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Text Chapter 1826 War Correspondent Dong Huilan

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    Locan Airport is only about 20 minutes away from Baguio.  There is only one 3,200-meter long runway here. It was built less than a year ago due to strategic needs, and it is now controlled by the rebels.

    Baguio is a tourist city, and there is still a lot of passenger traffic at the airport every year.  But now in the small airport, apart from the heavily armed soldiers, there are only two or three kittens walking in a hurry.  And now those who have the courage to go to Baguio are almost all journalists from various countries.

    A small propeller passenger plane taking off from the Zamboanga International Airport in Mindanao was flying in the sky. A Chinese young man in his twenties who looked very handsome and sunny pushed the woman beside him who was resting on a chair.

    "Sister Dong, Baguio is coming soon!"

    This woman is Dong Huilan. Yang Luo was injured a year ago and went to Japan to take care of Yang Luo.  Later, Yang Luo's plan in Japan was launched, and he was afraid that something would happen to her, so he forcibly ordered her to leave with Jobs.  For more than a year, she had tried to contact Yang Luo, but the previous phone number had become empty.  She also returned to China during the holidays to look for him, but with her little understanding of Yang Luo, it was impossible to find him. In the end, she could only return to the United States sadly.

    This time, the Philippines was hit by a terrorist attack, and then the United States, Japan, the United Kingdom, and more than a dozen countries suddenly announced their intervention, further escalating the situation, so she took the initiative to go to the Philippines for an interview.  Because she had also seen the video of the terrorists negotiating with the President of the United States and the Prime Minister of Japan, she had a feeling, and this feeling was very strong, that the arrogant and somewhat neurotic terrorist was probably Yang Luo.

    Dong Huilan opened her eyes and looked at the entire cabin. It was empty. Except for her two assistants, there were two British people who were also her companions.  Although there were only five of them on the plane except for the flight attendant, the two parties had not communicated with each other, so the entire journey was quiet, even a bit depressing.

    Dong Huilan stretched and rubbed his tired face.  After changing planes three times and sitting for more than 20 hours, I was really exhausted.

    "What time is it now!" Dong Huilan asked in a hoarse voice.

    Another fat girl with glasses and short hair looked at her watch: "It's half past eleven at night."

    Dong Huilan nodded and looked out the window.  The night sky outside was dotted with stars, and neon lights were flashing on the ground. His eyes became a little vague, and he murmured: "I don't know if I can see him again here."

    "Sister Dong, what did you say?" the fat girl asked without hearing clearly.

    Dong Huilan came back to her senses and smiled: "Nothing!"

    The plane was still flying, and it had not landed for more than 20 minutes. Dong Huilan said doubtfully: "Why hasn't it landed yet? Is there something wrong with the plane?"

    Her words made the two assistants immediately nervous. Even the two British people seemed nervous.

    The young people hurriedly called the flight attendant, and then they learned that there were two military planes that were going to land at Luokan Airport. The plane they were traveling on had to give way to the waterway, and the plane was not allowed to land until the two military planes landed.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but the announcement on the plane rang, reminding passengers to fasten their seat belts and the plane was about to land.

    Dong Huilan fastened her seat belt and said softly to the young man: "Get your miniature camera ready. There may be unexpected surprises when you get off the plane, but don't turn on the flash."

    The young man glanced out the window: "If you don't turn on the flash, the effect will be very poor."

    Dong Huilan said: "The effect is almost irrelevant. If we turn on the flash, we will be in big trouble."

    The young man was very disapproving, but said nothing more.  After all, Dong Huilan is his immediate boss, and the ability of a Chinese to gain a foothold in the United States in a very influential newspaper like the Wall Street Journal is inseparable from Dong Huilan's care.

    More than ten minutes later, the plane landed smoothly. Dong Huilan winked at the two assistants, then put the big backpack behind her back and dragged her suitcase towards the cabin door.  As soon as you step out of the cabin, you feel like you are in an island country. From the gangway, you can see that the runway is built along the seaside, and there are some small thatched pavilions for resting on the side, giving it a tropical feel.

    She stood at the cabin door and took a deep breath of the salty air, then looked at the two large planes parked not far away.  She was not a professional war reporter and did not know the models of the two planes, but she did recognize the patterns on the planes. They were the Soviet flags.  Under the two large planes, nearly a hundred fully armed soldiers stood neatly. Even if they were tens of meters apart, they could still feel the powerful and oppressive chilling atmosphere.

    The eyes of the young man and the fat girl lit up, and they were excited and took pictures with their miniature cameras.  At this moment, white rays of light flashed behind them, especiallyBut in the night, it looks very dazzling.

    Dong Huilan's face changed, and she cursed angrily: "What an idiot!" After that, she whispered to the young man, "Stop taking pictures, hurry up and hide the camera!"

    The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he saw an off-road vehicle driving rapidly in the distance, followed by a harsh brake sound, and four soldiers with submachine guns got out of the off-road vehicle.

    The young man¡¯s expression changed, he hid behind Dong Huilan, and hurriedly took out the memory card from the camera and put it in his mouth.

    When they walked down the spiral staircase, two soldiers raised their guns at the same time, and two soldiers outside shouted: "Open all suitcases and backpacks and accept inspection."

