Chapter 108 Look! Sports Day
"I am a citizen of the United States, you can't do this to me, woo woo..." The captain, who had rich sailing experience, had not even uttered a few words when a rag that was taken out from somewhere was stuffed into his throat.
The abuser skillfully took out a hemp rope and tied a knot while saying, "Knowing that you are a citizen of the United States, I showed my utmost kindness and did not take off my socks to stuff your mouth. The Atlantic Ocean is equal to everyone, and the shipwrecks on the seabed do not distinguish between nationalities."
"Boss, one of the crew members resisted and we shot them dead!" reported the gun-wielding black man who came in.
"It is normal for accidents to happen during ocean voyages. You should know this!" The pirate leader smiled. "The sea conditions are so bad now. It is normal for some young crew members to be swept away by the waves without knowing the risks."
After doing all this, the leader of the pirates ignored the captain who was tied to the steel pipe, left two people to watch over all the people on the ship, and said calmly, "Let's see what we have gained from this trip."
When everyone entered the cargo hold, on the deck in the pouring rain, two people tied up the unlucky guy with an iron pipe, shouted, and threw the body out at the same time, splashing a piece of water that was bound to be zero points.
"It's a pity to burn it down. When we came here, the higher-ups told us not to make a big fuss. After all, it's not just our team that's doing it. If we go too far, it might attract people from the Coast Guard. Of course, a few deaths is okay." The leader took the lead and landed his feet on the cargo hold deck, causing a rhythmic echo in the hold.
Instructing his men to check each warehouse area and determine the freshness, the leading white man was also calculating the time. Suddenly he said, "Let our people sail to Haiti. Remember to change the federal flag. Just change it? Forget the Liberian flag. It's too conspicuous. Change it to the British flag."
The 10,000-ton cargo ship deviated from its destination and began sailing in an unknown direction, all hidden under the cover of night.
The next morning, a group of more than 500 protesters from Honduras walked on the sidewalks of the streets for another routine protest, prepared to protest another just move by U.S. imperialism to gain greater benefits, led by organizers paid by U.S. imperialism. They are all loyal patriots of Honduras.
Anyway, there will be no danger and it can also show one's patriotism. No one will refuse this kind of protest with little risk. The organizers also do their best to perform for their bosses in the hope of obtaining more funds for the event.
"Sheriff Cardes, we no longer have the patience to deal with these hooligans who don't want the country to be better. Five thousand dollars is not a small amount. We have to do the job after receiving the money. We have already settled the relationships between the upper and lower levels. Is it so difficult to issue an order to shoot?" The well-dressed middle-aged man angrily accused in Spanish, "The vice president is also very dissatisfied with the constant protests. I hope the sheriff will quickly restore order."
The first person to express his anger was also a Honduran. To use a phrase from later generations, he was a comprador for the United Fruit Company, responsible for handling work in Honduras. In order to keep this job for a long time and not let his boss down, he had to demonstrate his value at the critical moment.
Texas, not too far away, was still in a joyful atmosphere. The grand Texas Games attracted a group of unemployed vagrants who came to try their luck because the prize money was enough for a worker to make two years' salary. This was a bit too much, of course, it also included hooligans, ruffians, pigs, and all kinds of idle people who tried to get something for nothing.
As Martin Luther King said, these people are about to sweat and provide entertainment for others. Of course, everyone is civilized in this era, and it will definitely not be like more than 2,000 years ago, playing the bloody game in the Roman Colosseum. Of course, it is essentially the same.
The Texas State Stadium in Austin is now packed with people, and the entire process including the entry of athletes is proceeding in an orderly manner.
The flags of the Lone Star Republic and the Confederate States of America fluttered over the stadium. The athletes who entered the stadium stood still and were watched like monkeys because of the possible generous rewards. Of course, many of them were not athletes from the Southern states, and they looked at the two huge flags curiously, with various expressions, some curious, some contemptuous, and so on.
In the best seats for viewing the ceremony, there were two rows of young people dressed in fine clothes, watching everything with smiles on their faces. Their purpose was very simple, to entertain themselves by watching the athletes sweat.
"We have been tracking Keane's transportation route for several months. This time, we will definitely make him suffer heavy losses. How dare they use despicable means against us! They simply don't know what we are doing!" McHale crossed his legs, tilted his head towards Sheffield, and said arrogantly, "I have planned for several months. This time, there are five 10,000-ton ships in different sea areas. None of them can escape. The loss of tens of thousands of tons of cargo will be heartbreaking even for Keane."
"You can't say that!" She stretched out her hand and made a V sign. The next moment, she placed the cut cigar between two fingers, lit it, and took a deep puff. Sheffield said slowly, "The sea conditions in the Bermuda Sea are complicated. It is completely understandable that there are some accidents. When Keane asks for help, we can give him the help he deserves. The Coast Guard in Florida should also do something, right, Annie?"
"If you say so, then it is!" Annie, who was full of interest, came back to her senses from the sports field and said with a faint and touching smile.
"As for other matters, we have contacted the police in several countries to give those gangsters a good beating. We will act at the same time as the operation at sea to achieve the greatest blow in the shortest possible time." Gale, who was sitting in front of the two, also said a good news, "Pay attention to the news from Central America in the next few days."
"We attract foreign investment to develop the country. If it weren't for our investment, they would have to live like Africans forever. What's the point of protesting if you are short-sighted? I don't believe they can defeat Maxim." McHale said, "We have tolerated them for several months. Let's solve all the problems this time."
Sheffield smacked his lips and said indifferently, "The secular world is for the secular world, and the divine world is for the divine world. The decision is of course up to the governments of other countries. We are just helping these countries develop. We can't interfere in their internal affairs, right? It's obviously their government that is dealing with the hooligans in their own country. It has nothing to do with us. The sports meeting is about to start!"
"Okay, let's watch the sports meeting!" Gail and McHale smiled at each other, stopped talking about the issue, and joined the noise of the audience.
(End of this chapter)
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