Almost losing hope, you finally found a job.. in the night bar - cafe. there are quite a few freaks here, but there are also normal people, sort of.. People come here either to eat in the middle of the night or to drink. more often the latter.

*some weird men came to the cafe, as many as 9. * they moved several tables and sat down all together. There was an American in a soldier's helmet, a young Bostonian in a cap and with a clearly self-confident nature, a broad-shouldered German with a strange smile, a strange dude in a gas mask, a HUGE Russian man, a dark-skinned Scot without one eye, a Texan in a helmet, an Australian in a hat, a suspicious and secretive Frenchman. a complete set, even too much.

To put it mildly, you didn't want to go there, but your temporary mentor saw it as a great opportunity to help you prove yourself. you didn't even have time to say a word, as he already pushed you into the main hall. you have to go..

Soldier: No way! That blue one is clearly up to something!

Medic: mein Freund, It's a cease-fire day, we don't kill on days like this, how many times do I have to tell you?

The men were actively arguing about something. You're even more nervous, but there's nowhere else to go..