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The next two days were exactly as she had guessed, except to check if they were still alive, there was no water or food.
A person can survive for half a month or even longer without food, but without water, he will die within a week.
Perhaps the rebels only gave them a week, and if they couldn't realize the value of the chips, they wouldn't keep them.
Thinking about this, she already had guesses about their ending.
They probably won't be able to get out again
It's not that she is pessimistic, but that there are very few hostages who can be rescued from the rebels, and most of the hostages will be executed, regardless of whether the rebels have received a ransom.
Sensing her silence, the male reporter didn't say too much, she is a smart girl, unnecessary consolation is meaningless to her.
He could only pray in his heart for a miracle to happen.
On the third day, they heard screams from the next door. It seemed that militants had entered the room next door. They didn't know who the next door was or what the militants were doing next door. They could only hope that their companions were safe.
The male reporter speculated that it was likely that the militants were collecting evidence to prove that they had hostages in their hands. In this case, there may be changes soon.
Sure enough, in the early morning of the fifth day, the door of the room opened.
The black cloth covering her eyes was removed, and Shi Wei finally saw where she was.
A very small room with only a small skylight on all sides, so small that even a child cannot climb out.
No wonder he said he couldn't escape. Without any tools, the possibility of escaping from this room is zero. Even if he escapes, there are heavy guards outside, and it is difficult to leave alive.
She finally saw the appearance of the male reporter again. He was thinner than before, his face was pale, his lips were peeled, his eyes were black and blue, and his mental state was very poor.
The two looked at each other with a bad feeling.
The four militants carried guns and looked at the two of them, one of whom pointed to Shi Wei.
At this time, the male reporter stood in front of Shi Wei and asked the other party what he was going to do with his eyes.
?The militant laughed darkly and murmured something. Shi Wei didn't understand it, but he did.
Negotiations failed, they want to show some color to the authorities-execute the hostages.
Shi Wei asked him what was going on with his eyes, the male reporter shook his head, smiled comfortingly, motioned her to be calm, and then stood up.
The militant who spoke was a little surprised, and said something again, to the effect that he was surprised that he could understand.
He nodded, and motioned for him to go first.
The four militants laughed and looked at Shi Wei with obscene eyes at the same time, obviously treating them as a couple.
Shi Wei guessed what was going on, her blood was cold all over her body, but her heart was surprisingly calm, maybe she was mentally prepared, and she was not surprised when this moment came.
She was stunned for a while before recovering, struggling to stand up, but he held her down and typed a code on her body.
¡ª¡ªFor this kind of thing, men should take priority.
Shi Wei suddenly opened her eyes wide, and his shadow was clearly reflected in the pupils.
He winked at her, stood up unsteadily, and motioned for the militants to take him away.
Shi Wei suddenly remembered that she hadn't asked his name yet.
She didn't care so much, and typed the Morse code in front of the militants.
He turned his head and smiled, and typed long and short codes.
But this time, she found that she didn't understand.
They have been converting English into Morse code, and Morse code needs to be converted into Chinese, which has more complicated codes.
However, the name of the Chinese people is a transliteration in English, and there are many words to replace it.
He typed the code in Chinese.
5952 6630.
She knew these numbers, but she didn't know what the corresponding Chinese characters were.
She tried to remember that if she saw the Huawen Morse code table, she must find out his name.
However, what if?
His vision blurred unknowingly, and as the door slowly closed, the thin figure gradually disappeared from sight.
She looked at the direction in which he disappeared, without moving for a long time, as if she had condensed into a sculpture.
Gunshots sounded.
She was cold all over, and slowly closed her eyes.
The next one should be her, right?
Soon, the sound of cannon came.
As if the earth was shaking, dust fell from the roof of the building, she huddled into a ball, tinnitus and dizziness, suddenlyWhat fell down, she completely lost her hearing, her eyes went dark, and she lost consciousness.
When I woke up, my eyes were white and there was a familiar smell of disinfectant.
This isrescued?
She sat up abruptly.
"Ouch, the patient is awake!" The nurse quickly held her down.
After a period of turmoil, she finally knew the ins and outs. The government army really arrived and wiped out the rebel stronghold. The Chinese embassy did a lot of work here.
"Then, what about the other hostages?" She was both looking forward to and afraid of hearing the result.
The nurse didn't know who she was worried about, but she still said truthfully: "Most people have been rescued."
"Most?" Her heart raised.
"Well, two of them were not rescued. When the government forces exchanged fire with the rebels, one was killed by the rebels on the spot, and the other was killed in the exchange of fire" The nurse felt very uncomfortable when she said that, no matter what country they were killed by innocent people. Killing is a sad thing.
Hearing that a person was killed by the rebels on the spot, she thought of that person, and asked quickly: "Where are the reporters? Where are the three war reporters? Among them is a tall and thin male reporter. He how is he now?" "
"A tall and thin male reporter?" The nurse thought for a while, "Oh, the reporter named Pei?"
Shi Wei didn't know his last name, so she could only describe his characteristics, "He is tall and thin, his eyebrows are neither thick nor light, his facial features are very soft, his lips are relatively thin, and his skin is a little fair. mole"
She suddenly realized that she remembered so many features of him without carefully observing his appearance.
"You are talking about Reporter Pei, right?" said the nurse, "He was seriously injured and he is still awake."
Shi Wei's heart was relieved and lifted again, thankful that he was still alive, but worried about his injury.
"He was the luckiest of misfortunes. During the exchange of fire, his companion was shot to death. He was lucky enough to escape, but he was also shot twice, and was later blown up by shrapnel. One piece almost went into his lung. It took one day and one night to save her, and the situation is fairly stable now." Seeing that she was so attentive, the nurse told her the situation of the other party in detail.
Shi Wei wanted to see him, but the nurse wouldn't allow her. She was hit on the head and had a severe concussion, so she can't move around yet.
"Is there a Chinese Morse code table?" She asked suddenly.
"What?"
"Chinese Morse code table."
The nurse shook her head, "No."
"Is there a network there?"
The nurse couldn't stand her pestering, so she gave her the mobile phone, but only gave her ten minutes.
She got the result quickly.
5952 6630
Pei Xiao.
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