After worrying last time, Yu Xiaoshan and Meng Chuan'er's phone calls became more frequent, basically once in the morning and once in the evening. was ridiculed by Zhang Chao for this matter, and every time the phone rang, Zhang Chao teased her: "Everyone is worried about the mother of a thousand miles, what are you?"

Li Fenglong is not presumptuous, and occasionally asks what Meng Chuan'er has to do with this call. Meng Chuan'er didn't know how to describe it after thinking about it for a long time, so she perfunctorily said that it was "a relationship that can't be lost." Laughing and laughing, the relationship between the three of them is getting more and more harmonious.

It was okay that night, Meng Chuan'er invited them out to eat, Li Fenglong began to practice drinking, and Zhang Chao got on the bar, Meng Chuan'er asked them to let go of the drink and stay sober. Another reason is that she wants to hurry up and go back to call Yu Xiaoshan, which has gradually become the most important and anticipated moment of her day, supporting her boring and terrifying time here, even a few useless nonsense words will be a powerful comfort for her.

As soon as Meng Chuan'er returned to the room, Yu Xiaoshan's phone came in, and Yu Xiaoshan asked on the phone, "What are you doing?"

"I went out to eat something, two colleagues had a drink, I didn't drink, just came back. What are you busy with?"

"I just pressed my foot for a while, slept for a while, dreamed of you, and woke up. ”

"What did you dream about me?"

"I dreamed that you were interviewing on the street, and then a bomb flew over, and with a loud bang, you were blown up into the sky, and I was sad. As a result, seeing you flying in the sky, with your hands on me with a scissor hand, I was so angry that I really wanted to find a slingshot to shoot you down. ”

Meng Chuan'er laughed out loud after hearing this, and said after laughing: "you! Is this a dream? You made it up!"

Zhang Chao patted Meng Chuan'er's door: "Don't talk yet, hurry up and help me, Fenglong is going to sink to death!" Zhang Chao estimated that he was pressed by Li Fenglong, who was paralyzed, and his voice was like he couldn't pull out.

Meng Chuan'er covered the microphone and shouted through the door: "No matter! You two have to fight for the wine, and bear the consequences!"

"Did you little Fenglong drink too much again?"

Meng Chuan'er said with a smile: "It's a common thing, he has been fighting with Chao'er every day recently, and he fights a lot, and he fights the next day." ”

December in Kabuer is the time when the weather is cold, in previous years, the whole city of Kabuer was full of smoke, and the smoke and dust emitted by burning wood for heating made people unable to get rid of the choking breath wherever they went, and they may not recognize people face-to-face, which is similar to the colorful fog in Monet's pen.

And this year, the air is exceptionally fresh – not a good thing for the people of Kabuler, who use firewood for the winter from the south of the country and Bajistan. The southern part of Afghanistan and the Afghanistan-Pakistan border are currently the most heavily torn areas, which has led to difficulties in harvesting, transportation and strained sources of firewood.

In addition, the Afghan government has tightened its inventory and restrictions on the transport of firewood because of the use of firewood trucks by armed elements to transport explosives and weapons, making the supply of firewood in Kabuler even more difficult. "After the countryside is deserted, the flesh and blood are displaced from the road", compared with those who died innocently and tragically, whether they are cold or not has become less important.

And the protection of its own people and journalists at the headquarters of the Chinese government and Time Weekly permeates every aspect — Meng Chuan'er's residence has a fireplace, and firewood is bought at a high price by the headquarters. The double-row sofas are placed in front of the fireplace, and the charcoal burns in the fireplace, and the red tongue of fire licks the black charcoal, and from time to time it explodes crackling sparks, and the stone walls have been smoky for many years, glowing with a layer of black light.

Outside, the snow fell and knocked softly on the window, echoing the crackling charcoal fire inside. Li Fenglong and Zhang Chao both stopped, and Yu Xiaoshan teased without a match...... Such a night seems to give birth to all the beauty that can blossom and bear fruit, and it also makes people believe that all the good things that cannot be found must be buried in this quiet and peaceful night, such as peace.

The two of them were talking about it when suddenly there was a deafening explosion "Boom!", the entire window of the bedroom resonated, the building of the station began to shake and trembled with the inertia of the sound of the explosion just now, the glass chandelier on the ceiling shook sharply as if it was about to shatter, and the roots of the ears protested and there was a buzz like an old TV set that had broken down and turned into a snowflake. This is the first time to face this kind of danger at close range, Meng Chuan'er's brain can't keep up with the rhythm at all, and the whole person is in a state of confusion.

The time-tested security uncle's reaction was obviously faster than Meng Chuan'er's brain, three steps and two steps ran upstairs and knocked on the door outside, shouting while knocking on the door: "Hurry up to the basement !!" The voice contained too much fear and anxiety and became sharp and harsh. Meng Chuan'er was like being splashed with a basin of cold water, she woke up instantly, got up from the bed and ran out barefoot, opening the door and running out, still habitually holding the phone, but she couldn't talk anymore. Yu Xiaoshan's voice changed on the phone: "Meng Chuan'er??Are you still safe?"

