Infinite Life: Trapped in a lifetime

A hot search titled "Is this the professionalism of a war correspondent from China News Service?"

and another trending search for "Kerner War."

Quietly while the live broadcast of China News Service was going on, it climbed up the hot search lists on various platforms.

It is closely followed by the first hot search term about "China News Agency directly visited the scene of the war in Kerner".

In fact, at this moment, not only the China News Service itself, but also some other official media are broadcasting the live broadcast of the China News Service.

At this moment, news about the Kerna War occupies the main discussion and attention on most social platforms.

However, Mo Dao, who lives in the small town of Kerna, cannot pay attention to these for the time being.

Just after the explosion that scared the audience, they continued to report.

"I'm sorry, viewers, the sound of the explosion just now may have frightened you. Next, you can turn down the volume of your mobile phone or the device you use to watch the report."

Mo Dao wore a portable wireless microphone on his collar, stood in front of the camera sticking out of the interview car, and spoke to the camera.

"Just now, we are not sure if it was a shell from the Kerner opposition or the government forces that accidentally fell around. We can see that this is the crater made by the previous shell. This should be a mortar shell. The dosage and caliber should not be particularly large.”

Mo Dao walked closer and adjusted the camera's position to focus on the mud pit caused by the impact of the previous shell.

The crater created by the shell this time was really close to Modao's position, only a dozen meters away. If it had been a more powerful shell, it would have been enough to kill him.

Mo Dao can also go back and restart.

And even now, a lot of shrapnel from flying artillery shells hit the side of the interview vehicle. Fortunately, nothing happened.

While speaking, Mo Dao glanced at Lu Hong, the driver and temporary photographer.

Lu Hong waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

It's just that my whole hand can't stop shaking.

Damn, he, Old Lu, has never been so exciting in all his years of life.

If the shells had been closer and more accurate, he would have had to answer for hiding in the car.

Mo Dao took a look, picked up the camera himself, and pointed the camera at the crater caused by the previous shell.

Then he motioned to Lu Hong and asked him to drive the interview car and move back to the middle of the town.

Being on the edge of the town here must be a bit more dangerous.

Even the warring parties in Kerna conscientiously implemented their promise not to fire artillery shells or attack at the coordinates of the town.

With fierce fighting on all sides of the town,

Which cannonball is a little deflected, that's normal.

Especially when many of the weapons on both sides of the war in Kerner are World War II equipment...

Lu Hong hesitated, then moved the interview car and stepped back a little.

But he didn't retreat too much, and at the same time, he made sure that the car didn't stall completely so that he could respond to Mo Dao in time.

Mo Dao looked at Lu Hong's back and then turned his attention back to the report itself.

He held the camera and pointed it at the crater caused by the previous shell. Mo Dao moved closer to the explosion point little by little.

"The explosion crater is not particularly big, with a radius of about one meter and a depth of half a person's height..."

Mo Dao was very calm and didn't care that the shell almost killed him before.

But the viewers watching the live broadcast of China News Service were even more nervous than Mo Dao because of the shock they had received earlier.

There was a barrage of howling ghosts and wolves.

"Mom! Don't! Boss, don't go forward. Oooh, I'm scared, mom!"

"Have there been any planes? Look at the sky! Are there another bombs falling?"

"Looking at that shell crater, I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack, damn it!"

"Boss, damn! Boss! I know you're not afraid, but are we?"

"Don't worry, everyone. Statistics tell us that the probability of a shell falling into the same pit is very low... I can't make it up anymore! Someone please pull Reporter Mo back! I already feel like I'm going to be blown away by a bomb... …”

"Well, there aren't any unexploded explosives in the pit, right?"

"Don't worry, modern artillery shells are designed to avoid secondary explosions of dumb bombs, and are designed to be self-deactivating to avoid accidentally injuring civilians and facilitate post-war cleanup... Well, this is Afika! Not all of these artillery shells are of the highest quality. It was during World War II, who knows what happened! I was scared too!”

"Is this what the big boss said? The hole is not that big? If the first shot was fired by mistake, could there be a second shell that also fell by mistake?"

"Stop talking, stop talking, all of you! Reporter Mo is not scared, I am already scared..."

The barrages in the live broadcast room refreshed very quickly.

But Mo Dao couldn't see it,

Just following the convention of news reporting, after showing the previous shell crater to the audience,

He raised his head again and pointed the camera into the distance.

"... You can see that on the left side in front of us, there are some mobile units that should belong to the Kerna opposition armed forces moving around and firing."

"The front on the right. The picture may be a little blurry, but there are also small groups of troops from both sides exchanging fire..."

"We can notice that in addition to the most common air forces, such as fighter jets, helicopters and other aircraft, both warring parties also have some drones that appear on the battlefield as individual weapons."

According to the Gregorian calendar, it is January of 2017, and the lunar calendar is still the end of 2016.

However, there are already many clues about the use of some drones on the battlefield.

Mo Dao adjusted the camera to focus on this special place on the battlefield, doing his job as a reporter.

"However, most of these drones should be just modified civilian products. The advantage is that they are low cost and relatively concealed on the battlefield."

"In the ongoing firefight, it is difficult for combatants to notice that a small civilian drone suddenly appears overhead. After modification, these drones often carry a small rocket."

"For some mobile and defensive equipment and armor, drones of this level may be of little use, but when used to attack ordinary combatants, they can often achieve excellent results."

The weapons, equipment and even ammunition and vehicles of both sides of the war in Kerna,

Basically, they are old antiques from World War II or World War I mixed with some weapons from the 1960s and 1970s, as well as some modern weapons.

But just because something is old and rough doesn't mean it's less powerful.

While Mo Dao was speaking,

Another weapon modified from a small civilian drone fired a round of ammunition at a combatant bunker.

Although the results could not be seen, the firepower point was silent.

And at this moment,

"Bang bang..."

"Da da da..."

A series of gunshots sounded from not far away from the side.

Mo Dao turned around and pointed the camera there.

It was an exchange of fire between opposition forces and a small group of government forces.

The government forces were driving a pickup truck, with a machine gun mounted on the pickup truck to suppress fire like a plow. The rest of the people were scattered sparsely in various locations around the pickup truck.

This small group of opposition armed forces seemed to be fighting and retreating at the same time.

The two sides were only a few dozen meters away from where Mo Dao was at this moment.

It's probably equivalent to being separated by a two-way four-lane road. In this case, it's impossible for bullets not to fly here.

"Da da..."

Although he was not afraid of death, Mo Dao still made evasive actions as usual.

Lu Hong, dressed as a cat, cooperated with the driver and retreated behind the interview vehicle, using the interview vehicle as a cover.

But during the retreat, the splashed mud still almost stuck to the camera.

Mo Dao's hands were scratched by flying gravel.

After Mo Dao returned to the interview car, he continued reporting.

In the live broadcast room of Huaxin News Agency, the audience felt their hearts pounding under the sudden burst of gunfire, and then they were in a state of despair.