The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng and the other three were accompanied by photographers.

These three photojournalists are professionals. The three war reporters who died are temporarily filled by Xia Meng and the others. Since they are not professionals, they can leave when the professionals come.

The photojournalist who partners with Xia Meng is a young man in his twenties named Yang Guang!

Yang Guang has dark skin, but is unexpectedly handsome. He likes to laugh, showing his big white teeth when he smiles, and he looks very enthusiastic.

They followed a company transporting supplies to the front line. On the way, Xia Meng saw that every little soldier was carrying a gun, and asked Wang Xiaochun in a low voice, "Don't we have guns?"

Wang Xiaochun understood that Xia Meng had just joined the art troupe and didn’t understand many things, so he quietly explained to Xia Meng,

"Although we are a cultural troupe, we still have to train every day. We all know how to shoot guns. It's just that war reporters are special professions and don't carry guns."

Generally speaking, war reporters are neutral parties who aim to report battlefield news, so war reporters generally will not be attacked when the two sides are fighting, but... this does not mean that war reporters will not be injured.

Even some Sakura Country devils, not to mention war reporters, will still massacre civilians, so it depends on whether the warring parties have conscience, or whether they respect the treaty.

Yang Guang walked beside Xia Meng with a camera hanging around his neck.

Xia Meng asked Yang Guang, "I have never been a reporter and my education is not high. What if I don't do well?"

The original owner did not have a high degree of education, but Xia Meng had gone to college.

Yang Guang comforted Xia Meng with a smile, without the slightest hint of impatience in his tone.

"It doesn't matter. We just need to record what happened truthfully. If you don't understand or don't know something, you can ask me."

Xia Meng had a good impression of Yang Guang and nodded, "Thank you."

Yang Guang touched his head in embarrassment, his cheeks were slightly red, and he whispered,

"We are all comrades-in-arms, as we should be. Don't be polite to me."

The dirt road was narrow and muddy. In order to transport as much supplies as possible, in addition to transport vehicles, there were also many horses. The supplies were put on the horses and led by soldiers.

The trampled dirt road was lined with weeds and shrubs that were taller than a person. The shrubs were fluttering in the wind, and they were so dense that they were like large nets with invisible gaps. They were so dense and boundless that they seriously hindered people's sight.

When the wind blows, the rustling sound of the noisy shrubs colliding with each other and beating against each other covers up the small sounds, making people alert and not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Xia Meng looked around and frowned involuntarily. This environment was perfect for Tibetans to ambush.

Just as Xia Meng was thinking this, a strong sense of uneasiness came over him. The feeling of being stared at by the god of death swept through his body instantly, paralyzing Xia Meng's body for a moment, and soon the alarm bells started ringing in his heart!

Xia Meng subconsciously grabbed Wang Xiaochun's arm next to her.

Xia Meng may not have realized it, but Wang Xiaochun felt that Xia Meng's face looked terribly ugly at this moment, and the hand holding her arm was so strong that she felt a sting.

Xia Meng's uneasiness was conveyed to Wang Xiaochun, who asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Xia Meng, did you discover something?"

Xia Meng pursed her lips, looked around with alert eyes, and said in a slightly solemn tone, "Something's wrong, there may be an ambush around, we have to be careful."

"Ah?" Wang Xiaochun exclaimed slightly, but did not panic. He quickly calmed down and held Xia Meng's hand.

"Xia Meng, did you discover something? Should we tell Captain Sun?"

Captain Sun is the person in charge of transporting supplies, and he is not far in front of Xia Meng.

Xia Meng didn't notice anything was wrong, but her intuition told her that there was danger!

It was precisely because there was no evidence that Xia Meng didn't know if Captain Sun would believe her if she said it?

Xia Meng hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to say it, but just when Xia Meng was about to go find Captain Sun...

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Countless bullets came from all directions with a whistling sound.

With a 'bang' sound, it penetrated into the soldier's body and exploded into a ball of blood. As the blood spattered, the soldier fell to the ground.

"Get down! Get down!"

"Hidden!" Captain Sun shouted loudly while holding a machine gun to fight back.

These soldiers were very young, many of them were even new recruits. Although they had been trained, it was their first time on the battlefield. Amidst the hail of bullets, their comrades who had just been alive and chatting and laughing around them fell to the ground and died in an instant, and they panicked subconsciously.

Not many people can remain calm when faced with such a cruel and bloody scene for the first time.

However, the soldiers were very disciplined, and under the command of Captain Sun, they quickly began to fight back.

However, the enemy is obviously more familiar with the terrain, and there are ambushes from all directions. The bullets are accompanied by sparks like meteors, carrying a terrifying bloody power, turning this space into a purgatory on earth in the blink of an eye.

The car tires were blown out and the war horses fell to the ground after being hit. The remaining war horses were frightened and fled in all directions regardless of the situation.

The enemy was hiding in the dark, blocked by countless weeds and shrubs, and their whereabouts could not be discovered for a while.

Suddenly, there was a 'boom', and a flame spurted out, instantly igniting the surrounding weeds and shrubs. The fire rose and turned into a wall of fire almost instantly.

The enemies screamed and ran out of the weeds and shrubs. Each one was wrapped in flames and turned into fireballs. The heart-rending screams turned into a pile of charcoal.

The moment the gunfire rang out, Xia Meng took Wang Xiaochun and bent down to hide in a dense place with weeds and shrubs.

Yang Guang responded quickly, but his first reaction was to go see Xia Meng. He was relieved when he saw that Xia Meng had taken Wang Xiaochun and hid.

This was the first time Ma Shanshan had seen such a scene. She looked pale and motionless with fear as she looked at the soldier who was less than three meters away from her and whose body had been blown into pieces by a grenade.

Yang Guang quickly pounced on Ma Shanshan.

The moment the two fell down, countless bullets flew past the bodies and scalps of Yang Guang and Ma Shanshan.

If they were even one second slower, Ma Shanshan would be beaten into pieces.

Xia Meng didn't have a gun on him, so he could only hide temporarily.

"Ah! My leg! My leg!"

A soldier was shot in both legs, and a small part of his right leg was shot off. As blood spurted out, the white bones were visible to the naked eye.

The soldier fell in the middle of the road and would soon be hit by bullets if he was not saved.

Xia Meng didn't hesitate and ran over immediately...

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The dense bullets flew past Xia Meng's body. When the bullets passed by, Xia Meng could even feel the temperature of the bullets and the dull 'pop' sound it made when it penetrated the flesh.

Every bullet is like a death, Xia Meng is simply dancing among the death.

Xia Meng gritted his teeth and dragged the little warrior to the weeds and bushes.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaochun immediately took out a tourniquet from his bag and wrapped it tightly around the soldier's injured legs that were bleeding profusely. Circle after circle, he wrapped the limbs tightly to prevent arterial bleeding.

Thanks to the help at the rescue center two days ago, Wang Xiaochun's movements were fast and effective. Although her face was pale, her speed did not suffer at all.

The bleeding from the soldier's legs gradually slowed down. Wang Xiaochun and Xia Meng looked at each other and slowly showed a relieved smile.