Meng and his entourage interviewed three families who had just moved to a refugee camp on the outskirts of the city, and outside a makeshift shelter, a man in his 40s (the exact age is uncertain, but the Afghan people don't have a birthday). The women told them about their experiences. In a suicide bombing, she lost her husband, three sons and a daughter. Now it was left with her and the children, a little girl and a little boy, and a dirty little dirt dog kennel here. She looked like she was 70 years old, with a black-red face, bark-like folds, and some marks on her hands that looked like age spots, but she was very kind, and she was still smiling in the interview with Meng Chuan'er under such circumstances. When she left, Meng Chuan'er couldn't help but stuff her with a thousand Afghani.

Zhang Chao carried the camera and smiled: "I finally know why you play landlord with me every day to win money and win your life, basically all the money you win is thrown here." ”

Meng Chuan'er glanced at him: "That's because you two have no ability, even if you have the ability to win me once, I will call you father." ”

Li Fenglong waved his hand again and again: "Then it's better to lose, if anyone has a daughter like you, they may all be tortured and grow grass on the grave." ”

Meng Chuan'er rubbed his head vigorously: "Stinky boy, are you looking for death?"

As he was talking, he actually ran into a commissioner from the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR) who came to visit the refugee camp, and it was a Chinese named Chen Jie. Chen Jie not only serves as the UNHCR commissioner, but also the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in the United States. The United Nations intends to provide assistance to the residents here, and the Chinese Chamber of Commerce intends to assist in China's name, but the situation of refugees in Afghanistan and neighbouring Bajistan is becoming increasingly serious.

Chen Jie and Meng Chuan'er hit it off, Meng Chuan'er decided to go to the UNHCR office in the afternoon to talk to Chen Jie about the recent situation of refugees, since witnessing the death of 6-year-old Saiyibo, Meng Chuan'er has always had a vague idea in her heart.

Can we set up a foundation specifically for the unfortunate children in the war, provide real capital assistance, at least snatch some children from terrorist organizations, so that they can have food and clothing, go to school, and walk the right path in the future, and the children have hope, so that the future of this country can see the light of day.

The sun was still scorching the earth incomprehensibly, and Meng Chuan'er was desperate to set off quickly. The interview with Chen Jie will make this report even more colorful.

"I think I may have a good character, and I can meet people like Chen Jie when I come to the refugee camp. Meng Chuan'er and the others walked along a potholed dirt road to the outside of the refugee camp, and Meng Chuan'er was complacent as she walked.

Zhang Chao took the camera off his shoulder and carried it in his right hand, Li Fenglong held the camera bag and the backpack with radio equipment, everything went very smoothly, almost no war correspondents have ever been to this refugee camp, the world premiere + exclusive can be achieved immediately, everyone is very happy, but the way they are happy is to hate each other.

Zhang Chao said disdainfully to Meng Chuan'er: "If it weren't for me and Feng Long, let alone meeting Chen Jie, you wouldn't even be able to drive this car." ”

Li Fenglong smiled, revealing a row of small white teeth: "There is no shortage of drivers in Chuan'er, mainly those who take cameras and cameras, referred to as assistants." ”

Zhang Chao was dissatisfied with him: "What the hell are you?" ”

Meng Chuan'er laughed: "This is my beloved Xiao Fenglong." ”

"Please remove the small print. ”

At that moment, a black Toyota drove towards them from the entrance of the refugee camp, and the potholed road made the car bump up and down all the way, and stopped in front of them with a roar, raising Meng Chuan'er's face to ashes. Three men with Kalashnikov assault rifles got out of the car and pointed their guns at Meng Chuan'er, one of the tallest grabbed Meng Chuan'er and tried to shove her head into the car.

Li Fenglong was closest to Meng Chuan'er, and when he saw this situation, he almost reacted subconsciously, stretched out his right hand and punched the nose of the man who was grabbing Meng Chuan'er's hair, and then pulled Meng Chuan'er back into his arms with his left hand, and then he felt something pierce his right shoulder - not deep, but the severe pain made him squint his teeth, bite his lip and make no sound.

