Chapter 462

"Ah!~" Miluni obviously didn't expect the other party to reply like this, and replied from surprise, "Then can I call you Mr. Bruce, right?" Miluni found that her charm was not enough to make this soldier open her eyes like an open pocket. Her blue eyes turned, and she had another plan.

"Yes! Miss Miluni!" The soldier nodded, maintaining the gentlemanly calmness. It was a very pleasant thing to talk to a beautiful female reporter.

"Can you sign me?! I admire you so much! You are like a hero on the battlefield." Female reporter Miluni plans to retreat to advance, win the other party's favor little by little, and then draw out the news topics she needs. With the fanaticism of her job, Miluni is no less than an excellent commander at work, and uses various skills to conquer one difficult position after another.

"Okay!~"

In front of Miluni, this soldier was like an unguarded road at this moment and was about to be quietly captured.

After taking Miss Miluni's Parker pen, the soldier wrote his name straight on the notebook presented by Miluni, and returned it to her with a smile.

"Thank you so much!" Miluni nodded, feeling a little nervous. Even if the interview was not successful, it would not be a waste of time to leave the hero's autograph.

When she turned her gaze back to her notebook and enjoyed the hero's handwriting well, she was suddenly stunned! It seemed as if she had been imposed on a fixed body.

"Miluni, what's wrong with you!?"

"Hi Miluni, why don't you talk?"

Seeing the beautiful reporter who was traveling with the Associated Press suddenly said nothing and stared at his notebook with his eyes straight, Times reporter Murdoch, Washington, and New York Times reporter Harry Jackson, found something abnormal.

"Hi? What did you do to her?!" Murdoch looked at the soldier with hostility, and he thought that the soldier must have done something.

Suddenly, he noticed the smell of gunpowder between the two men. Miluni came to his senses and pulled Murdoch away and said angrily: "Oh, no, don't, Murdoch, don't do this!"

"Mr. Bruce, I don't think it's funny to joke like this at all?" Miluny handed the signed notebook back to the soldier with a frosty face.

It was then that the two reporters Murdoch and Harry saw the contents on their notebooks clearly.

Three square Chinese characters, three characters recognize them. But they cannot recognize these three characters. The two looked at each other, staring at each other, confused, but what is certain is that it is definitely not the full spelling of "Bruce" that the soldier said before.

The female reporter of Ta Kung Pao next to him, Jasmine also saw the three Chinese characters, yes! The square Chinese characters: "Fan Guowen!"

"Miss Miluni. I didn't joke with you. This is indeed my name!" The soldier shrugged and looked helpless, saying, "Of course, this is China. So I wrote my Chinese name, this is my real name."

Female reporter Miluni said in a pissing tone: "I don't think I'm so old that I can't even recognize Bruce?!"

"What?!" Several reporters shouted in unison! Only Wen Feng, who was the Central Daily News, was still confused and was directly ignored by several other reporters and was disregarded from the interview circle.

The female reporter of Ta Kung Pao almost had the urge to be hilarious. A US Marine soldier actually had a Chinese name. Nothing is more funny than this.

"Your real name in China?!" Miluni's tone was strange. It was hard to imagine an American who actually took the Chinese name as his real name. "It's really strange that American soldiers took a Chinese name."

"American soldier?!" The soldier was obviously stunned?!

"What?! Aren't you sent a Marine Corps to secretly protect our land?!" Miluni showed obvious unhappiness. These stupid soldiers were so disgusting that they did not accept the interview seriously at all.

"Protect you?! Oh! Yes, our mission is to protect you from reaching your destination." The soldier nodded thoughtfully.

"Hmph!" Miluni raised her chin and showed her snow-white pink neck. She looked like she knew you.

"But, we are not American soldiers! We are not from the Marine Corps!"

The soldier smiled bitterly and spread his hands and said, "He didn't want to take the blame for the US Marine Corps at all."

"What?!" The reporters made the same surprise for the second time, even louder and more neat than the first one.

The expression on Miluni's face seemed to have been poured with cement molds, solidifying again! Her mind was almost blank.

"This, how is this possible?" Murdoch and Harry's two male reporters stared at each other. These Marines actually claimed that they were not the US army?! Should they keep it so secret?! Who are you confused about this?