Meng Chuan'er ran to Li Fenglong's door, this kid still can't practice how much he drinks, and when Zhang Chao brought him back just now, he was already unconscious on the bed. Just in time to catch up with Zhang Chao who ran out, the buddies were also barefoot, the security uncle was so angry, the two deadly cubs stared at them with cowbell-like eyes and yelled at them: "Don't rub it off! Hurry up and go to the basement !!."

The two of them ignored the security guards, and slammed Li Fenglong's door together, people are really powerful in extreme situations, fortunately, the doors of the bedroom in the station are simple and easy to kick wooden doors, and the two of them smashed the door open in a few clicks, and Li Fenglong, who was dragged from the bed, dragged the circle and left. Li Fenglong sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his whole body was as soft as mud.

Meng Chuan'er went up with two ears of thunder: "MLB's wake up quickly!" The palms of these two slaps were hot and painful from the cracks in the bones, and after the fanning, Meng Chuan'er's hands shook uncontrollably, and it really worked-Li Fenglong opened his eyes with a "whoosh", stood up and swayed but instinctively followed the two of them behind.

When I got to the basement, the gunfire outside was getting more and more intense, getting closer and closer, as if it could be attacked at any moment. Meng Chuan'er reached out and touched the face that she had just fanned, the fiery red palm prints were there, the whole face was swollen twice, and the eyes were still flickering. "It's fine. The child nodded at Meng Chuan'er soothingly.

Li Fenglong's wine had completely woken up, this kid was not a coward, and he didn't feel frightened as expected, so he only calmly asked the security guard: "If this basement is attacked, will it be hidden?" The security uncle saw that the three were safe, nodded with a sigh of relief, and then said: "Their target this time is an inn about 100 meters away from our station, so the basement must be safe." ”

Meng Chuan'er and Zhang Chao ran to the front of the computer almost like a barefoot girl, ready to send a message to the headquarters, the two looked at each other and smiled, Zhang Chao's smile was both appreciated and gratified, and he was relieved to see the professionalism of the news juniors, at this time he could really be regarded as comrades-in-arms, and he found the feeling of life and death in an instant.

Li Fenglong also reacted to the third computer boot to make up the news, the basement floor was cold, there was nothing to cover around, and his feet were almost like stepping on the ice, and he was about to freeze after a while. The three of them didn't care about that, and the only sound in the air was the sound of bullets piercing the night sky and the sound of crackling and typing.

Yu Xiaoshan heard all the voices on the phone, and basically guessed about the situation, the mobile phone was thrown by Meng Chuan'er next to the computer, and it was not hung up, Yu Xiaoshan didn't ask again, just kept listening, but his heart began to follow the bucket hanging by the well: What is this TM called, the gunfire and smoke that I usually see in the news really exist at close range on the phone, not to mention that there is a girl on the other side, even if I am a big man, I have never experienced it.

About half an hour later, the news had been transmitted to the headquarters, and when Meng Chuan'er wanted to call the headquarters, she found that the mobile phone had not been hung, but fortunately, there was still a signal in the basement.

"Yu Xiaoshan?"

The voice seemed to be tens of thousands of light years away, and Yu Xiaoshan's nose was sour: "Damn! I'm here!"

Meng Chuan'er heard the almost incomprehensible nasal voice, and soothed: "I'm safe, but it's a little cold." Zhang Chao, call the headquarters, I'm talking to a friend here. ”

Zhang Chao stretched out his hand to indicate that he had received it, Yu Xiaoshan didn't speak on the other side of the phone, he didn't know what to say, his heart was like a big lump of cotton, and Meng Chuan'er could still tease him: "What's wrong? Do you feel guilty about your beautiful bullshit dream just now? It almost didn't come true, didn't you?"

"I can't say how I feel at the moment now, but it's too tangle, and I wish it was me who was there now, and I could feel at ease. ”

"Then come! I'll wait for you. But I really don't have time to tell you now, I'm going to start fighting. ”

"Don't hang up the phone today, let me listen to the daily life of a war correspondent. Give me some privileges, broadcast live, I haven't heard of it, fresh. In fact, Yu Xiaoshan was already worried about it, for fear that a living Meng Chuan'er would become a fragment, but it was not appropriate to say anything at this time, and he himself had not figured out why he was so worried about this girl, it was a feeling that he had never felt before, and it was not just respect for life.

"Okay, no problem," Meng Chuan'er turned his head and asked the security guard, "If I go out now, is the distance from the bedroom to the garage safe?"

What the hell? Now ??? go out??? this thing has been kicked in the head by a donkey??? the security uncle opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, and he shook his head vigorously: "No, no, no! It's not safe! You can't go out! The terrorist organization is fighting fiercely with the government army." ”

Zhang Chao was also surprised, and pulled Meng Chuan'er's arm: "Where are you going?"

Meng Chuan'er frowned, her face was calm and resolute: "Hospital, only there can you get a close-up of this terrorist attack." ”