WEDNESDAY NOVEL BOOK

CHAPTER TWENTY

THE THREATENING TO THE FILIPINO MASSES BY THE PHILIPPINE DEMOCRATIC FORCES AND CAPITALIST OPPRESSORS

By: Comrade Mark Cua

Once I am on travel to the a province in the Philippines, and I know and very well aware some of the places and barrios had already been revolting against the Philippine democratic Government. These are the places are the Ethnic Groups, Townfolks revolted and joined the revolution. 

What the Filipino people is seeing are just a fake Illusion the Philippine democratic Government want to project into their sight. But deep on those projections are hidden truth there is a civil war between the Philippine Democratic Government and the Communist Party of the Philippines. 

It is also being covered up by ABS-CBN, GMA, and other Media networks collaborating with the Philippine democratic Government. I have seen Barrios, Small towns fall under the control of the Communist Party of the Philippines and declared themselves revolutionary towns. No Philippine Democratic Government Official can enter nor has no jurisdiction over those areas. 

While Travelling, I notice rows of Philippine Democratic Soldiers patrolling the Cities and some of them are on the outskirts of town. I knew the Philippine Democratic Government had only left to control major cities and most a vast areas from the revolutionary movement. We were on our way to the resort just several metres from the City proper. I notice a Philippine Democratic Government Forces detachment. 

On their tables are women, wines, and some of them are playing cards. 

I told my comrade, "Hold on. I want to see this myself and see for myself the truth behind the abuses." 

Our SUV (Sports Utility Vehicle) owned by my comrade who is a lawyer had been around the highway just a few kilometres off the Detachment. I noticed women are being molested, the High ranking junior officers from the Philippine Democratic Forces are drunk and half naked. 

My comrade said,"Well...well...Why am i not surprise. Comrade. The true face of the Philippine democratic soldiers." We went ahead to the nearby outskirt of the City and lodged for awhile. We saw a number of soldiers living like drunk American GIs molesting the Women and along with their shoulders are their armaments. Mostly M16 or M4 Carbines. 

I told my comrade,"If I am the commander of these bastards trust me I will give them a good reprimanding and order them to stand by the camp for 48 Hours." My comrade just laughed and said,"Just like what you did to the new recruits in our Revolutionary Organization."

I smiled back at him and he already knew what he can paint from my face. An Evil plan and an agenda. Every time he sees those grin smile he already knew someone's going down hard.  I just told him we will wait for awhile and wait for the right hour. My comrade had a property just off the city proper and instead of building over it an establishment he just made it like a small farm. 

Beside his property are small time farmers and town folks much more like the Filipinos called Barrios. 

One Morning While sitting on the bench on my comrades Balcony, I saw a 4 by 4 truck owned by the Philippine democratic Government forces. Riding it was a group of 10 soldiers from the detachment we saw at the outskirt of the City. My Comrade gave me a cup of coffee and watched how the Philippine Democratic Soldiers oppressed the farmers. 

We also noticed behind them are somewhat from a mining company (Capitalist Company). 

My Comrade tried to leap off and save the farmer but i stopped him. I said," Hold your horses, Comrade. You cannot save him that way as you can see we only have 2 short handguns and 5 magazines." I continued," They have 10 M4 Carbines and 10 Handguns. We are outgunned."

I whispered to him how we can help the oppressed farmers. The Philippine Democratic Soldiers forcibly entered the farmers property and dragged out the farmers and their families. At gunpoint, the seemingly like those from a Capitalist company came closer to the farmers and families and showed a document. 

After the Philippine democratic Soldiers and the Capitalist Oppressors left, I and my comrade took out several bondages, first aid kits, and betadines and rushed to the scene. We noticed some of the farmers had been beaten with the butt of the M4 Carbines and the women had bruises in their cheeks. Without any remorse we help the farmers and their families got up and tended their bruises and wounds. 

We told the farmers the medical supplies are for free and they don't have to pay a cent to us. 

One of the farmers namely Robredo Aguiles a native of Northern Luzon finally opened up and spoke to us. He told us why they are being oppressed by the Philippine Democratic Soldiers and representatives from seemingly a mining company. 

Mr Robredo Aguiles Said,"Thank You Sir. It is so nice of you to tend our wounds." he continued,"The Mining company wants our ancestral lands and they had placed mining equipments and poisoned our rivers." 

I tapped Mr Robredo a 56 year old farmer with 3 sons. Letting him know We are listening and concerned for them. I notice a very peculiar guy and he doesn't seem to belong to any of the Philippine democratic Forces. He smiled at us although we are strangers and left with his buddies. I am doubting in my head I am guessing these are the so called NPA (New People's Army) or possibly a group of robbers plotting how to rob us. 

Because if they are robbers they could have already robbed us and pointed to us their guns. But they didn't and even gave us a hand sign 'We will not harm you nor we are here to harm you'. We assisted back the farmers to their homes and my comrade called for his chamber maid to prepare food for 15 families. The farmers humbly declined but comrade Persisted. 

He setup long tables made of wood and plates for the families. 

We dined with them without any remorse and without any disgust. We humbly ate with them and treated them like one of our own in the property. That night before leaving, Mr Francisco Bato approached us and gave us an ethnic handicraft. We accepted it and he humbly said this is all we can give. 

I told him its okay there is nothing to be ashamed about. I tapped him on the arm and shoulder to show we appreciate their humble gifts. The handicraft was a local anito from the Ethnic Groups. Mr Francisco Bato said, "May Bathala bless you and repay your kindness and humbleness you showed us."

We smiled back at them and bid farewell as they all went back to their houses.