Chapter 2 Chance Encounters on the Plane (Part II)
But Shi Shaoying's attention was quickly distracted, and the seats on the plane were half empty, but there were still people who walked up to him uninterestingly.
Only glanced at the other party with the corner of his eye, and the pupils of Shi Shaoying's eyes narrowed dangerously slightly.
The uninvited traveler looked to be about forty years old, he was tall and clear, about 190 centimeters tall and weighed more than 90 kilograms.
His bare skin in the air, white skin characteristic of Eastern Europeans, brown eyes and yellowish hair, but his broad face, raised cheekbones, a slightly reddened nose, and thick lips suggest that he is of mixed European and Asian descent.
More than a third of his face is covered by a "alawabi" beard, a long, thick beard that has interfered with his daily life, and to this day, only devout Islamists can maintain such a habit.
Most importantly, the way the man stands, the position he places when his hands are down, and the way he looks at people and his face, all reveal a distinct aura...... He was a veteran of rigorous military training, probably in war, and had seen blood and death!
A stranger who had received military training, had a dangerous aura all over his body, and had a "Hawabi" beard on his face suddenly walked to the rear of the cabin, and Shi Shaoying could not help but wonder if he would be a member of a certain Islamic militant organization, and was now ready to hijack the plane with his accomplices!
But this man was obviously not interested in hijacking the plane, he suddenly stretched out his hands, Shi Shaoying was still thinking about the identity of this man and the meaning of this action, Sikong Bowen had already untied the mountaineering rope tied to his waist and jumped up, jumped directly into the man's arms, and gave the other party a warm hug.
"Shimar, why are you on this plane?"
Faced with Sikong Bowen's question, the man named "Shimar" smiled, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Sikong Bowen's hair vigorously, "Somalia is such a fun place, how could I miss it?" ”
Sikong Bowen nodded vigorously, the two of them were like the best buddies, hugging and patting each other's shoulders hard, and after two or three minutes, Sikong Bowen turned his head and looked at Shi Shaoying, at this time, her eyes were full of surprise and happiness after reuniting with her friends after a long absence, "Shi Shaoying, let me introduce you, this is Shimar, a war correspondent from Moscow." He served in the Russian Marine Corps, and after retiring from the army, he became a travel biographer. During the Chechen War, Himar was stationed in the most dangerous mountainous areas of the North Caucasus for a long time, and the latest situation of the Chechen war was continuously transmitted to the television set. Shi Shaoying, do you know, when Shimar was interviewing, he was pointed at a rifle by a Chechen terrorist who suddenly jumped out of the cave at close range, and the terrorist was about to pull the trigger at that time, but fortunately, a sniper found it and fired in time, the bullet pierced the terrorist, and the blood sprayed directly on Himar's face and camera, but he didn't stop shooting......"
This unexpected meeting made Sikong Bowen really happy, she smiled happily and said quickly, trying to make the two men around her quickly familiar, but because she was so happy, she ignored the eyes of the two men, and had already had a collision in the air that was definitely not friendly.
Looking at the past from Shi Shaoying's point of view, Sikong Bowen's whole person was held in Himar's arms like a bird, and the smile on his face was so bright that he seemed to be a girl in love. Although Shi Shaoying and Sikong Bowen are clean and clean, they are only the best friends, but it is 100% deceptive to see the partner who traveled with him suddenly get rid of his attraction and jump into the arms of others, saying that there is no mustard in his heart.
As for Shimar, he saw Sikong Bowen use the most intimate action just now, directly pillowing on Shi Shaoying's thigh, and his gaze quickly swept the ring fingers of Shi Shaoying and Sikong Bowen...... Neither man wore rings on his fingers. After confirming that the two had not yet developed into a romantic relationship, Himar's hands naturally fell on Sikong Bowen's waist when Sikong Bowen turned around. For a man, hugging a girl's waist from behind, the subtext of this kind of action is probably known to people on earth.
