Tang Song subconsciously stood in front of Ye Tianxin.
"Who are you? We are just reporters from the Empire. We're in charge of interviews about the war."
Tang Song handed their press cards to the opponent.
After the opponent received the war press cards and took a look at them, he walked up to Ye Tianxin.
There were several guns pointed at Ye Tianxin's back.
She knew that if she dared to make a move, the other party would definitely pull the triggers.
"It's okay, Tang Song."
Ye Tianxin stretched out her hand and gently patted Tang Song's shoulder.
There were so many of them with guns. Of course, Ye Tianxin was no match for them.
Do what you can. This was the survival wisdom that everyone should know.
Tang Song was very nervous. He had been here for such a long time. Naturally, he had encountered all kinds of dangerous things.
