Chasing the Deer Diary [Rebirth]

The condition of the embassy was not much better than that of their branch. The bomb exploded 50 meters in front of the main entrance. It was so powerful that the air wave was enough to overturn all the arrangements in the courtyard. Most of the whole building collapsed without a single glass window.

The guards saw him from a distance and came over with guns in hand.Zhu Lu hurriedly issued his press card, but the guards didn't chase him away, but they didn't let him approach any more, they glanced at him with cold eyes.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Zhu Lu said.

The guard looked at him in surprise, then at the camera beside him.

"I have friends who may be inside, and I want to help." By the way, take a few more photos.Zhu Lu swallowed the second half of the sentence.

The guard's attitude softened a bit, but he still shook his head firmly: "No way. Someone is searching and rescue, please rest assured."

Zhu Lu could only wait outside with his neck stretched out, taking pictures of the current situation of the embassy like other journalists outside.

"Little Zhu!"

Zhu Lu looked back and saw that it was Editor-in-Chief Hu, "Editor-in-Chief! Are you all right?"

"It's okay. Before the car arrived at the embassy, ​​something happened here. We quickly turned around and were near the branch. How is Xiao Yang? He sent you a letter and never came back." Editor-in-Chief Hu said while panting heavily. gas.

Zhu Lu felt chills down his spine, "I didn't see Editor-in-Chief Yang. We hid in the basement for more than eight hours, and then I ran out to check the situation."

"Didn't see Xiao Yang?" Editor-in-Chief Hu's eyes widened, "No, I have to go back and have a look. You should stay here and watch."

"Okay. Editor-in-Chief, there is still some chaos at the branch office, please be careful." Zhu Lu said.

Editor-in-Chief Hu didn't care to speak, waved his hand, and ran back.

Half an hour later, there was a bang from the collapsed part of the main building.

Everyone inside and out was shocked, and the second landslide is definitely not a good thing.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of shouts from inside: "Save people, hurry up! The captain is inside! Hurry up!"

The word captain made Zhu Lu almost suffocate.

team leader?Which captain?Could it be him?

Zhu Lu unconsciously clenched his camera belt tightly and stood by the gate.

"Carry it out, carry it out, there is too much dust, carry it to the car!" Someone commanded.

Before coming, Zhu Lu thought about how he would react if he saw Lu Yunxiu covered in blood. At that time, he felt his legs go weak just thinking about it.

Later, when he met Lu Yunxiu four years later in the branch, he felt that his worries were unnecessary, and he trusted Lu Yunxiu more than himself.

But when he saw the person carried out on the stretcher, he felt that he was wrong again.

Human life is too fragile.

Lu Yunxiu was unconscious on the stretcher, his clothes were soaked in blood, and his head and shoulders were covered with fleshy skin.

The surrounding reporters rushed forward, and the quick-response reporter had already pressed the shutter...

Zhu Lu suddenly understood why the guard's attitude was so cold when he showed his press card.

"Stop! Can't shoot!" Zhu Lu shouted, leaning over to block Lu Yunxiu.

Lu Yunxiu is different from others. If this kid really belongs to the special forces, it will definitely be a difficult problem if his photos leak out, no matter it is for the country or for him personally.

Zhu Lu first took off his coat and put it on Lu Yunxiu's face, looking like a dead body saying goodbye, he couldn't care less.

He snatched the camera of the reporter in the front row, popped out his memory card, and said unquestionably: "I will return the photo to you after deleting it, or I will crush it now." The energy came out immediately.

That reporter is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he is about to curse when he raises his eyebrows.

The guard who escorted Lu Yunxiu out snatched the memory card from Zhu Lu's hand without saying a word, crushed it, then pointed at the reporter and said seriously: "If you take another photo, it's leaking state secrets."

The reporter was dumbfounded, and the people around quickly put away their cameras.

The guard saluted Zhu Lu and asked Lu Yunxiu to carry him into the car.

"Wait, can I follow?" Zhu Lu asked.

Just as the guard was about to speak, Zhu Lu already saw the meaning of refusal from his expression, and said first: "I know him, and I grew up with him. So I can guess who he is, and I can also guess who you are. identity. Not a threat, I just want to help take care of him."

In addition to Lu Yunxiu, there were two wounded on the car, and only one nurse was too busy to touch the ground.

The guard frowned, ignored him and returned to the inner courtyard.

Is this... the default?

Zhu Lu was still hesitating, but the little nurse over there had already waved to him, "Come up soon, wash your hands and disinfect, and give me the knife."

Zhu Lu immediately took action.

With the joint efforts of the two, the emergency treatment went much smoother.While treating Lu Yunxiu's wound, Zhu Lu tried his best not to kiss him in front of others.

"The wound is almost done, it's just..." The little nurse breathed a sigh of relief, but her brows did not relax.

"Worried about infection?" Zhu Lu asked.

