death of hope

Chapter 42 "Flying Windfall" (42) Assembly

At the end of the road, a smaller parade came with white flags and collided head-on with the blue-flagged trade union army.

"Who are those people?" Anna asked.

"I don't know, go and have a look, maybe you can find your brother."

"Okay, let's go."

In the white flag camp, a fat old woman was supported by someone and stood on the roof of the smashed car. She raised a high-power loudspeaker and shouted at the blue trade union camp:

"Come on, stop being silly, kids!"

The crowd was silent for a few seconds, and then a harsh noise erupted, and the people in the front row began to yell:
"Old hag! Who are you?"

"It must be the running dog of Sakura Co., Ltd.! Put the rope on the lamppost and hang her!"

"Look at these cowards! They came here with a white flag, and they are about to surrender before they fight!"

After a disagreement, the two parade teams began to throw stones at each other, grabbed their clothes and tore them apart. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, several trade union representatives holding flags came to the front, trying to maintain order.

"Calm down! Brothers, listen to what they say!"

The fat old woman on the roof of the car was hit with a big gash in her head. Regardless of the pain, she raised her horn and shouted:

"I am here to protest on behalf of the residents of the neighborhood!"

Whenever workers’ demonstrations broke out, we became terrified all the time, and we had to bend over when eating, for fear that the bullets from the window would punch a hole in our heads!
My grandson is about to enter university and needs a quiet study environment, but you make noise all day long!He was so noisy that he couldn't concentrate! "

A worker scolded: "Fuck you, old hag, we're about to lose our food! Who cares if your grandson dies or not!"

Someone from the White Flag camp climbed onto the roof again, this time it was a bald man who shouted with a loudspeaker:

"Workers friends, I am a small shop owner of a tobacco shop along the street, every time you make a fuss, I can't open the door for business.

Rent, water, electricity, and labor costs are all losing money, and what's worse, those gangsters are taking advantage of the chaos to burn down the shops along the street. Please, stop! "

A few people cast a pitiful look at the small shopkeeper, just as the atmosphere gradually eased,

A big guy from the union camp stood up: "Don't listen to that baldy fart, guys! Listen to me,

These people are company employees and small shopkeepers, middle-class and petty entrepreneurs who think they are good, while we are the proletarians, the working class who have nothing!

Show no mercy to these guys, fight hard for our rights!We, who are of different classes, are like oil and water, no matter how much we stir, we cannot mix! "

As if it had been discussed a long time ago, someone immediately echoed: "Well said! Long live the workers! Fuck them to death!"

The big man's yelling was quickly responded by the crowd, and the two people holding the horns on the roof of the car were pulled down and beaten up, and a group fight broke out at the part where the two parade teams came into contact.

Blue and white flags collide head-on,

Fists, sticks, and knives flew up and down, and people kept screaming and falling down. The bald shopkeeper was stabbed in the stomach. In order to prevent the intestines from leaking out, he curled up and covered himself desperately.

The trade union side with the blue flag has an absolute advantage both in terms of numbers and fighting spirit.

"My God!" Seeing such a fierce scene of violence, Anna's pretty face was so frightened that it was bloodless, she threw herself into Roy's arms, and cried:

"It's too scary. They... are like a group of wild beasts fighting, brother... Where are you!"

Roy frowned, looking at the big man:

"It's really suspicious. It seems like there is a plan. This guy cleverly incites the emotions of the workers and creates class antagonisms, lest there will be no trouble. The person who picks up the trouble seems to have memorized his lines. There must be a conspiracy."

Who knows, the terrible things have just begun. Someone is planning to pour a large bucket of gasoline on the flames,

In the sea of ​​blue flags—that man appeared.

"It's Jimmy Brown!

Chairman of the Federation of Automobile Industries!The TV personality who visited our factory. "Anna exclaimed in surprise.

Jimmy Brown wore a dirty blue overalls, wrinkled belts, frayed jeans, and a pair of tattered work boots, giving him the image of a poor worker.

Roy saw this person's little trick at a glance:

"Oh, I usually wear a famous brand on TV, but today I don't know where to find a rag and put it on, looking very simple and down-to-earth.

