Hell Games
A glass of bitter coffee
Cheta sat next to Henry, who was trying to track down the account that sent the message a few weeks ago. Several times Henry rubbed his hair furiously because communication with Cheta was often hampered by language. Cheta did not speak English, and Henry did not speak any local languages. While the soldiers who had accompanied them to pick up the cheta had disappeared out of nowhere.
Enishi who walked back and forth behind Henry also disturbed the man's concentration. Every minute Enishi always asks “Have I met?” looking behind Henry's pundab. It feels like Henry cursed and told Enishi to shut up, but of course the curse is only limited to intention. Because the billionaire is the funder of this operation and he is also the director's best friend.
Unlike Enishi who was always angry, Director Jhon was laughing out loud with General Nmbie. They are nostalgic about the stories of the past. Though they are still in power, but like already experiencing ‘post power syndrom’.
“Have you met?” again Enishi asked.
“Numbers, Sir.” Henry tried to answer as decently as possible. “This job will be easier if there is an alien language translator this person spoke.”
“So you don't understand the language?”
Henry shakes his head in frustration.
“Why not say since. I saw you guys discussing. I thought you understood what he said!”
Henry is getting frustrated, he works alone and is now even being amused.
“I hope you can help convey to our boss to provide translator, so that this job is easier of course.”
Enishi's response was quite nimble. He immediately went out of the room and met Jhon who was still busy chatting with General Nmbie. Soon Enishi returned with the soldier who had accompanied them.
“You're not going anywhere. One more minute talking to him I'm going crazy!” Henry poured his frustration on the local army earlier. “What's your name?”
“Ahidjo, sir”
“AIHIJU?” repeated Henry.
“A-HID-JO, Sir”
“Whatever. Now ask him how the payment transaction process?”
Ahidjo spoke to Cheta in the local language.
“He was paid using Bitcoin, Sir”
“What The Fu*k!” Henry hit the table. It turned out that the horde of Hell Games worked neatly. Transactions with cryptocurency are very difficult to track. Actually crypto is not anonymous, but the delivery from wallet to wallet leaves only the code, the number of transactions and the wallet address. The owner of the wallet no one knows other than the owner.
He has failed to track the whereabouts of the sender of the message through IP address tracking. The person hiring the cheta already predicts it will be tracked. He used an IP undercover app and may now have ditched his device. Because the location that can be tracked by Henry is now in the middle of the red sea. Transactions using cryptocurrency make dead ends more perfect.
Cheta who sees the frustrated Henry speaks back to Ahidjo.
“Sir, whether we can track through betting transactions Hell game. They provide account numbers for placing bets.”
Henry who was about to give up raised his head. Eyes twinkling.
“This is your thought or her?”
“Dia” Ahidjo replied while pointing at Cheta.
“Your brain is brilliant too. Baby you don't speak English.” Henry took the head of the cheta and shook it several times. “Quick place a bet on hell game. We need his account number.”
Cheta opened the Hell Game site on his phone. Then he spoke to Ahidjo again.
“How many install, sir? Then to whom?”
“Terup to whom and how much.”
“Credit card, paypol or bank transfer?”
“Bank Transfer.”
Cheta re-typed on his phone screen. Then he spoke to Ahidjo.
“Which money?” Ahidjo extended a hand. Henry was frustrated.
“Mr Enishi, can we use your mobile banking?” Finally the issue of funding back to the millionaire.
Hell Game uses an international account that has an office in Switzerland. And all human umuat know, if the Swiss banker will not provide data of its customers other than the customer itself.
“So there's a paypol method?”
“ No sir!”
“Hopefully Paypol parties would like to cooperate!”
***
Some of the walls of the house turned red by a burst of blood. Followed by the sound of a body collapsing and hitting the ground. The plontos eventually turned into a corpse with a new hole in its head.
“Who is shooting?” Ef spoke on the radio.
“Lin who shot.” Answer Hamish.
“Keep him from telescope.”
Lin at this moment must have been extremely hit. The mental stress of first killing will carry over for decades to come. Moreover, Lin had received medical education, which was always in the doctrine to save human life. Not even taking his life on purpose.
Ef pulls the body of the plontos into the house and combines with the bodies of his two colleagues. Like earlier, ef double-check the goods. He collected a magazine full of ammunition, 3 hand grenades and their purse.
After that he moved to the house next door where the body of one more. In addition to these items, the ef retrieved their communications radio.
“Capt, Lin shivers great!” Hamish's voice was heard in the earphones embedded in Ef's ear.
“Wait a minute. I'm going there.”
The moment Ef entered, he could see Lin's condition being so apprehensive. The girl curled up while hugging her knees. His gaze was empty and his body shivered. Maya is curling up from the side.
“Let me handle it. You are looking for things that are useful to us. We can't linger here.” Maya gives Ef space to sit next to Lin. Then he and Hamish began looking for items that would be useful.