War correspondents like Himar, who call the world home and run wherever danger goes, will show a strong affinity when interviewing targets, and they always have a way to quickly get closer to each other, but this definitely does not mean that they do not have a strong personality. In fact, most of the people who dare to eat this bowl of rice are freaks, and the work pressure is too great, so that they are often more arrogant and more blind than the vast majority of people.
And I have to admit that they do have the qualifications to be proud.
Ximar raised his chin slightly, not hiding his disdain for Shi Shaoying at all, "Sikong, this is the partner you picked out in a few years?" How can a coward, who is scared when sitting on a plane, have the courage to follow you into the battlefield of bullets and bullets, and dig out the most authentic and valuable news information from the arms of death? ”
"Squeak......
Shimar stretched out his hand and pressed the back of the aviation chair in the front row, and the back of the aviation chair honestly collapsed forward, and Shimar sat down facing Shi Shaoying, this excellent war correspondent can speak fluent Chinese: "Do you know how to be a qualified war correspondent?" ”
Shi Shaoying shook his head, interlaced like a mountain, he really didn't know.
"To be a qualified war correspondent, you need to have the fickleness of a politician, the delicacy of an agent, the tongue of a negotiator, the persistence of a camel, the perseverance of a lone wolf, and most importantly, the bravery of a terrorist!"
Ximar stared at Shi Shaoying's eyes, "Think about it yourself, how many of these qualities do you have?" ”
Without waiting for Shi Shaoying to think, Himar stretched out his hand with the attitude of a "senior", patted Shi Shaoying on the shoulder a few times, and took the topic in another direction with a gesture that did not want to embarrass Shi Shaoying: "I know that when I applied for a visa in Moscow, that person was called Mohammed. The Somali ambassador in Khandour, did you sign me for a few days? ”
Shi Shaoying shook his head, he was not a half-immortal who could pinch and calculate.
"When the ambassador heard that I was going to Somalia to 'learn about the lives of ordinary people', he seemed caught off guard, and at first he directly suspected that I was a terrorist, and was ready to run to Somalia to join forces with the armed forces of the 'Union of Islamic Judges' there, and he had even called the security guards. After confirming my identity as a journalist, he simply turned on his computer and asked me to watch a video of the war in Somalia, hoping that I would dispel the idea. I tried to do it several times, but he was so annoyed that he wrote me a handwritten entry permit letter, but he only allowed me to stay in Somalia for fifteen days. ”
Himar said indifferently: "Mr. Ambassador said that anyway, as soon as I, a white man, entered Somalia, I would soon be shot to death by the locals as an American agent." Fifteen days is enough for me to die three or four times. ”
Shi Shaoying smiled indifferently, he didn't think that Himar was alarmist, but it was obvious that Himar said these words to him in the hope that he, a coward who was "scared when he sat on the plane", would be able to retreat from the difficulties, and not drag him and Sikong Bowen as a war correspondent.
Shi Shaoying's face was calm, but Sikong Bowen couldn't help but ask: "How bad is the situation in Somalia now?" ”
"How bad is going to be, how bad is going to be!"
In order to make Himar give up his plan to travel to Somalia, the Somali ambassador in Moscow made Himar see too much reality about Mogadishu, thinking back to the tragic scenes in the video, Himar let out a long sigh, "Iraq and Afghanistan are fighting fiercely enough, there are large-scale bombardments every day, and all kinds of heavy weapons emerge one after another, but with the help of military satellites, the US ** team can carry out surgical high-precision strikes on targets, and rarely injure civilians by mistake." But in Somalia, the government army and the ** army are constantly exchanging fire, and any alley or house can become their battlefield at any time, no matter where you go, you may be hit by stray bullets. Wherever you walk on the side of the road, there may be a remote-controlled bomb planted. It has been heard that people who can find a way out of Mogadishu with a little savings have fled Mogadishu, but because of drought and famine, a large number of refugees flee into Mogadishu every day in the hope of finding food and water, so the number of people living in that city is increasing. ”
Speaking of this, even Himar began to sigh and shook his head slightly, "It is no longer the capital city of a country, but a killing battlefield that has been beaten to ruins, but no one is willing to quit, and more blood will be shed and more deaths will be generated!" ”
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