What an old fox, look at his hands, they are white and tender, without scars or calluses, they are not the hands of working people at first glance. "

The excited demonstrators could not care about these details. Seeing that the trade union leaders were with them, they shouted like a tsunami:
"Long live the Automobile Industry Association! Long live Mr. Jimmy Brown! He fights with us! We will win!"

The assistant handed over a loudspeaker, and Jimmy reached out to take it, jumped on the engine cover with agility and lightness, and stepped onto the roof of the car:
"Thank you brothers and sisters from other trade unions for accepting the invitation to participate in today's rally! On behalf of the Federation of Automobile Industries, thank you!"

There was a flood of applause, flying flags, and thunderous cheers. Jimmy smiled and waited for the silence to continue:
"The current mayor always likes to say some high-sounding words to whitewash the peace, anger is brewing in the hearts of the people, but few people stand up!
The cold and hungry beggars on the side of the road did not stand up!Poor students who can't afford tuition fees didn't stand up either!

And now, the workers of our Federation of Automobile Industries have taken the lead in standing up!Challenge greedy entrepreneurs with flesh and blood!

And they! "

Amidst the cheers, Jimmy Brown pointed to the white flag camp:

"Those insensitive middle class and small shopkeepers!

Don't even dare to fight for your own rights, these cowards are here to stop us for petty gains!Want to protect the evil Sakura Co., Ltd.!

How ridiculous!They think they are superior!In fact, they are just more advanced wage earners!A group of slaves who are doomed to doom have come to feel sorry for their well-clothed and well-fed masters! "

These fierce words directly led to more bloody conflicts,

The white flag was almost dyed bloody, and was completely submerged by the blue tide. Painful wailing and cheering were intertwined. Among the chaotic troops, only Jimmy Brown's powerful and charming voice was clearly distinguishable:

"You guys know it all!

Today's York City is terrible. Taxpayers have to pay two parts of the money, one part for the incompetent and corrupt Terra Federation, and the other part for the greedy black-hearted enterprises.

These bastards are colluding and doing whatever they want, and the benefits we should have been enjoying have been eroded away!

There are no more formal employees, no more perfect insurance, no more 8-hour working days, no more weekends!

Every low-level propertyless person must sign a contract of sale with a black-hearted labor service company,

As a dispatch worker, I went to a labor-intensive factory to sweat and sweat. I worked more than ten hours a day, day and night. Many people died suddenly on the bus after work!
Today, with the advancement of medicine, the average life expectancy of human beings has decreased!It's ridiculous!

Ubiquitous holograms lure us into the trap of consumerism,

Would you like to make a deposit?Become a bourgeoisie?Stop dreaming!
Earn money and consume, the body will be destroyed and fall down!Everything is in an endless loop, this is our fate!Are you willing? "

"No!"

Thousands of voices answered at the same time, shaking everyone's eardrums.

The turbulent crowd gradually fell into a complex emotion of grief and indignation,

Some people were too excited to pass out, some people were at a loss and began to self-mutilate, biting their lips with their teeth, and scratching their skin with a knife... The atmosphere at the scene became magical and strange, like a nightmare.

Jimmy Brown really deserves to be called a gifted orator. He has the experience of a professional announcer. His voice is clear, his enunciation is clear, his cadence is full of emotions...

Every word can be heard clearly by tens of thousands of people, coupled with exaggerated gestures and expressions, its provocativeness is second to none.

For some reason, Roy's left eyelid kept twitching, every time he had an ominous premonition:
"No, a lot of people brought guns to the rally, something big is going to happen! We have to get out of here!"

"Wait!" Seeing a familiar figure in the crowd, Anna jumped up and shouted, "I found it, brother Albert! He's standing near Jimmy Brown!"

"Forget about your brother, save us! Let's go!" The sweat rolled down Roy's forehead, and the atmosphere at the scene made him shudder.

"I'm sorry...I'm going to find my brother!" Anna pushed Roy away from nowhere, climbed over the fence with her long legs, and rushed into the crowd without hesitation.

"Come back soon! You silly bitch!" Roy beat his chest and feet in anxiety, and rushed in bravely.

(End of this chapter)