He sat in front of Lin. The girl began to sob as Ef led Lin into the arms.
“A-I'm a killer, I've killed people.” Lin is pictured in the arms of Ef.
“It's okay. You've done the right thing. If you hadn't acted first, maybe we'd all been killed.” Ef tried to ease Lin's mental load by rubbing his head.
“I'm afraid he'll haunt.”
Ef can no longer comment. Because the feeling in the ghost will always follow Lin, just as Ef felt ten years ago. The shadow still exists to this day.
Ef helped Lin stand up and saw him walking towards the kitchen.
“You want breakfast?” ef's question Lin answered by shaking his head. Maya soon followed into the kitchen.
“Mana Hamish?”
“She's to the house next door. Want to find a tool he said.” Maya sat down next to Lin and hugged her partner.
“You guys have breakfast first, I'll go around looking for logistics, one more hour we leave.”
Just as Ef was about to leave the house, the radio hanging from Ef's waist rang.
“Tower to team. Report your status!”
Ef picked up the radio and pressed the answer button.
“Sorry tower's. Your team I've sent to hell.”
Back sounding rustling sign the interlocutor was about to answer.
“Looks like I underestimated you too, Mr. Tamada.”
I have heard the voice of the man who answered. The voice was like the voice of the group leader as Ef got into a fight with the Hell Game guards who tried to seduce Lin as their entourage left the ship for the bus.
“Don't I tell you, if you bother us. I'll use my abilities.”
“You will pay for your vanity, Mr. Tamada!”
“I wait for the pay!” Answer Ef while closing the conversation.
Ef sped up his movements to check on another house he had not had time to inspect yesterday. Their location was already discovered, the brand could not linger in this village.
At the very end of the house, Ef found a logistic crate like before. It is also more or less the same. Food, medicine, weapons complete with ammunition and clothing. There is only one thing that is different. Binoculars. Ef put food and binnocular into the backpack and left other logistics.
By the time he returned home, Hamish had already joined Lin and Maya in the kitchen. The man was busy stuffing bread and chicken pieces into his big belly.
“I found this, Capt” Hamish raised Screwdriver, Tank and a set of bolt player keys of various sizes.
“Good, that thing we really need. You guys don't eat?” Ef asked the two women who were just quietly facing the dining table.
“I'm not hungry yet, Lin is also.”
“Good. We eat on the go.”
Before leaving, Hamish still had time to put bread and chicken in the bag and carry it. He was so concerned with the needs of the stomach.
The fifteen team left the village at nine in the morning. They chose the back road across the plantation rather than through the village shaft road.
Check point two is in the north direction twenty kilometers from the village. If it did not stop too much, they could arrive at that location before dark.
But their movement this time was slower than before. Because Lin's condition was weak due to mental load. Though yesterday, after the attempted rape she did not appear to have been hit. This time his mentality was completely chaotic.
After passing through the plantation area they re-enter the wilderness. If usually people will be afraid if they have to linger in the forest, different from what the fifteen teams feel. They feel safer when they are in the thickets of large trees. The chances of being seen by an enemy are smaller than being in an open area.
Ef had to stop his team's movements several times because Lin's condition never improved even weaker. Moreover, he had not sipped a single piece of bread since last night. Poor mental state and physical hunger made him weaker.
It was almost dark but their journey was still quite. The countdown time on their necklaces is 48 hours away before it becomes 0.
“We rest on that hill. Our journey continues tomorrow.” Eph pointed to the hill before them. This choice had to be taken to recover Lin's weakened condition.
Unexpectedly, the top of the hill was an abandoned coffee plantation. The coffee trees have grown to nearly five meters tall. There was a bamboo hut at the base of the plantation. They decided to rest there.
The cottage was not long in residence. There was still one sack of coffee beans that had dried inside the hut. Also simple cookware around the wood stove.
“You rest here. I'll find the water source.”
“Better this time you stay here looking after Lin. Let us find water.” Maya immediately stood up after offering herself up
“We?” ask Hamish.
“Yes, you and me. Are you so cowardly as to let me go alone?” Maya glares her eyes at Hamish.
“Let's go. We sit down first.”
“You if you sit down will go straight to sleep. Come!” Pull Hamish's hand up.
“Do not go far and always keep communication,” said Ef when Maya and Hamish stepped out.
After Maya and Hamish, Ef began to turn on the fire in the furnace and fry the coffee beans with a fried tool that was there. After drying he mashed it until smooth and brewed it with hot water.
“Coffee is a natural sedative. Drink.” Ef handed Lin a coffee cup. “Hot watch,”
Lin received the glass earlier and blew it a few times. The girl frowned after drinking a mouthful.
“Bitter,” complained Lin.
“Now drink bitter coffee first. Later we buy sugar and milk in the front shop yes, baby.”
Finally, after a silent day. This time Lin laughed.
***
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