Tang Song subconsciously stood in front of Ye Tianxin.

"Who are you? We are just war correspondents from the Empire, in charge of interviews."

Tang Song handed the battlefield press card to the opponent.

After receiving the battlefield press card, the other side glanced at the content on it, and walked in front of Ye Tianxin.

Behind Ye Tianxin, several guns were aimed at.

She hardly doubted that if she dared to make a move, the other party would definitely pull the trigger.

"It's okay, Tang Song."

Ye Tianxin stretched out her hand and gently patted Tang Song on the shoulder.

With so many people and guns at the same time, Ye Tianxin certainly can't go head-to-head.

Do what you can, this is the survival wisdom everyone should know.

Tang Song was extremely nervous. He had been here for such a long time, and naturally he had encountered various dangerous things.

But like today, it was the first time that someone held his head with a gun.

Tang Song's palm was covered with fine sweat.

He thought to himself, it's over.

Today is really over.

They were taken away, and he might be fine, but the worst result was being killed.

But Ye Tianxin is different.

Ye Tianxin is a girl, and these beasts here can even do child marriage.

The status of women here is too low.

Ye Tianxin and Tang Song were stuffed into a truck, and four real guns were aimed at Ye Tianxin.

Perhaps, these men can also see that Ye Tianxin is a relatively important person, while Tang and Song is a weak chicken.

Ye Tianxin sat next to Tang Song. She looked at Tang Song's nervous expression and persuaded, "It's okay, don't be nervous."

What can you do?

For Ye Tianxin, there is really nothing wrong.

To put it in a nasty sentence, the head fell off and the bowl was a big scar.

It's not that she has never died.

People who have died once, what are they afraid of?

She.

It's like someone who crawled out of hell.

Such a person has a hard life.

Most people can't help her.

Her life must be held in her own hands.

Her life has just begun.

"Ye Tianxin, if they do anything to you, I will kill you..."

Tang Song struggled inwardly for a long time before uttering this sentence.

Ye Tianxin patted Tang Song on the shoulder like a big sister.

"When I came, I didn't even write a suicide note. Do you know why?"

"why?"

Ye Tianxin pretended to look deeply at the distant scenery.

"Because I will go back alive."

Those who go back alive naturally do not need to write a suicide note.

Tang Song looked at Ye Tianxin's face seriously. He couldn't tell whether Ye Tianxin was confident or... arrogant?

Or maybe, does she know, what does it mean here?

Death, in this land, is simpler than usual.

"Trust me, I will let you go back and propose."

After Ye Tianxin finished speaking, her head suddenly tilted, and one hand grabbed the gun against the back of her head, followed by a sudden and measured critical attack, bringing down the people behind.

She is extremely fast.

Originally, these people were temporary teams and had not received any professional training, and they had not thought about the threats these two reporters would pose to them.

But Ye Tianxin is different.

Ye Tianxin is an army master flower who was taught by two army soldiers.

Her skill may be against those of Li Qingcang's level, and there is still a little gap, but against these little shrimps.

That is definitely more than enough.