelo and Merklein almost vomited blood on the spot, and hurriedly explained again, but this time they were not limited to English, French, German, Spanish, Italian, Latin and even Russian, and they could say everything they could think of, which was a demonstration of their profound talents.

However, there is no Chinese.

The baby-faced officer who memorized a sentence in English by rote memorization understood what such a bunch of bird language was, so he didn't want to hold up a loudspeaker and repeat it again: "This is China, please don't trespass on the border, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Chinese soldiers, who were just prepared, immediately pulled the bolt of their guns, loaded their bullets, and prepared for all kinds of shooting.

Listening to the obvious pull of the bolt, Marcelo and Merklene knew that it was a luxury for them to enter China to avoid it, and at that moment, the town of Ruger was filled with gunfire and the local garrison began to move out to quell the unrest of the victims.

Marcelo and Mekline finally breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, turned their heads dejectedly, and retreated in the direction of Ruger Town.

"Click!"

Unbeknownst to Marcelo and Murklein, as they reluctantly walked towards the town of Ruger, on the Chinese side, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and an ill-fitting green military uniform raised his camera to record the lonely return of Marcelo and Murklein.

Then quickly adjust the lens, and record the town of Ruger, which had already begun to show smoke and fire, on the film.

Zheng Quanli was directing the distribution of supplies next to Yun 6, and suddenly heard the gunfire in the town opposite, and hurriedly asked the garrison to be on guard at the same time, looking left and right, only to find that Bai Limin, who came with him, Bai Da reporter actually ran to the front line of defense, and hurriedly went over and pulled the big reporter of an authoritative media back: "It's so chaotic over there, aren't you afraid of grenades hitting you?"

Bai Limin held his glasses and smiled, raised the camera in his hand at Zheng Quanli, just like the victorious soldier who blew up the enemy's bunker, and said proudly: "If you catch such good news materials, even if you take peanuts, it's worth it, don't you know that the foreign media have been too arrogant recently, wait for me to send out all these news materials, and see if they still have blind faces." ”