This kid really didn't just come here, at that time, Meng Chuan'er and Zhang Chao rushed to the hospital, he still had some scruples about danger, and in the face of such a sudden situation, his instinctive reaction was to not be silent, otherwise it might cause Meng Chuan'er's guilt and Zhang Chao's panic.

Meng Chuan'er smashed Li Fenglong's left shoulder and knocked her nose sore, tears came out, she didn't notice that Li Fenglong was stabbed by something, and angrily turned around and greeted the other party's mother in English: "Who are you?"

Three men pointed guns at the three of them, one of whom wore a black turban and said "We are the Taliban, choose one of the three of you to get in the car." ”

The Taliban ??? interviewed this refugee camp, met Chen Jie, and met the Taliban? What did the Taliban do in the refugee camp? Was this a planned or improvised kidnapping? What was the use of kidnapping the three of them? Want money or something else? Meng Chuan'er's head was spinning rapidly.

Zhang Chao took advantage of the stalemate between Meng Chuan'er and Li Fenglong to quietly and quietly put the camera in the straw barley next to him, and then blocked the camera with his body - for reporters, this thing means responsibility and mission. After doing this, he raised his hands and slowly walked in front of Meng Chuan'er and Li Fenglong: "Take me away, I'll go with you." ”

"Zhang Chao!!"

"No!!" - one is from Li Fenglong and the other is from Meng Chuan'er, both of them shouted involuntarily.

Meng Chuan'er's heart was about to jump out, she breathed twice as fast as usual, forced a mouthful of saliva to force herself to calm down and said to the three people: "We have money, we can give you money." ”

"How much?"

"It's about a few thousand dollars. Meng Chuan'er was pulling calves there, and even the cash they added together in the station was not a few thousand dollars.

The man in the black turban seemed to be a little moved, and kept pointing a gun at Meng Chuan'er and talked to the tall man in Pashto for a while, and it was clear that he was the only one of the three who could speak English. After a while, the man with the black turban said to Meng Chuan'er: "No, you can't even buy an AK for a few thousand dollars." ”

Meng Chuan'er took a deep breath and rolled her eyes: "I can't buy it, but this money is in our car, isn't it more cost-effective for you to take the money and take one of us away?"

Zhang Chao and Li Fenglong instantly understood what Meng Chuan'er meant, and couldn't help but admire her in their hearts: This Chuan'er's brain reacted too quickly, and there was definitely no money, but if they could persuade the three kidnappers to go to the vicinity of the car, they would have a chance to get in the car and escape, after all, it was a bulletproof car, and a few Kalashnikov assault rifles were a fart! Moreover, there was an anti-wolf spray in the place where the items were equipped on the driver's side - the eccentric Meng Chuan'er put it, and she always said that she should use all kinds of fairy equipment to cope with all kinds of changes.

The black bandana hesitated for a moment, and then began to communicate with the tall man in Pashto - Meng Chuan'er could see that the English-speaking man was not the leader and could not be the master.

The tall man frowned, as if making a choice. Meng Chuan'er immediately spoke again: "The three of us are reporters, we don't have guns, what are you afraid of if you have guns." ”

The black turban probably translated, the tall man nodded, and then the black turban said to Meng Chuan'er: "The three of you all raise your hands." Then the three kidnappers held guns, one by one, and held a gun close to Meng Chuan'er, and they said, "Take us over and get the money!"

Meng Chuan'er deliberately dragged her slowly, and at the same time thought quickly in her heart: According to such a close-fitting state, I am afraid that the possibility of the three of them trying to get in the car and escape is zero, what is this. While thinking about it, he glanced back at Zhang Chao, and he didn't know if the two of them could understand what I meant, Meng Chuan'er really didn't know what I was talking about.

The black turban patted Meng Chuan'er on the shoulder with the butt of the gun, and pushed forward: "Go faster!"