The nurse nodded, "Also, there may be new wounded, but the serum is not enough."

"Not enough?" Zhu Lu straightened up all of a sudden, which was a terrible thing.

Not to mention the new wounded, the old wounded also need to change their dressings.

"Where is your medical station, where should I go?" Zhu Lu said hesitantly.

The nurse shook her head, "No way. The first and second batch of wounded are there, so they must not be rich. The second medical station is too far away, and you need to drive to get there."

"I'll drive there." Zhu Lu said.

"Then what do we do here?" the nurse sighed.

Zhu Lu misses Uncle Feng very much, and any problems can be arranged properly by just talking to Steward Feng. There are Plan A, B, and C for everything, and there has never been such a situation where I don't know what to do.

"You tell me where it is, and I will find a car to get it by myself. Believe me, I have a solution." Zhu Lu said.

The medical station is not confidential. After the nurse finished telling the address, she said worriedly: "Wait a little longer, I will tell Team Lei."

"I can't wait." Zhu Lu opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

The little nurse stopped him, "Is your phone still working? What's the phone number?"

Zhu Lu had no choice but to turn back, and the two added information to each other.

He didn't know that this little nurse was called Wenyan, but he didn't know that ten years later, this little nurse would become an internationally renowned Doctor Without Borders.

Zhu Lu's heart is full of serum now, he said that having a plan is not a lie.

With his waist bent, he ran back quickly all the way.

When he returned to the branch, the basement was empty.The surrounding situation also calmed down, and there has been no gunshots.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of looking for other editors, he found the van buried in the planks and dust.

This was the car that Zhu Lu planned to take them to the embassy at the time, but Zhu Lu drove them into the yard and hid them in a hurry.

He praised his original foresight.

After simply cleaning up the sundries covered in the car, he started the fire and drove out of the branch, heading for the second medical station.

In a small two-story building not far away, Lu Zhen saw a car driving out of the branch by the window, and asked in surprise: "There are still cars in our yard? Editor-in-Chief, a car drove out just now."

Others gathered around, "Like a Chinese, could it be Xiao Yang?"

Lu Zhen quickly set up the binoculars, "No, I look like that little bastard Zhu Lu."

It's a pity that even if Lu Zhen found out, it was too late to stop him. Zhu Lu, who was sitting on a rocket, had already disappeared.

Zhu Lu's driving skills were demonstrated on the off-road field. With a vague direction, he rushed to the second medical station in a rampant manner while maintaining a steady pace.

This place is a little far from the center of Kabul, so it was less affected by the conflict and there were not many casualties, but the staff were mainly local doctors and nurses from country A.

Zhu Lu explained in his half-baked Pashto for a long time, until they found a Chinese.

The serum was handed over to him happily, but the communication wasted a lot of time.

He simply delayed a little longer and asked for a shortcut before leaving.

This road is indeed much easier than just now, and it takes another quarter of an hour to return to the embassy.

Just as he relaxed a little, the wheels hit something, and half of the car was jacked up.

Only then did he hear a loud bang, and at the same time, the van turned over completely, with all four wheels spinning upside down.

Five or six people from country A wearing turbans immediately gathered around and muttered something.

Zhu Lu, who was lying down, vaguely saw the guns they were holding from the window of the car, and knew that they didn't come here to save him after hearing the noise.

He could only curse in his heart: Niang Xipi's IED!

When Zhu Lu woke up again, he felt pain all over his body before opening his eyes.

I can't feel where I was injured, and the bones are like falling apart.

What happened to that batch of serum?he thought worriedly.

But when he opened his eyes, everything in front of him made him no longer care about the serum.

In the dark shabby room, only the small rectangular windows on the top row let in the glare of light. After adapting to the light, he found that there were many people here with their hands and feet tied up like him, and they were all black-haired and black-eyed Orientals. people.

Several people noticed that he was awake, but they just looked at him silently, without any intention of stepping forward to ask.

"Where is this?" Zhu Lu reluctantly asked in a low voice.

He nudged the man next to him with his elbow, and the man was startled, and kept bowing his head in apology.

"How did you get here?" He asked the man in a low voice.

The man looked up at him blankly, then shook his head.

Zhu Lu's heart skipped a beat, these are not drugged to make them stupid and crazy, right?

Then I found that the man's face looked very familiar.

"You are..." Zhu Lu carefully identified from his dirty face, and then looked around at the people around him, and found that several people looked familiar.

"Don't ask, he doesn't understand Chinese." The woman opposite him suddenly said coldly.

Zhu Lu was shocked and understood instantly, "He is Japanese? You are hostages!"

Stretching his neck and counting, there are not thirteen people, now counting him fourteen.

What kind of shit luck is this, to be blown into the hostage den.

Zhu Lu didn't know whether to cry or laugh now. He discovered the big news, not only could it not be passed on, but it was not far from sacrifice.

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The second volume will try to finish around chapter [-]~