The cameraman stepped on the accelerator and began to lean towards the co-pilot.

The videographer's consciousness began to blur, and he didn't know how much longer he could hold on. But even in this situation, the cameraman still desperately grabbed the steering wheel to force his balance, and the car drove up and down on the muddy ground, making it impossible for the female reporter behind to stand. The female reporter banged on the front and rear baffles, originally wanting the cameraman to be a little more stable.

Because when the car is bumpy, the female reporter will knock on the front and rear baffles to remind the cameraman sitting in front.

But through the opaque glass, the female reporter saw the cameraman who was almost toppling in the driver's seat.

The female reporter banged on the glass and shouted, "Wake up, you wake me up." ”

The cameraman was awakened by the sudden shout, and the cameraman who came to his senses immediately realized that he was about to hit the guardrail in front of him. Stepping on the brakes and slamming in the direction, the car slammed sideways into the guardrail. It was almost on its side, and it was re-aligned by the support of the guardrail.

The cameraman opened the door to the cab, and the confusion made his head shake.

The cameraman struggled to the back of the car and opened the rear plug of the rear car.

The female reporter in the car fell to the ground, and the broadcasting equipment was crooked. The cameraman sighed and said, "The equipment is probably broken, damn it." ”

The female reporter's first reaction when she saw the cameraman was to run over, and half of the cameraman's clothes were already blood-red.

"Are you alright?" shouted the female reporter.

"It's fine, but do you know how to drive?" said the cameraman.

"You like to say it's okay when you encounter anything, and I ask you if you have a driver's license last year, but I haven't driven a car. The female reporter said nervously.

"That's fine, you drive. I'll command you in the co-pilot, come down. The videographer said.

The female reporter got up and took out the medical kit from the cabinet under the computer desk next to her, and walked out of the broadcast van with the medical kit in her arms, intending to open it for the cameraman to treat.

The cameraman pushed it away, but grabbed his camera with his backhand and said: "There is no time, if we catch up, none of us can run." ”

The cameraman got into the co-pilot, and the female reporter got into the cab.

The car was started again and staggered out. And from the side not far from the net hole that came in before, the female reporter with poor driving skills scraped the barbed wire and drove the car out.

Then the female reporter drove on the suburban road, not very fast.

The female reporter kept repeating some words in her mouth, hoping that the cameraman would not sleep.

The cameraman sobered up a little, turned on the camera, and repeatedly observed what he was shooting, comparing it with what he had captured in the past few days.

After watching what the videographer had discovered, he picked up the camera and adjusted the focus. He pointed at himself on the swaying co-pilot and started recording, and said to the camera: "Hello everyone, I'm Kevin, a videographer from Southern Weekly. The outskirts of Las Vegas, which exploded last week, were forcibly blocked by the military. I waited a week with the female reporter Sarah to find out the inner truth. When we found a road that was not completely blocked, we wanted to enter the blast area and find out. We've found traces of apostolic activity, as well as some strange human organizations on site. The people who could see their organization were wearing red K logos, and we didn't know which organization they were from. All I know is that the police and the armed forces are guarding outside. The members of these groups attacked the apostles and the common people with the guns they had brought, and they also intended to attack us. I had a gunshot wound on my body, if I was lucky enough to survive. I hope the state will give us an explanation,"

The videographer swept the camera over himself and saved it.

The female reporter turned to look at the cameraman and said, "This must be big news." ”

The cameraman pointed ahead and said, "Drive seriously, let's go to Las Vegas." The nearest hospital is still a lot away from here, I go to the hospital and you go to the company. ”

The female reporter nodded her head and said, "Got it." ”

The videographer unplugged the camera's memory card and said, "Everything is in this card, don't lose it." ”

The female reporter turned her head slightly to look at the memory card and said, "What if you lose such a small thing?"

The cameraman was stunned and said, "When I get to the city, I will make a cloud backup." When the company finished broadcasting, I immediately uploaded the video to the Internet. ”

The female reporter nodded her head and turned on the radio car intently.

The cameraman took out the card reader and connected it to his mobile phone, waiting for the signal to be transmitted to the mobile phone.

The cameraman waited while telling the female reporter where to go.

As soon as she arrived in the city, the female reporter said that she recognized the way, and the cameraman fainted shortly after clicking on the upload on her mobile phone.

The female reporter sped up and rushed to the hospital, shouting incessantly: "No accident, no accident." ”

......

The staff in chemical hazmat suits are to wipe out any subjects, experimenters, armed personnel, and even D-class personnel who come out of the institute.

The staff tried to find Kane, but found that they couldn't find it.

A staff member said Kane went in the direction of the hillside, and when the crowd chased him, he only found Kane's twisted body.

The staff almost panicked and discussed with each other.

"Who was the last to see Kane leading?"

"Kane seemed to say that there was someone over there, so I looked in the direction Kane was talking about. It seems to be a white car, and it is definitely not our car. ”

"What are we going to do about this?"

"What else can I do? ”

One took out his cell phone and called the number to it.

After a few seconds, a voice came from the other side: "What time is it?

"Kane, the project leader, died, as if he had been hit by a car. The white press van," the staff member said quickly.

"Understood, it's too late, I'll hand it over to Alpha to report to deal with. Said on the other end of the phone.

......

Alpha intervened in the incident, and positioning systems such as satellites began to investigate the matter.

As a result of the incident in the suburbs, the armed men guarding the cordon were immediately given satellite calls.

Half an hour later, the armed men found the cut holes.

Holes in the mesh and white scratches on the side of the barbed wire were found, and the white-painted armed men almost understood what was going on after taking a little sample.

For a week, there was only a white radio truck dangling in front of them. And I interviewed almost all the armed men once, and the name of the other party was: Southern Weekly.

The matter was almost immediately reported to Alpha, and after an in-depth analysis, it was hacked directly into Southern Weekly's corporate system.

The names of the two staff members who were scheduled to go to the blast site a week ago also appeared in Alpha's cloud: Kevin and Sarah.