"It's too hot...... I ran out of energy just now, and I couldn't walk fast. ”

was gunned and failed to close Meng Chuan'er's mouth, at the moment when the situation is particularly urgent, every detail and every sentence you do may bring a chance of survival, if you don't say or do it, it means waiting for death, this is different from a terrorist attack, this is something special that someone can communicate, it is a person who has feelings, there is thinking, and there is room for maneuver if there is thinking.

So she started trying to talk to the other person: "You are the Taliban?"

"Yes, we are the Taliban. ”

"The Taliban don't have AK?"

"It's not the same. ”

"How is it different?"

"There are a lot of Taliban in this area. ”

Meng Chuan'er wanted him to continue, so she asked again, "You guys want AK very much?"

"Yes. Why do you have so many questions?"

"Because I'm a journalist, I think you already have guns. Why do you have to AK?"

"Kill the rice guys. The black turban said without hesitation, as if it were a matter of course.

"But we are Chinese, and our government is peace-loving, and we help you in every corner that can help you." Meng Chuan'er tried to open up a little hope.

The black turban was silent for a few seconds and said: "We hate the people of the rice country, Lord Na, and the people of the Ying country...... But we don't hate the Chinese, we are friends. ”

Meng Chuan'er jumped up in a burst of anger and forcibly restrained: "Friend, I don't think a friend will kidnap a friend." ”

"We're inviting you to be guests. ”

"Gun us to be guests, and your Allah made you do that?"

Yes, it is God's will. "Really...... Meng Chuan'er has 10,000 grass in her heart, and your horse is galloping by, when will the kidnappers have God's will......

"I think God will be ashamed of your actions because you are hurting innocent journalists in a peace-loving nation. ”

"We will not kill you. ”

"But you're going to kidnap us. God will not allow you to do that. ”

The black turban was visibly impatient: "That's a guest, not a kidnapping! You don't understand, everything we do is for Allah, and Allah will support us." ”

Then he scolded Meng Chuan'er again: "Go faster!"

It seems that there is nothing left, Meng Chuan'er took back the pile of that she said earlier, and felt that this guy's mind was full of without thinking, and there was no way to communicate at all.

The bulletproof car left by Carney is in front, so I can only find a chance to get in the car and escape, if I can run one of them, if it drags too much, I'm afraid that all three of them will have to fart, maybe they can't even keep this car.

This car was left by the kind Carney, Carney was rushing to Yu Xiaoshan's face, Yu Xiaoshan introduced such a good friend to himself, and he put this shiny car in danger together in order to survive with his companions...... It's too unrighteous to be true.

Meng Chuan'er's brain circuit is also a bone Qingqi, others are worried about their own safety at this time, and she has begun to worry about the safety of the car.

The short man who had never had a sense of presence among the three was responsible for holding a gun at Zhang Chao. When the license plate could already be seen, the short man continued to press Zhang Chao in the direction of the cab, but the tall man signaled the black bandana to stop, staring at the license plate and frowning.

It doesn't matter if you stop, Meng Chuan'er and Li Fenglong also had to stop, although the distance is already very close, it must be faster than the gun that is being pointed at, Meng Chuan'er was annoyed in her heart, she scolded 10,000 sentences, looked at Zhang Chao with her eyes, and was beating a drum in her heart: Chao'er, you must not be stupid, don't hold any stupid thoughts of living and dying together, at this time, you can escape from one other person and have the possibility of survival. At the same time, she was also very remorseful in her heart, she knew that there was no chance at all, so she didn't fight just now, and agreed that one of them would go with them, and the other two would definitely be saved......

At the moment when his mind was twisting and turning, Zhang Chao had already grasped the handlebar and was about to open the car door, the short man was standing behind him with a gun, and the opening door would just separate the short man for a moment, which was the best time to escape. Meng Chuan'er's heart was about to rise to her throat, her whole body trembled slightly because she was too nervous, and she nagged silently in her heart: Zhang Chao, run, run, run!!