Dong Huilan got out of the car, Yan Penghui and Liu Zhuzhu hurriedly paid the fare, and then got out of the car and followed.

"Stop!" One soldier raised his gun in his hand.

Liu Zhuzhu was so frightened that her face turned white after brushing it, and she grabbed Dong Huilan and said, "Sister Dong! ”

Yan Penghui also nervously stopped Dong Huilan: "Sister Dong, don't go over, these people are unreasonable!" ”

Dong Huilan smiled slightly, took out her ID in her pocket, and said in English: "Hello, I'm a reporter from the Wall Street Journal, and I want to interview General Santos!" ”

The soldier muttered something to a soldier beside him, and then ran quickly to a military vehicle not far away. Then a captain got out of the car, and two men walked briskly.

The captain looked at Dong Huilan and looked at Dong Huilan's documents: "I'm sorry, the general is not here, please leave here quickly!" The captain spoke very politely, but this politeness was aimed at Dong Huilan's identity as a reporter. Although the Americans are now helping the government forces fight them, although he is only a small captain, he also knows that they also need the support of world public opinion to rebel, so for some time now, he has been polite to all journalists, no matter which country.

Dong Huilan smiled slightly: "Captain, can I interview you?" ”

The captain was surprised, but refused without hesitation. Just kidding, he still knows about these uncrowned kings, that mouth, that pen, can send people to heaven overnight, and can also send people to hell. He, a little captain, didn't dare to be interviewed, and once he said the wrong thing, he didn't expect to go to heaven, and he was sure to go to hell. Even if what he said was leaky, who knows if these undisciplined uncrowned kings would misinterpret him, and then there would be no place for him to cry. In addition, he does not accept interviews, and there is a trace of vigilance.

"Miss, please leave!"

Dong Huilan is not a reckless person, and when she sees that there is no hope, she does not force it. Getting the news is important, but life is even more important, she doesn't want to touch the brows of these barbarians because of this and put herself in, it's not worth it.

"This is my business card, and if General Santos is interviewed, you can contact me." Dong Huilan took out her business card and handed it to the captain.

The captain did not take the business card, but said: "I don't understand one thing, your country is helping the Aguino government to fight us, and the Wall Street Journal has considerable influence in the United States, and even in the whole world, why don't you go and interview Aguino, but come here to interview our generals?" ”

The meaning is obvious, your country is attacking us, but you are here to interview, is there some conspiracy?

How could Dong Huilan not hear the meaning of the captain's words, and said with a smile: "You should know that the Wall Street Journal is known for its rigor and truthfulness, and untrue news will never be published." Moreover, as long as the news event is true and not false, the president of the United States has no right to intervene. ”

The captain hesitated for a moment, but finally took Dong Huilan's business card: "You convinced me, if I see General Santos, I will definitely give him your business card." ”

"Thank you!" Dong Huilan thanked her and turned around to leave, when at this moment, there was a dull roar of a car engine behind her.

Dong Huilan looked back and saw more than a dozen military vehicles galloping towards her, and hurriedly pulled Liu Zhuzhu and Yan Penghui to the side.

Soon the convoy stopped in front of the checkpoint, and a figure jumped out of the first car. Dong Huilan's heart jumped suddenly, she was too familiar with that figure, and she didn't care too much, so she ran over.