This is a building with an area equivalent to a large shopping mall. Fortunately, the area where the "trigger" bar was damaged was minimal. After the incident, it immediately resumed business for a while and almost became the most popular place in the whole Mukahe fortress.
The trigger bar mainly receives guests, that is, mercenaries and relic hunters. Many people who work in the wilderness will also regard it as a frontier supply and rest point. After all, it is safer to protect the soldiers with thick walls and nearly 10,000 field corps than to shelter the wilderness from camping.
And some off-duty officers and soldiers also like to come to the trigger bar to drink, and chat with those mercenaries and hunters to brag and do some legal or illegal "small business"
It’s two o’clock in the afternoon, which is one of the coldest hours of the day in the trigger bar-the bar guests are either working or sleeping in the guest room at this time, and the bar lobby will gradually become lively until later.
But even so, there are still several tables scattered in the lobby at this time. There are people drinking, eating and nothing sitting there. The third kind of people are the most. Of course, the bar manager will not drive away these people who occupy the seats at this time. Anyway, there are so many seats now that this group of people will add a little popularity to the lobby.
However, compared with last week, the number of customers who consumed drinks and food in the trigger bar was much less during the day or at night … This is not because the number of people in the bar decreased, but the prices of all drinks and food increased by nearly 50% compared with last week.
"I heard that the prices of goods and materials will soar recently …" A mercenary dressed up a man playing with a kerosene lighter in his hand and said to his companion, "I’m going to set up a transport team to transport goods and materials from the ark to resell them here. If we can control the price difference, we should be able to make a fortune."
"Make a fortune? I’m afraid you didn’t make any money, but you lost your life. "His companion frowned." I got more accurate information than you. Yesterday, I should have gone to the base of that truck of goods and materials. In my opinion, I’m afraid there will be a war. "
"Is this news reliable?" The first statement mercenaries stopped moving a face of nervously staring at the companion across the table and asked.
"The news is that I bought fifteen rounds of tungsten core armor-piercing bullets and a sergeant who came to the bar on a break yesterday to’ find business’. Even if there is a mistake, it is not much worse." Another mercenary pressed the sound even lower.
The so-called "looking for business" is a slang word. People in the army sometimes leak some urgent news to these people to earn some extra money. However, after the authenticity of this news is over, buyers need to distinguish for themselves some guys who are good at eloquence and making up stories. They can even get a hearty snack by relying on three or two lies.
"Yeah, if it’s going to war, wouldn’t it be dangerous for us to stay here? Have you been back to the Ark team recently? Hurry up and pack up and return to the Ark with the fastest team. To be honest, having an Ark can give me a sense of security and no fortress base can replace it. "
"Bang!" A glass was upside down, and a young man with white skin, white hair and even white eyebrows and pupils sat down. "There won’t be a motorcade back to the ark recently … I have the latest and most reliable news. If you can buy me a drink, I can give you this news."
"Who are you?"
"An unknown relic hunter only works as a part-time intelligence dealer," said the white man. "Or the main business intelligence dealer occasionally visits the relics … After all, who wants to work hard if he can make money safely?"
The two mercenaries looked at each other and the latter shook his head. "I haven’t heard of you. How can you guarantee that your news is worth a glass of wine? Why don’t you tell us the news first? If we think the news is natural, we will buy you a drink. "
"I’m afraid it’s against the rules," the white man shook his finger. "Once the news gets out, it’s worthless, and I’m doing a very dry job now. I have to get something to drink to moisten my voice first."
"Do you want to be a white wolf?" The first mercenary turned slightly embarrassed and put his fist on the table-although fighting is forbidden in the trigger bar, it’s hard to say anything if you leave the surveillance camera. The two mercenaries have already taken a hint of threat in their expression and movement.
The young man in white doesn’t seem to realize that he has annoyed the two mercenaries-let alone that he has beaten two, even if he fights two, it seems that he is no match for these big and muscular mercenaries.
Moreover, this person has no obvious signs of being transformed or strengthened-perhaps as he said, intelligence peddling is his main business.
For mercenaries and relic hunters, a real intelligence dealer must make good friends with people, but this guy is a character who has even heard of it. He may be running around and cheating.
"Tell you what," the white man showed a little difficulty. "I can tell you half of the news first. If you think it’s valuable and want to know the rest, buy me a drink. If you are not interested in the news or think it’s false, then forget it."
The two mercenaries looked at each other again and nodded slightly. "You say the first half and we will make a decision."
"No problem." The white man cleared his throat, first swept the bar lobby out of the corner of his eye, then leaned over the bass and said to the two mercenaries, "Six hours ago, the reconnaissance man-machine department at Mukah base was released from the hangar, and about half of them returned an hour ago, and these men-machines showed signs of extremely unstable flight, obviously because the long-distance flight ran out of energy."
"What is this news? We also know that there is going to be a war-then we must send a man-machine reconnaissance battlefield first! " The first mercenary leng frowned and said that when he wanted to wave the trick away, another mercenary held his companion’s hand and said to the white man, "I’ll ask you to continue with this glass of wine."
The white man smiled without saying a word. His right index finger table tapped his eyes and glanced at the glass in front of him.
"It’s cheapest to pour him a glass of wine," the mercenary called the bartender.
At present, the cheapest way to trigger the bar is to mix concentrated wine pulp with water to make "diluted wine", which has a faint smell of industrial alcohol. Not many people like it, but even so, the price of this wine has risen to 10 cents a cup.
Ten letters on the Ark is enough to buy a whole bottle of cheap sparkling wine.