death of hope

Chapter 326 "Corporate Warrior" (242) Strange Guest
When I opened the door, the wind chime rang,

The noise in the bar was too loud, and no one heard the wind chime except the two of them. The two of them lowered their heads through the beaded curtain and made a pleasant sound.

Sigurdlifa was pleasantly surprised to find that the beaded curtains were not the kind of industrial products sold everywhere, but were hand-strung by the store itself.

Made of glass beads of different sizes and colors, lacquered wood beads, rosin, and shells and conch picked up from the beach, it is childish and cute.

There are many photos posted on the decorative wall of the porch, the photos of children playing on the tropical beach, the shells and conchs in the bead curtain must have been picked up by the children and strung together.

In another photo, a group of dark-skinned farmers wearing big straw hats stood for a group photo under a huge rubber tree, with rubber-cutting knives and iron buckets at their feet.

"I'm starting to like this place." Sigurdlifa reached out to tease the parrot in the cage.

"It's a very romantic little bar, but be careful." Lynch pointed to an old and yellowed photo,

The background is a vast rice field, a group of Asian men and women wearing green jackets and bamboo hats, holding old automatic rifles with bayonets in their arms, making a "V" gesture to the camera, and the girl in the center Especially bright smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, the people in the photo are Khmer guerrillas in Cambodia,
They were a group of local peasants who fought against land expropriation, armed against the East India Farmers Company, and opposed deforestation and dam building with fierce means.

The federal government of Terra regards it as a terrorist organization and authorizes the company to protect its legitimate interests with armed forces.
The person in the photo is already dead, and the woman in the center is the leader of the Khmer guerrillas, Benny Yang () nicknamed "Rainforest Devil". "

"The smile is beautiful... is she... dead?"

"Our counterparts, corporate fighters from the United East India Farmers Company, parachuted into her village, cornered the guerrillas in tunnels, and then gassed them to death. The old company commander Johnny Blazer and I mentioned this."

Sigurdriefa's bright silver-gray eyes became melancholy: "I don't understand why it is so extreme."

"Benny Yang is not worthy of pity," Lynch said: "These people are designated as terrorists by the Federation for a reason. The Khmer guerrillas hijacked a bus of the East India United Farmers and Traders, which was full of family members of employees. old people, women and children,

After the farmers in East India refused to pay the ransom, Benny Yang ordered the tickets to be torn up. A car of people was tied to the seats, pushed off the road and sank to the bottom of the Mekong River. This was the Mekong River tragedy that year. "

"Oh my God..."

"A dead cycle, irreconcilable conflicts of interest, villagers and companies vying for land, and finally the weaker side is defeated, the standard ending."

"People stand on their own point of view and do extreme things. It is obvious which side the people support. Now I understand why Old Jon and his gang hate corporate fighters so much."

"We're persona non grata in this neighborhood, so we have to disguise our identities."

"This bar hangs pictures of terrorists majesticly, we have to be vigilant." Sigdelifa loaded the pistol, and inserted the short knife that Matsushita Juhei gave to the CEO as a gift into his boots for later use.

Walking through the porch, the inside is the lobby. The inside of the Straw Stack Bar is much cleaner than the outside. There are more than 20 customers, and they are regular customers who come here often.
These noisy guys were sitting scattered at the bar, or near the bar. Those people were obviously familiar with each other, and they chatted passionately with saliva.

Sigurdriefa took a seat by the window and excitedly flipped through the menu like a child. When Lynch also sat down, the waiter in a brown waistcoat turned around and noticed the new guest.

"Italian ice cream! Chocolate flavor, big cup!" She said before the waiter could speak.

"Girl, you have beautiful eyes, sir, what would you like?"

"Fire Tequila, with ice."

"Okay! Please wait a moment~" The waiter walked away humming a little tune.

Sigurdriefa licked her lips and looked at the picture of ice cream on the menu, Lynch secretly looked sideways to observe:

"Those are... Ecuadorians? They wear the same clothes."

Lynch clearly remembered that his old comrade-in-arms, Corporal Fernando, had a similar cloak. He was from Ecuador. When he was waiting for the enemy to attack in a trench, Fernando told his comrades in detail about the national costumes of his hometown.

It is a pullover cape made of white and brown alpaca wool, cotton thread, linen thread, and nylon thread. lost.

Fernando took it off to show his comrades in arms. When it was opened, it looked like a square blanket. When it was folded, it became a half-length cloak, covering the whole body like a light robe.The center is fixed with a button to form a round hole for the sleeve.
Corporal Fernando called this strange cloak "Pengqiu". It is draped over the shoulders so that the hands and feet can move freely. This sleeveless design makes it quick and easy to put on and take off.

In addition to camel color, Pengqiu also has many colorful patterns, national totems, natural elements or life scenes, and the "Pengqiu" worn by these cheerful people has a unified pattern and color matching.

The regular customers in these bars, the capes they wear are completely different from Fernando's back then,

The main color is red and white, with a piece of basket color in the middle, and a white five-pointed star in the center of blue.

"The skin color of these people... is about the same as Corporal Fernando. Hey, Sig, do you think they look like Ecuadorians?"

"No." Sigdrifa corrected Lynch's guess: "They are Chileans. Before the Federation of Terra, humans had many countries. The color pattern of the cloak is the Chilean flag."

Lynch tapped on the table lightly: "Oh, it's so obvious that I didn't see it..."

"Chilean alpacas, I have seen them in the zoo, the fluffy ones are so cute!"

"Praise you for your good performance, and I will buy you a doll alpaca later."

"Thank you! Kiss one!"

"Hey! Don't make trouble! You kissed off the concealer powder!"

The waiter carrying the tray stood aside in embarrassment, Sigurdlifa no longer pouted: "Sorry, I made you laugh."

"It's okay, I really envy you two have a good relationship, my partner and I quarrel every day, here, ma'am, your ice cream, sir's cocktail."

"Thank you."

The waiter had just walked to the bar, when Lynch looked down and found that half of the ice cream on the table was gone, and the cherry on the cocktail glass was also missing.

"Can you take it easy, and no one will snatch it from you."

"It's delicious. I'd like milk and vanilla."

"Don't regret it if you eat up your stomach!"

All of a sudden, those bar regulars stood up. Lynch thought he had been spotted. He put his hand into his bosom and touched the handle of the pistol, but it was a false alarm.

Those regular customers moved the tables and chairs to make a space in the middle of the bar,
A middle-aged man with a bald head came to the center with an acoustic guitar, bowed to everyone, took a deep breath, and began to play and sing.

Those Chileans wearing "Peng Qiu" cloaks started to sing in a low voice, and the singing became more and more excited. They accidentally knocked over the wine bottle, burned the tablecloth with unextinguished cigarettes, and there was a burnt smell. Those people didn't seem to care at all.

Someone sang until tears filled their eyes, followed the guitarist and sang a line of lyrics loudly:
“El Pueblo Unido Jamás Será Vencido!”

"What do you mean?" Lynch asked.

"Spanish," Sigurdriefa wiped the chocolate chips from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, "it means that the united people will never be defeated."

(End of this chapter)