death of hope

Chapter 339 "Corporate Warrior" (254) Videos

First video:
Date: unknown

Location: unknown

It's a blurry image,

Follow the first perspective into an unfinished building, climb the ladder to the second-floor parking lot,

The walls are moldy and peeling off, the pipes are seeping water, rats as fat as Coke bottles are running around, and the environment is so dirty that homeless people don't want to live in it. For illegal organizations, it is the best hiding place.

The first perspective came to the door of the underground warehouse. Two sentries with cigarettes in their mouths greeted him and entered the warehouse. A group of people in casual clothes had already gathered inside, and they seemed to be in a meeting.

Among the crowd, a man in a plaid shirt and jeans greeted him: "Hey, Selinger, why are you late again, come here."

"Mo Dan, I'm doing health care at the pedicure shop, why did I have a meeting all of a sudden, what happened?"

"I don't know, the boss seems to be announcing something important."

"Please be quiet, my throat is inflamed and I can't speak too loudly."

The speaker was Qi Guwale, standing on a concrete pier, who was the speaker of the meeting.

Judging from his image, this video records what happened a long time ago.
Back then, Qi Guwale didn't wear blindfolds, his eyes were intact, and he didn't grow a beard. He was still a young and handsome boy.

Standing next to him was Miss Christina, a traitor to the commune who had been executed by Gewaler himself.

In the video, Christina is looking at her lover with adoring eyes. There is no betrayal in those eyes, only crazy, fierce and desperate love.

Christina held an old-fashioned assault rifle with a bayonet in her hand, wiped it gently with a soft cloth, and listened carefully to her lover's speech:

"I thought the Cuban shipyard trade union would stand with us. I thought... there would be a lot of our comrades. Now it seems that I was wrong. It was a big mistake."

Zi Guwale said with a dejected expression: "Just last Friday, the scabs betrayed the Cuban Sugar Workers' Commune and revealed multiple meeting places organized by the organization. Mercenaries and bounty hunters bloodbathed the entire block. Loyal members fought to the death, and none surrendered.

We have lost Comrade Antaman, the leader of the Sugar Workers' Commune, a respectable man who abandoned a good middle-class life for fairness and justice, fought side by side with the poor, and in the end was betrayed by a shameful traitor,

I suggest that everyone observe 3 minutes of silence for Comrade Antaman. "

Qi Guwale took off the beret embroidered with the red five-pointed star, and the people below also took off their hats to pay tribute, bowing their heads in silence to mourn.

The crowd sighed and sobbed. Half a minute later, an old lady cried hysterically and held the corner of the wall to wipe her tears. Christina quickly put down her gun and went to comfort with several commune members.

Chi Guwale put on his hat and said:
"The silence is over...

Last night, the Tokyo Red Army guerrillas led by Comrade Matsuno Kentaro launched a surprise attack.
Targeted a bounty hunter camp near Guantanamo prison, capturing our nemesis, the corporate spy, Victor Naovare.

This person forged his identity certificate, pretended to be a sugar worker, and lurked into our organization for more than a year. He single-handedly planned the split within the sugar workers' commune, coupled with the betrayal of other traitors, which led to last Friday's tragedy.

The comrades of the Red Army wanted to bring him back for interrogation, but the traitor was shot several times and died halfway.

It can be regarded as a bad breath for Comrade Antaman, but it is far from being called revenge.

On this point, Comrade Kentaro Matsuba shares the same opinion as me. We are at the critical point of life and death. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is hunting down the Red Army on a large scale. The comrades there have already moved to the Middle East and can no longer cooperate with us.

The operation near Guantanamo Prison only caught a few small fish and shrimps who could not protect themselves.

The culprits live freely in the shadow of corrupt federal bureaucrats and megacorporations.

With our stragglers alone, wrestling with other well-equipped corporate fighters and mercenaries is tantamount to courting death.

Confederation and corporations have joined forces to launch a new round of siege against us, as our great pioneer teacher Vladimir said,

Once it is found that someone is trying to break the unfair distribution rules, those with vested interests will bypass the legal restrictions and kill all challengers. Many of our comrades died tragically in prison without trial.

Not only is the situation on Terra's home planet tight, but the situation in the colonial commune is also not optimistic.

The leader of the Pandora Colonial Commune, Comrade Patricia Lynch, sent me a message. The mining company seems to be brewing some kind of conspiracy. They are burning the organization's documents overnight and burning through the barrels, reminding us to be careful.

In view of these dangerous changes that have not happened in ten years, I declare that all the original plans for this year will be cancelled, whether it is political or military, all will be stopped.

In order to protect everyone, the meeting will not be held for a short time, and we will contact you through password letters.

There is only one task for everyone,
Hide it, don't let outsiders know what organization you joined, even your family members can't tell it, this is the lesson taught by blood and tears.

Our most important task this year is not the liberation of comrades in Guantanamo, nor revenge.
Instead, do whatever it takes to survive. "

At this time, the aunt who was crying against the wall suddenly pushed away the crowd, walked up to Qi Guwale aggressively, and sprayed him with saliva:
"You said you wanted to avenge Antaman! My son died for the organization! But you... failed him! Qi Gewale! You coward! Liar! You don't even know how to give birth to a child!"

A group of people gathered around to appease and persuade the excited aunt, and the first person in the video also patted her on the shoulder and pulled her away from the center of the venue.

The aunt looked about sixty years old, with few wrinkles on her face, a pair of green eyes, and she could vaguely see the beauty of her youth, but her hair and eyebrows were almost white, and her nose and tears kept falling. Christina took out a tissue to help her wipe:

"Go home, Comrade Sachnenkova, you are tired and need rest."

"Qi Gewale! Coward!" The aunt suddenly shouted, broke free from the shackles, and picked up a broken brick: "My son and daughter-in-law are dead, but you are still alive! Why!"

The aunt rounded her arms and threw it violently. Qi Waller's brow bone skin was smashed open by a broken brick, and the blood flowed. People hurriedly pressed the aunt to the ground and took away her automatic pistol to prevent her Make even crazier moves.

Someone exclaimed: "Oh! She hit me! Comrade Sachnenkova is crazy, lock her up and let her calm down!"

"Let go of her, Christina, please take her home." Qi Gewale took out a piece of gauze to bandage the wound, as if his head was smashed and he felt better:

"Another assignment for everyone is to distribute our "Awakening Youth" weekly magazine to the hands of workers and peasants. Of course, under the condition of ensuring that they will not be followed, our Cuban commune must change its strategy.

Reckless fighting is definitely not enough, we must take up the weapon of thought. "

(End of this chapter)