Occupational challenge: Let you challenge, not let you die!

Chapter 25 Government Army Territory!Damascus!

When Su Chen returned to the room, Lin Yuran was getting food for the child.

Zhao Rulong looked at Su Chen in shock.

Noticing Zhao Rulong's gaze, Su Chen said calmly, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Zhao Rulong shook his head with a strange expression.

Then he handed the camera to Su Chen and said, "Brother Su, I just took pictures of your behavior."

Su Chen took the camera and flipped it around a few times.

In the camera, the little boy is dying, the vulture is beating its claws awkwardly, and the greedy light is shining in its eyes.

Then a spear struck the vulture like lightning, pinning it to the ground.

The vulture had panic in its eyes and struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Then, Su Chen picked up the little boy with a cold and handsome face.

Zhao Rulong said excitedly: "Brother Su, now half of my photographer's challenge has been completed!"

"These photos directly fulfill the two challenge requirements!"

Su Chen handed the camera back to him and nodded.

The difficulty of being a war photographer is not high.

This profession is actually the duty of a war correspondent.

However, because war reporters are unable to do both when reporting in some places and environments, there are war photographers who report with war reporters.

The same goes for translation.

Lin Yuran came back with the little boy in her arms. In her hand was a syringe with silver liquid flowing inside.

【Emergency syringe】

【Rating: C】

[Source: Volunteer Association]

【Available times: 2/3】

[Effect: After injection, some physical energy can be restored and immunity can be enhanced by 20% for 30 minutes]

[Remarks: The ordinary equipment distributed by the Volunteer Association is of little value...]

Lin Yuran put the little boy on the sofa, pushed the syringe, and the silver liquid was injected into the little boy's body.

The little boy's eyelashes fluttered twice, and his breathing became steady.

After doing this, Lin Yuran breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "My life is saved."

The audience also breathed a sigh of relief before the live broadcast.

"Great! Miss Yuran is the best!"

"As expected of an elite challenger who specializes in medical treatment!"

"Miss Yuran is an elite challenger, so what is Brother Su?"

"Top challenger?"

"It's too ugly!"

Su Chen nodded, picked up a small notebook and sat next to the little boy, holding a writer's pen in his hand, and began to record his report.

Zhao Rulong seized the opportunity and hurriedly photographed this scene.

After a few minutes, the little boy woke up.

Lin Yuran fed the soaked bread to the little boy.

When the little boy finished eating, he regained his energy.

Looking at the three Chinese people sitting around him, the little boy smiled: "Thank you...thank you..."

A pair of pure and weak eyes looked at Su Chen and the others, as if they wanted to remember the appearance of the three of them forever.

Lin Yuran rubbed the little boy's head.

Su Chen still looked calm.

Zhao Rulong followed with a smirk.

The little boy took out a beautiful glass ball from his tattered pocket and handed it to Su Chen.

Su Chen took it expressionlessly.

【Ding! 】

【Congratulations!You have received an item of goodwill! 】

[Add a chance to draw props when the script is settled! 】

As soon as Su Chen took the glass ball, the mechanical sound of challenging the system sounded in his mind.

Su Chen smiled slightly and put the glass ball away.

Most of his challenge requirements have been completed...

……

a few days later.

With a huge roar, most of Aleppo's walls collapsed simultaneously.

Black flames shot up into the sky.

The flames of war filled the air, cries were everywhere, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder spread in the air.

Su Chen and the other three were sitting on an off-road vehicle, looking at Aleppo that had been bombed by bombs, and felt a wave of emotion in their hearts.

"Let's go." Su Chen came back to his senses and said.

He took out the battle map again.

With the retreat of the rebels, Aleppo is no longer the biggest red spot and is dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Here, it is no longer dangerous...

"bass……"

The car was hit, Zhao Rulong sighed a little.

In the past few days, they went deep into the battlefield every day, interviewed the wounded, and recorded the battle situation.

I have a somewhat open mind about life and death.

Just as the three were about to leave.

The leader of the Aleppo rebels approached several people.

He was dressed in a shabby yellow camouflage uniform, with a beard all over his face, and vicissitudes and deep eyes in his eyes.

"Zhao!"

Seeing him, Zhao Rulong quickly took out a clove of garlic from his pocket and chewed it in his mouth, then got out of the car and hugged him enthusiastically.

Zhao Rulong has established a very good relationship with the rebel leaders in the past few days.

"Zhao! I know you guys are leaving..."

"Take it, this is my gift to you."

"Syrian doctor's license, you'll need it along the way."

The rebel leader held three paper certificates and handed them to Zhao Rulong.

Zhao Rulong was shocked and quickly took it.

There was seriousness in his eyes.

A Syrian doctor license is useful!
"Thank you! My best friend!" Zhao Rulong hugged him again.

"No! I am also very grateful to you. You must be careful not to be caught by the government forces along the way. Otherwise, the outcome will be really unpredictable..."

"We'll keep an eye out! Thank you! My friend!"

Zhao Rulong and the rebel leader embraced again.

This caused the audience in the live broadcast room to start thinking about what Zhao Rulong had done...

Zhao Rulong's fans were also lost in thought, obviously he didn't do anything...

Zhao Rulong got on the car, handed the three doctor's licenses to the two of them, grinned widely and said, "Hey, now our safety can at least be guaranteed..."

He smiled triumphantly, waiting for their compliments.

But the two of them ignored him at all. Lin Yuran checked the doctor's license, while Su Chen took out the war map and started looking for the next biggest red spot.

"Hey! Don't you want to publish something?"

Su Chen smiled in a dignified manner and said, "Well done..."

Lin Yuran: "..."

Zhao Rulong was speechless: "Brother Su! Don't think that I don't know that you are perfunctory with me!"

Su Chen laid the war map flat between the three of them: "Let's go here."

"Hey! I'm talking to you!" Zhao Rulong collapsed completely.

Lin Yuran nodded and said, "Okay."

"Pigwolf, go to Damascus."

"My name is Rulong, not a pig wolf! It's been a few days! Can you remember it for me?" Zhao Rulong fell into despair.

"Okay." Su Chen nodded seriously.

"Don't be so serious about perfunctory me!"

Zhao Rulong started the car in grief and indignation, and started on the road.

The off-road vehicle was driving on an asphalt road that was as curved as a long snake. The surrounding khaki Gobi was endless, and the sand was dotted with bits of dark green.

After a long journey, several people finally arrived in Damascus.

Buildings collapsing to the ground, pedestrians passing by in a hurry, a woman wearing a black veil crying...

Looking at the gray city that was almost the same as Aleppo, the mood of the few people did not change much.

The entire land of Syria is at war.

You won't be surprised if you're used to seeing this.

After finding the parking lot, Zhao Rulong had just parked the car when a fluent English message came from the side.

"Hey! Are you 'doctors'?"

(End of this chapter)