"Then. Which army are you?!" Miluni was not sure if the other party was shaking her. Her tone was a little timid. She obviously couldn't think of which country could organize an army like that.

"We are the 12th Division of the 11th Division of the 18th Group of the Communist Party of China! I am the company commander of the 5th Company. Fan Guowen!~" The soldier was seriously stating his number and position. Even the main force of the local troops did not have any Western military ranks as captains, lieutenants and majors.

"What?!" When Miluni said this word for the third time, her voice was extremely powerless, and she even had the urge to faint.

Seeing that the other party was not like a joke, Harry and Murdoch couldn't help but mutter at the same time: "God!" Obviously, they still haven't come back to their sense of the fact that there is such a force in the CCP base.

"Chinese troops?!" The female reporter of Ta Kung Pao looked like a bowl of rice had just been stolen from his hands, and was smashed by a bag of food that weighed dozens of kilograms. "Chinese people's own army?! Oh my God!" The female reporter Jasmine suddenly wanted to rush up, grab the necks of the soldiers, and torture the tiger bench iron to force a thorough interview that she wanted to know.

"What?! What? Chinese Army?!" Finally, from a casual remark from the female reporter of Ta Kung Pao, the Central Daily News editor who heard some disturbances was a little unbelievable. He blinked his eyes and still refused to be sure that there was no problem with his ears. In his mind, the CCP's troops should have military uniforms, ragged clothes, and had not received much training. The weapons they took were also ragged. Not to mention the 38 guns, they were generally old sleeves and broken bird guns. Many people mostly had big swords and red tassel guns, but the troops in front of them were so well-equipped that they were simply unremarkable. Even the most elite troops of the National Army were not as good as they were. No matter how they looked at it, they should not be able to match the CCP troops.

"Chinese! Chinese! ~ Are you damn good? It's time to pick up girls! Get ready to go! ~" Someone in the army not far away shouted at the reporters, shouting in Chinese.

"Now, right now!" Fan Guowen quickly turned around and waved.

The military workers could clearly hear that if the American army was a US army, they would never be able to say such words. It was really like a bandit. The Chinese military workers and translators blushed. Fortunately, the three American journalists couldn't understand Chinese. How could the guy who was screaming loudly and howled so hard compared to the polite and gentlemanly soldier standing in front of Miluni, the difference between this person and the person is so big?!

But that guy was carrying a light machine gun, what was he holding in his hand?! What a long thorn?! So familiar?! The military workers looked at each other and suddenly remembered something very terrible. They all shivered and quickly stopped their hearts. Everyone in the base area is easy to mess with, but this guy can't mess with.

Seeing the changing expressions of the faces of the armed forces, the Central Daily News's sniffed an unusual smell and pulled a closest armed forces member and said, "Hey?! What did you see? Why are you so scared like this!"

The martial arts team member fell off his book bag in a very rare way and shook his head and said, "The Buddha said: You can't say it, you can't say it!" Obviously, he had read several Buddhist scriptures before.

The armed forces did not show such a fearful expression in the desperate situation surrounded by the enemy, which was enough to attract the attention of the editor of the news. What exactly could scare them into this way? The excited editor of the news thought he had dug up an extremely rare and unknown to other reporters.

Editor Wen still didn't give up and continued to ask several armed forces team members. Those armed forces team members also had a deep understanding of their teachings and refused to speak anyway.

The editor was helpless and had a mystery in his heart.

Seeing the silent expressions of the reporters, Fan Guowen scratched his head and said, "Haha! ~Okay, everyone! ~ Please come with us!" He said it in English and again in Chinese. The two languages ​​were correct, making the American reporters mistakenly think that this guy was an American agent who pretended to be a Chinese, and the Chinese reporters were just the opposite, with an illusion that this guy was a Chinese agent who pretended to be a Chinese agent who pretended to be a US military.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the troops had begun to assemble again and complete the installation, and directly found nearby farmers, paid for the losses caused to the crops caused by the battle, divided into two groups, protecting the left and right wings of the armed forces and reporters.

When the escort team composed of soldiers approached the reporters, the reporters realized that the soldiers were not tall in their imaginations. Although the oil paint on their faces was not removed, they could still see that they were all obviously oriental figures.
Chapter completed!