Chapter 16 Chapter 16

"What did you say?" Luo Zhan stood on the steps of the back door of the hospital, surprised by what Li Zangang said.

Li Zan closed the back door of the hospital and looked at him: "I said, I want to join the Special Joint Force."

The Special Joint Force is a special combat force established by the peacekeeping command center under the authorization of the Eastern Government to respond to the situation of war. It has the same front-line combat rights as the Eastern Government's own troops on the battlefield.

Luo Zhan emphasized: "That's a real war."

Li Zan smiled: "I don't plan to go and play, either."

Luo Zhan looked slightly solemn, glared at him and said, "Your instructor agrees this! You are the bomb disposal soldier that Jiangcheng Military Region focuses on training. At least you have to have someone. Who should I find?”

Li Zan stopped smiling and said, "Isn't it just for practical combat? What's the use of hiding behind all day long?"

Luo Zhan frowned, took out a cigarette, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't have the final say in this matter. I'll wait until the troops discuss it and I'll notify you."

"Okay." Li Zan turned around and left.

"Li Zan." Luo Zhan called him, "Chen Feng means to let you come here to enrich your resume, make a contribution, and get promoted to the military rank after you go back."

"If you can be indifferent to the massacre, no one can do it, so why do you say a soldier?"

...

When Song Ran returned to the explosion site, the cordon had been removed and the streets were simply cleaned, but the black marks left by the bloodstains on the beach could be seen.

After filming several images, she was about to leave. She saw a dirty little boy sitting by the side of the road, holding herself, puffing her mouth, looking stubbornly at the explosion, wiping her tears while watching.

Song Ran took out the apple that he had never been willing to eat and handed it to him. His shiny black eyes looked at her, then looked at the apple again, took it, and without saying a word, he held the apple tightly in the palm of his hand.

Song Ran wanted to touch him, but she turned around and left.

That night, Song Ran sorted out photos in the hotel, and one of them shocked her - the soldier picked up the dead child from the ruins and bodies of the place. She did not deal with the photos and directly posted on Twitter with the title CARRY.

As soon as she sent it out, a message came in. It was a reporter from the British XX Club. She asked if she could reprint it. Song Ran replied that there was another new news came in. Some people kept applying for reprinting, so she simply disclosed the authorization.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and it was Sassin.

Song Ran didn't see him all day and was very worried: "How are you doing today?"

"At least they are still alive." Sasin shrugged, his smile helpless and bitter.

"I'm sorry about the explosion."

"No. This country has endured enough such a disaster. However, I thought Garro was at least safe, and it seems that it would not work."

Song Ran didn't know how to comfort him.

"Song, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Song Ran was surprised: "Where are you going?"

"It's closer to the war." said the young man, who had just turned twenty, "I don't want to stay behind anymore. I'm going to Hapo."

Hapo is on the border and is the place where the three parties fight between the extremist forces of the positive and negative forces.

The road ahead is dangerous, and Song Ran feels extremely sad: "Sassin, please be safe."

"May you be safe, Song. I will pray for you."

Song Ran had a bad sleep that night.

The cruelty of human beings and the insignificance of life made her helpless. She was in the eastern country as if she had been thrown on an isolated island, in the wilderness, far away from civilization. But she couldn't even hold up a pen to write down her mood.

I went to bed until late at night. I was woken up by Liu Yufei on the phone the next morning and realized something was wrong.

Liu Yufei said that the photo CARRY spread all over the world, and asked her to immediately prepare to connect with the country and do live news interviews. Before hanging up the phone, he said: "Song Ran, do it well. The station will support you."

Song Ran was inexplicably and didn't understand what was going on. After finishing her clothes, she put the equipment on the live broadcast room. The connection was very long, nearly five minutes. Song Ran was confused, but calmly answered the host's question.

After the connection was over, she took time to surf the Internet and then realized that the photos were popular-

The front page headlines in Europe and the United States all published the photo and followed the title CARRY she posted. The likes and reposts of her original image were as high as millions, and the comment section was also crowded with texts from various countries.

The domestic work groups are also flooding the screen like a tide.

Xiaoqiu: "Do you know what the British XX newspaper evaluates? It's a photo that changes history."

Song Ran: "It's not that exaggerating...XX newspaper always has this tone for writing news."

Xiaodong: "But that photo was taken so well. I burst into tears when I saw it! I really want to cry!"

Xiaochun: "Originally, the international media's popularity with the Eastern Kingdoms War has continued during this period, but now it has heated up, and you have made a lot of money!"

Song Ran didn't realize that this was a great thing and was about to put down her phone and go to work.