    The fat girl and the young man were very nervous. They had never seen such a scene before, especially being pointed at a gun. It was not a pleasant feeling.

    Dong Huilan smiled slightly and patted the two people's shoulders to express comfort.  Then he obediently opened his backpack and suitcase, took off the camera hanging around his neck and handed it to a soldier.

    Dong Huilan was so aware of current affairs that the soldier was very satisfied.  I carefully checked the suitcase and backpack, especially the photos in the camera. I looked through them one by one. When I saw that they were just some landscape photos, I gave them back to Dong Huilan.  Another soldier was checking the young man and the fat girl. Of course, the most important thing was the miniature camera he found on the young man. He found that there was no memory card in it. Then he searched the young man very carefully, including his shoes and  They took off their socks, but still couldn't find the prohibited items, so they reluctantly let Dong Huilan and the others leave.

    Because the airport is not big, it looks very compact. The so-called terminal building is just a small row of bungalows.  At the entrance of the airport, soldiers and military vehicles with loaded ammunition were standing guard.  Of course, it is impossible for such a micro airport to have an airport bus, so the three of them could only walk towards the airport exit with two legs.

    They walked not far away when they heard a quarrel behind them.  The three of them looked back and saw the two British men swearing angrily and loudly, being escorted into a car by four soldiers and then speeding past them.

    The fat girl looked at the off-road vehicle speeding by, patted her chest as if it were stuffed with two basketballs, and said with a frightened expression: "It scared me to death!" Then she looked at Dong Huilan and said with admiration, "Sister Dong, it's you again.  You have the foresight, otherwise we will suffer the same fate as those two fools."

    The young man sighed and said: "This is experience!"

    The fat girl smiled and said: "You are still too young, just learn from the leader. There is a lot of knowledge here, especially war reporters like us, who not only need courage but also brains."

    Dong Huilan looked back at the two large planes in the distance and the soldiers standing neatly below, quickened her pace and said, "Hurry up, it's safe only after we leave the airport."

    The three of them arrived at the immigration office, which was in a small bungalow next to the airport exit. The inspection was not strict, especially since the three of them were Americans and reporters from the Wall Street Journal, and they were quickly let go.

    There are no buses in Baguio. The only way to go out is to take a taxi or take a jeepney.  Like a bus, but private.  This kind of car has no doors or windows. Except for the roof, it is open, and the door is opened at the back. There are two rows of benches in the car. You can sit facing each other from the back door. You can stop when someone waves to you, and you can get off at any time.  car.

    Dong Huilan and the three walked out of the airport. Apart from jeepneys and taxis, the most popular ones were tricycles.  When they saw Dong Huilan, the three foreigners all gathered around her. Even the taxi drivers who usually disdain to solicit customers started competing with jeepneys and tricycles because of the war and the bleak business.

    Dong Huilan had a headache from the noise. Just when she was about to find a car to leave, she heard a familiar yet unfamiliar accent.

    "Three of you, are you Chinese?"

    Dong Huilan pushed away a guy in front of her and saw a van parked on the side of the road with a middle-aged couple standing beside the car.  It's hard to tell which country the man is from, he seems to be of mixed race.  You can tell at a glance that the woman is Chinese. This is the woman who just spoke. She is not pretty, but her eyes when looking at Dong Huilan are very sincere.

    Dong Huilan smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, we are all Chinese."

    The woman was very happy to hear Dong Huilan's words and said enthusiastically: "Where are you going? I will see you off."

    Dong Huilan did not refuse and asked two assistants to get into the van.  This made the taxi, tricycle and jeepney drivers very dissatisfied, but looking at the soldiers patrolling in the distance, no one dared to go there and cause trouble.

    In the van, the woman stretched out her hand to shake Dong Huilan's hand: "Hello, my name is Dida, my ancestral home is Shishi City, Fujian Province." Then she introduced the middle-aged man driving the car, "This is my husband, his name is Linnell."?A quarter of Chinese descent.  "

    Dong Huilan said: "Hello, my name is Dong Huilan. I am from Cantonese. I immigrated to New York when I was eleven years old. I am now a reporter for the Wall Street Journal." Then he introduced the young man and the fat girl, "His name is Yan Penghui, and her name is Liu Zhuzhu.  , Yes assistant, also my fellow Guangdong guy.¡±

    Dida suddenly said: "No wonder you came to Baguio at this time, it turns out you are a reporter."

    Dida is a very talkative woman. She said that Baguio is now occupied by rebels and the whole city is in chaos. When she saw Dong Huilan and three Chinese people at the airport exit, she was afraid of being in danger, so she asked three people to get in the car.

    At this time, Yan Penghui had already taken out the memory card from his mouth, wiped it on his body, then took Dong Huilan's camera, replaced the memory card, and checked the effect of the photo shooting.

    "Sister Dong, look at it, the effect is not bad."

    Dong Huilan tilted her head and glanced, then grabbed the camera, enlarged the photo, and looked at the silhouette in the photo, with a smile on her face.  Although it was not very clear and it was still a silhouette, she was still sure that this silhouette was the guy who had been lingering in her mind
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