When Wang Ziyue heard Ji Haotian's question, he smiled and explained: "I went to Syria to be a volunteer!"

"Volunteers?"

Ji Haotian glanced at Wang Ziyue: "Want to be a military doctor?"

"I'm not a military doctor, but I've signed up for an international relief organization!"

Wang Ziyue shook his head slightly: "I watched a video of the Syrian civil war before, and found that Syria is now shrouded in war, and there is no way to guarantee the local civilian life, even the most basic medical conditions, so I want to go over and give full play to my strengths." ”

"Have you ever experienced a war?"

Ji Haotian saw Wang Ziyue's innocent appearance and shook his head slightly.

This little girl is inevitably a little too bold, just watching a few videos on the Internet, and daring to join the war zone.

Perhaps in her eyes, the real battlefield is like a domestic drama, where every shot can kill the enemy.

People who have not actually experienced the battlefield, seen the stumps and flesh all over the ground, and felt the smell of corpses filling the whole city, will not know how terrible war is.

Ji Haotian has seen with his own eyes that the recruits who went to the battlefield on the first day were frightened into mental disorders, and he has also seen countless people commit suicide after killing people, unable to bear the huge psychological pressure, and even some veterans who experience a war also need years to dispel the shadow left by the war.

"Nope!"

Wang Ziyue heard Ji Haotian's question and shook his head slightly.

"Believe me, when the plane lands, go back to China! The battlefield is not what you imagined. ”

"Besides, in a place like Syria, human life is like artemisia, and only one or two doctors can't help!"

"What they need is a doctor who can treat the country!"

Ji Haotian looked at Wang Ziyue and persuaded him.

When he was a soldier, he saw too many so-called volunteers, many of whom would sigh that they had a strong motherland when they arrived on the battlefield, and there were some gold-plated sons and daughters who went abroad to practice volunteer camps and did not dare to go out of the volunteer camp every day, just to pose for some photos, or give refugee children a little food, and then hyped it up on social media.

"I don't agree with your words! I know that with my own strength, I may be able to save a very limited number of people, but as long as I can save one more person, I can save a family, right?"

Wang Ziyue refuted Ji Haotian's words: "It is precisely because I live in a strong motherland that can protect me, so I know more that those people in the midst of war need a sense of security, with my ability, I will definitely not be able to stop the war in this country, but I can help those refugees cure their diseases, so that they have the opportunity to see the day when the motherland becomes strong, right!"

"Hehe, maybe!"

Ji Haotian saw the resoluteness that flashed in Wang Ziyue's eyes, smiled, did not refute, and couldn't bear to hit her blood.

Perhaps in the eyes of people of Wang Ziyue's age, this world will always be beautiful.

In the following time, the voyage went much smoother, and at about 7 o'clock in the evening, the plane landed smoothly in Syria's neighboring country, Lebanese, a very small country, only two-thirds the size of Yanjing in China, and a population of only 6 million.

After the plane landed, Ji Haotian and Wen Keren walked out of the airport, Wen Keren looked at the scenery of a foreign country, and looked sideways at Ji Haotian: "Shaozao, there is a civil war in Syria recently, and many refugees have also poured into Li in large numbers, and the instability factor here is still quite high, I don't need to inform our local agency to send some people to protect your safety?"

"That's it! The situation in the Middle East is tense, and if we immediately mobilize manpower, once we are discovered by spies from other countries, we will mistakenly think that this is an official action in China, and it will cause trouble!"

Ji Haotian waved his hand slightly: "How long does it take to get to Syria from here?"

"Because of the war, all flights from Lebanon to Syria have been suspended, and if we want to enter Syria, we can only take a car, but now the military intensity of the Lebanese-Syrian border is very high, because the terrorists in Syria have always been harassing the border of Lebanon, and we want to go to Syria, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome!"

Wen Keren explained.

"There's no trouble, call the local embassy, get us two war correspondents, let's rest for the night today, and cross the border into Syria tomorrow!"

Ji Haotian responded softly.

"Yes!"

Wen Keren immediately responded.

Although the situation in the Middle East is very grim at this time, Li is also a happy land, although there are many unstable factors in the surrounding area, making Li also rumored, but at least there is no war.

That night, Wen Keren and Ji Haotian rested in a local hotel.

Early the next morning, the people of the Chinese Embassy in Lebanon had already rushed to the front of the hotel, and unlike other countries, the embassy's local vehicles were bulletproof vehicles similar to off-road vehicles, which showed that the Middle East was not peaceful.

Next to the bulletproof car, there were four soldiers wearing Huaxia military uniforms, and an officer wearing the rank of colonel and division commander, with a straight waist.

"Hello, you are Mr. Hua Tian! I am the army attache of the Huaxia Embassy in Lebanon! I am hereby ordered to escort you to the border!"

As Ji Haotian went out, the colonel officer also stepped forward and saluted a standard military salute.

"Hello, hard work!"

Ji Haotian came out this time, still using a pseudonym, and nodded gratefully in the face of the escort of the embassy military attaché.

"Mr. Hua, please come here!"

The military attache received an order to escort two war correspondents, so he didn't talk to Ji Haotian too much, and let him and Wen Keren into the car.

In about an hour or so, Ji Haotian had already rushed from Beirut to the border line under the escort of the military attaché, and as they got closer to the border, the more military personnel on the side of the road grew.

"Mr. Hua! Now Syria is still in a state of war, armed conflicts are taking place in almost every city, even the capital Damascus, it is not very safe, I am afraid it will be very dangerous for you to enter the country rashly like this, do you need our help to contact the Syrian embassy and let someone come there to pick it up?"

The colonel's officer looked at Ji Haotian and asked politely.

"No need, we came here this time to record a real state of war, and after crossing the border, we still need to interview everywhere, so it's better not to trouble others!"

Ji Haotian shook his head with a smile.

"Okay, then please put this away!"

The colonel's officer nodded and handed over a Browning M1911 pistol: "The environment here is not as good as at home, danger is happening all the time, no matter what, please protect yourself! Remember, this is not domestic, although I don't want to say this, but in this place, there are more wicked people than good people!"