At this time, Shen Bei poked her privately and asked the peacekeepers about the mine clearance interview.

That episode has not been aired yet, but Shen Bei watched the edit in advance. Song Ran's shooting materials are very good, such as clearing mines, running on the hillside, carrying wheat, and speaking, which are both nervous and comfortable. The leaders praised it and showed the most realistic life and work appearance of peacekeepers.

Shen Bei asked: "You have worked smoothly there?"

“It’s quite smooth.”

"Is it hard to follow the filming?"

"It's okay. It's just that the weather is very hot." Song Ran typing while guessing her purpose.

"Are they easy to get along with?"

"All are pretty good."

Song Ran waited for a while, but Shen Bei stopped.

She was inexplicably uneasy. She was just working on Li Zan's shooting, so Shen Bei was not so sensitive.

She felt a little guilty, but then she thought about it and did nothing and had a clear conscience.

In the next three days, Song Ran did not go to the base again.

Until the fourth day, the hotel reception desk told Luo Zhan that he had something to come to her and asked her to go there.

A few days after the explosion, the injured soldiers had already been discharged from the hospital and returned to the team. The haze shrouded over the city gradually dissipated.

It was dusk, the sunset was slanted, and it was stuck on the skin like a small needle.

I don’t know when this ghost place will be cooler. Song Ran thought to himself, and suddenly heard a noise in front of him. It turned out that several soldiers were making trouble in the vegetable field.

Li Zan is also there, with a military green T-shirt, camouflage pants, and a few comrades catching chickens.

"Damn it! I ran away again!"

"Clog! Where are you blocking?"

The young men usually use guns to remove the mines, but at this moment they are helpless in the face of a big hen. Everyone is chasing and blocking them, but the hen is very flexible. He sometimes drills down the cucumber seedlings, sometimes jumps on the loofah rack, flys and runs, his wings fluttering, and chicken feathers fly everywhere.

Song Ran couldn't help laughing and turned on the camera to take pictures of this relaxed moment.

While slapping, the hen ran away and rushed towards the camera. Song Ran protected the camera and stepped back. Seeing the chicken hitting her head, Li Zan saw it right now and grabbed its wings.

The hen thrust desperately, and slapping a pile of chicken feathers on Song Ran's head.

Li Zan grabbed both sides of the chicken's wings, and now it completely gave up struggling and lowered its head obediently.

"Is it okay?" he asked.

"It's okay." Song Ran hurriedly glanced at him, then lowered her head to pick up the feathers on her hair.

Li Zan raised his hand to help her pick it up; she glanced at her in the aftermath and turned her head away in disbelief.

It happened that Luo Zhan, who was standing at the door of the office, asked, "Reporter Song, what good material have you photographed?"

"Just catch the chicken." She took advantage of the situation and walked away from Li Zan.

Li Zan handed the chicken in his hand to his comrades and chased Song Ran for a look.

Luo Zhan said: "The mine clearance program has not been aired yet, right?"

"Not yet. It's Saturday."

"Okay. Help these guys promote more." He joked, "and seek marriage by the way."

Song Ran also joked and said with a reward: "Then I'll help, what benefits can the team give me?"

Luo Zhan thought about it and said, "This is the case. If you like anyone in this camp, no matter who it is, as long as you are not married, you will speak up and the organization will make arrangements for you!"

"Wow!" A group of soldiers shouted loudly.

Song Ran's face turned red in an instant.

Li Zan sat by the field and quietly glanced at Song Ran. Her face turned red like a little tomato.

Luo Zhan smiled: "Why are you blushing? Could it be that you really like who you are? Say, I'll make the decision for you."

Song Ran frowned: "Political Commissar, do you have any serious business? I'll leave if I'm fine!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, go into the office."

Luo Zhan turned around and entered the room. A group of soldiers who were familiar with Song Ran refused to let go and sat on the ground and whistled. Song Ran turned around and glared at them, picked up a piece of mud and smashed them towards Soldier A.

"Oh my God!" Soldier A was quick-witted and raised his hand to block it. The mud chunk broke and exploded, and the largest piece hit Li Zan's head beside him.

"..." Li Zan looked innocent and opened his eyes slightly at Song Ran.

Song Ran: “…”

She turned her head into the office without saying a word.

Li Zan lowered his head and slowly fiddled with the mud on his hair. As he brushed it, the corners of his lips bent.

On the side, the comrades were extremely happy and whispered and chatted privately.

Soldier A: "Hey, do you think reporter Song is very cute?"

Soldier B: "I've discovered it long ago, I'm so stupid; I can't help but laugh, and I blush when I tease it."
To be continued...