v3 Chapter 891： Media outbreak (1/2)

Early morning on September 22, Iran time.

The people in Tehran, the capital of Iran, have gone to sleep, but in a corner of the city, there are still people on duty in the Tehran station of Jiuding News Agency.

The white reporter Tom yawned, rubbed his eyes, forced himself to refresh himself, and spit out: ”I don't know what the company is thinking, but let us keep communication 24 hours a day and arrange duty, although now The situation between Iran and Iran is somewhat tense, but it is obviously not at the point of war.”

”Forget it, I'd better make a cup of coffee first, otherwise I really can't hold it tonight.”

Mumbling, the white reporter Tom walked towards the closet.

After a while, a cup of hot coffee is ready.

He just picked up his coffee and was about to walk to the sofa, but he suddenly stopped, frowning and looking out the window, muttering: ”This sound seems to be the sound of airplanes flying at low altitude, and there are still a lot of them. Where can so many airplanes come at night? ?”

Subconsciously, a bad feeling arose in his heart.

But before he walked to the window, he heard a series of violent bombings.

”shuit, it's a missile, the plane is bombing!”

The sleepy Tom woke up instantly. He couldn't help yelling, and at the same time threw the coffee in his hand directly, and then quickly rushed to the corner of the room to find a cover and hug his head to escape.

”Boom!”

”Boom boom boom...”

The continuous roar awakened the whole city, and the dark Tehran was quickly lit up, and screams and exclamations came one after another.

At the station of Jiuding News Agency, Tom’s other colleagues also woke up one after another. After making a judgment, there was no time to wear them, so they looked for places to hide.

After 　　 panicked, Tom found that the house had not collapsed and he was still safe. He gradually calmed down and discerned carefully, and found that the bombing sound was still blaring, but the bombing sound did not seem to be nearby.

In the spirit of a media person, Tom took the courage, got up and ran to the table, picked up the camera, and quickly rushed out of the door, looking up at the sky in the distance. From time to time, he could see the red flames of the northern sky.

He immediately pressed the shutter and snapped a few high-quality photos.

only then carefully analyzed and observed.

”Looking at the distance, it is a suburb, not a residential area.”

”Wait, there seems to be... the air base in Tehran!”

”It must be Iraq bombing Iran's air base!”

”OhNo!”

”A plane is coming here, is it going to bomb the city?”

In Tom’s exclamation, he was shocked to see the fire light on the east side of Tehran’s city. He remembered clearly that it was an industrial zone and power supply area, which was the source of power for Tehran.

He immediately raised the camera again and kept pressing the shutter.

”Tom, Tom, hide, the plane is bombing the city, **** it, dangerous!”

As the white reporter Tom kept shooting, his colleague rushed out shirtless, yelled and pulled him back to the house, looking for a suitable shelter to hide.

As soon as he entered the room, the lights in the room flashed, and the whole room was completely dark in an instant.

Obviously, the power station was blown up, and the whole city was plunged into darkness again. Some were just the flames of explosions and fires caused by explosions.

The bombing lasted for half an hour, and Tom and others heard the sound of the plane going away.

waited for a few minutes. After everyone confirmed that the bombing had really stopped, they immediately came out of their hiding place, some took a lighter and lit up a faint flame, and started looking for spare candles.

After lighting the candles and confirming that everyone is intact, everyone was relieved.

”Fortunately, the plane did not bomb our house!”

”The power has been cut off now, and the backup generator is quickly activated. I took some photos and uploaded them back to the company.”

The white reporter Tom said loudly, everyone was busy again. After ten minutes of tossing, the room was powered on again, and everyone performed their duties, striving to send the news back to the company as soon as possible.