death of hope

Chapter 343 "Corporate Warrior" (258) Clues

25th video,
Location: Terra Federation home planet, Yugoslavia, suburb of Sarajevo.

Time: unknown.

In the scorching sun, Sailinger squatted under the shade of a tree smoking a cigarette to enjoy the cool,

In the village not far from the woods, there is a low gray concrete wall,
The walls are full of advertising stickers and spray paint graffiti, littered with domestic garbage, industrial waste and needles thrown away by drug addicts. This is one of the poorest areas on the Terran home planet.

A Volvo military truck covered with camouflage nets was parked outside the village. Two militants jumped out of the front of the truck, opened the rear compartment, and drove the people inside out with bayonets.

More than a dozen men and women in plain clothes jumped out of the carriage. Their hands were tied behind their backs, their eyes were covered with black cloth strips, and their mouths were covered with yellow tape. One of the girls fell down and hurt her ankle when she jumped out. ,
The militants cursed, punched and kicked the girl, forced the girl to stand up, kicked her into the crowd, and then began to guard with guns.

At this time, another tracked light armored vehicle came to the entrance of the village, and a military all-terrain jeep also drove over.
A middle-aged man dressed in fashion came down, his hair was smeared with a lot of pomade, and the oil was shiny and shiny, and he had a red goatee on his chin.

"Wake up, don't sleep!" Listening to the goatee talking, it should be the leader of the militants: "Little ones, it's time to work!"

Six people emerged from the back door of the armored vehicle. They were all militants wearing bulletproof vests, black caps, sunglasses, automatic rifles in their hands, and armed belts full of spare magazines. They looked like mercenaries. Or corporate warriors.

One of them complained; "Oh shit! It's such a hot day, and the air conditioner in the car is broken..."

Another person took off his hat and fanned the wind: "Hurry up and deal with these cockroaches, and go back to the base to take a shower."

"Stop pushing! Get to work!" Goatee yelled, "Let the cockroaches stand in a row with their backs against the wall! Take the tape off their mouths! Don't let them get used to it!"

The militants used very rough means to complete the orders of their superiors,

The blindfolded men and women were about ten centimeters apart, standing close to the low wall. Some cried bitterly, some remained silent, and some cursed:

"Company dog! My mother is fucking your ancestors!"

Soon, the man was hit with a gun butt,

The big gash on his forehead was bleeding, and he still kept cursing: "You bastards, you don't even have the energy to beat someone! You haven't eaten!"

"Stinky bitch! It's not fun to die! Beat her!"

"Wait." The goatee came over, covered the half-swinged butt of the gun with his arm, reached out and untied the black cloth, revealing a pair of angry black eyes, staring fiercely at the eyeballs of the goatee hidden behind the sunglasses.

"фёдоровазоя алексеевна (Zoya Fedorova)" the goatee said slowly:
"We are old acquaintances, we have been fighting since you were young and beautiful, 15 years have passed, and now the beautiful woman has become an aunt, and I have also become an uncle, so the winner is decided, and I won. "

"You won?! You win the diva! I was betrayed by a traitor! Sailinger... Sailinger!

Selinger Temurlawski!traitor!What kind of person are you! "

The chunky aunt was full of swear words and full of momentum. She didn't care about the bleeding wound on her forehead at all. She just yelled and cursed over and over again. Finally, she found the first perspective of the video hidden under the shade of the tree:

"Let's leave it here, traitor... very good... this is very good... traitor... come and see! How did the real commune members die!"

From the first perspective, Sailinger had a cigarette in his mouth, as if watching a monkey show, counting a thick stack of cash in his hand, and looked at him mockingly.

"Traitor! You are counting the money! The money is stained with the blood of comrades! My old lady will come out to get you in hell!"

The goatee covered his ears and collapsed: "This woman screamed like a pig, I really regret tearing off the tape." All the militants were amused.

"Damn the sun...it's getting hotter..." Goatee glanced at his watch: "It's time, little ones, load the bullets,
Fifteen feet from the target, line up in a horizontal line!Look right...forward...look!Take it easy!stand at attention!Raise your gun!
...You can leave your last words, cockroaches. "

Some people straightened their backs, some were so frightened that their legs trembled, and a boy in beach shorts knelt down and sobbed: "Dad... Mom!"

"Hmph, who let you into the cockroach nest!" Goatee shouted: "If someone is willing to cooperate with the company, he can leave this horrible execution ground, and the air-conditioned room will serve you with good wine and meat!"

This is a very tempting condition, one sentence can jump from hell to the world, but no one made a sound, even the crying boy refused to cooperate.

The fat lady glared round and round, took one last look at Sailinger, then turned to face the executioner and shouted:

"For the Sarajevo Commune! Long live the working people!"

"A group of desperate idiots..." Goatee shook his head: "Shoot!"

The militants shot out the 5.56mm automatic rifle bullets in the magazine within five seconds, and the hot bullet casings smashed the floating soil on the ground,
The walls were spattered with blood and brains, and the corpses of commune members clung to each other, like walruses gathering together to keep each other warm in winter.

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Video 31

Location: unknown,
Time: unknown,
It was a similar scene again, the generous commune members, the ruthless executioner,

Selinger smoked a cigarette and counted banknotes:

"Qi Gewale, an old fox, hid in the deep mountains and old forests and disappeared. It's a pity...his head is worth [-] million."

"Hey! Agent Three! Look at this!"

An executioner wearing sunglasses took out a wallet from the pocket of the corpse and beckoned Selinger to take a look.

"This guy was scolding you all the time before he died. I guess he was tricked badly by you... Hahaha!"

Inside the wallet was stuffed a lot of documents, bank cards, a miniature notebook, and hundreds of dollars in cash. The executioner took the money, even the steel coins, and handed over other things to Selinger:

"This guy is the leader of the guerrillas in the Caucasus Mountains. He is an immigrant who returned from the Pandora colony. The boss said he knew the cockroach leader of the Pandora colony; Patricia Lynch..."

Hearing this name, the bloodshot and sleepy Lynch stood up abruptly, and pressed the video pause button:
"Wuhu! Finally... a clue!"

It was already past four o'clock in the middle of the night, and the teammates who were already asleep were startled. Shaft rubbed his eyes and patted Lynch on the back:
"Boss, we finally did not work in vain."

(End of this chapter)