Chapter 415 The Soul of Gurkha!

At noon, in the restaurant of the five-star Du Wali Hotel in Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal, Mu Fan sat quietly with a beautiful local girl. The girl was naturally the stewardess Mu Fan met on the plane, named Devi Bahadur Tapa,

Mu Fan gave the girl a glass of red wine and said with a gentle smile, "Divi, why is your name so long? Is it all like this?"

The girl's thick golden long wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders, and the strands are hot and charming! Thick eyelashes, charming eyes, sexy and rich lips reveal all kinds of amorous feelings all the time. A pink-purple Joe & Jules ultra-short shawl jacket sets off her first-class excellent figure, coupled with a tender yellow chanel velvet knee-length skirt, a pair of black PIN KY&ROSE high boots, wheat-colored skin is healthy and unique.

The girl squeezed her lips, and her lively and cheerful appearance was full of unique amorous feelings. She spoke fluent English and said with a smile, "Our country's name is very long. It not only includes my surname and first name, but also shows my hobbies, wishes and beliefs. Because our country is a Hindu country, many people also like to use the names of gods in Hindu legends as part of their names. The names of our people are usually divided into three parts: first, the real name, or the name of God; the hobby or ideal in the middle, and finally the surname. For example, my name, Devi is a goddess and my name, Bachdur means hero, and Tapa is my surname, "

Mu Fan was slightly stunned and said with a wry smile, "Why do you want to be a hero as a beautiful girl?"

The girl shrugged her shoulders and smiled cheerfully and said, "Yes, I have liked to listen to old people tell all kinds of ancient heroic stories about our country since I was a child. Ha ha, after I was a child, I often fantasized that I would become a hero in the future,"

Mu Fan raised the cup and touched the girl with a smile, and then took a sip. His expression was light but gentle, completely like an aristocratic gentleman. The girl looked at her with a charming smile.

The girl pointed around and smiled, "The Duvali Hotel is one of the most satisfactory hotels here. Many tourists come to the hotel and will cancel the afternoon shopping activities and enjoy the luxury and comfort in the hotel. The furnishings in the hotel are mostly antique and have strong local characteristics. Almost every room is a large suite, drinking red wine, soaking in the bathtub, and listening to music is really enjoyable! In addition, if you come here, you must experience Nepalese food in the hotel. The restaurant is very good, and the taste is very close to your Chinese food, which is easy to accept. The service of the hotel is very, very good, which is definitely much better than the cold formula service of most 5-star hotels! Every waiter is very warm and considerate. What, are you satisfied with my recommendation?

Mu Fan nodded with a smile, looked at the girl seriously, and said with a smile, "How about it? Do you have time to walk around with me in the afternoon? If I don't let you run for nothing, I can pay you according to the time. How about knowing me, a friend who has never been to this country?

The girl shrugged her shoulders and said, "I have a half-month vacation. Anyway, it's okay. I'm naturally happy to take you to experience the customs of our country, but I haven't been to many places. I don't want money, but how about you pay for dinner and some paid places to visit?"

Mu Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was not entangled in this issue. He nodded. After dinner in the hotel at noon, they went out. Kathmandu is an ancient city with a long history. Naturally, there are many ancient buildings, but many of them have the demeanor of Hinduism, just two days. In time, Devi took Mu Fan to most of the places of interest and some unique commercial streets in this ancient city. However, for Mu Fan, it seems that it is really better to know this girl than to watch the exotic customs of these scenic spots and historical sites. Mu Fan has never been here. In the past few years, Mu Fan has stayed in this ancient city five times, and naturally he is also familiar with it. Therefore, this girl is a local in Mu Fan's eyes. No wonder she can become a stewardess. The cultural quality of the stewardess is naturally the same as that of many vases.

Walking on the road of a relatively ordinary civilian commercial street, shuttling through people and listening to the shop staff shouting on both sides of the street, this street is mostly full of local accessories or some local specialty shops. The lively scene gives people a harmonious atmosphere. Devi, who walks beside Mu Fan, happily introduces the goods placed in various shops on the roadside.

Devi pointed to the whole street and smiled, "This street has a long history. Since the last century, it has been a famous foreign trade commercial street here. Many things are imported from abroad. For example, in the jewelry store we passed before, some of the horned jewelry was purchased from your China Tibet. Come here, there are also some Buddhist charms purchased from India. Isn't it lively?

Looking at Devi with a cap and looking at Mu Fan with a smile, Mu Fan nodded and smiled, "It's very lively. Do you often come here?"

Devi suddenly said sadly, "Every time I get off the plane, I have to come here for a walk. I grew up in this street when I was a child, but now it's much better. A few years ago, especially in 2006, there was a big riot here, on April 11. Dissatisfied with King Gyanendra's policies, demonstrations and protests have erupted in the capital of Nepal for a week. The Nepalese government issued an order to impose a daytime curfew four days ago and ordered to cut off mobile phone signals across the country to stop the strike, but the curfew failed to curb the demonstrations and was in danger of losing control. The nobto gathered tens of thousands of people and blocked in front of the palace, causing the explosion-proof armed police to disperse, chaos, fire, explosive cars, fleeing people, and ferocious armed police chasing the demonstrators everywhere. That year was the biggest disaster in our country, but it was also the most memorable year. It was also the demonstration of that year. Two years later, that is, in 2008, our country changed from a monarchy to the current republic..."

Looking at Devi's sluggish expression at this time, with sadness in his eyes, Mu Fan smiled faintly and said, "Was it possible that you were also in the demonstration that year?"

Devi took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, but my parents were present, and both of my parents died in that parade."

Mu Fan was slightly stunned and apologized; "I'm sorry, it brings back your memories,"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, it's over. By the way, do you know, there was a hero I admire that year," Devi shook his head, and then smiled. "At the beginning, he ordered the explosion-proof armed police to disperse the demonstrators, and the former top executive of the Royal Guard, who could order by any means, was Killed! And successfully threatened the king to compromise and agree to restore the parliament. It can be said that if it were not for that person, our country might still be under the king's authoritarian rule!"

Mu Fan was slightly stunned and frowned at Dai Wei. The girl who was full of amorous feelings at this time smiled bitterly and said, "That person may just be the killer who collects money. You also worship this kind of person. That person's money eliminates disasters for others. This is our ancient Chinese saying, which is very normal,"

Devi shook his head and retorted, and said firmly: "It's different! I don't care whether he received the money or not, but as long as he does, he is the hero I admire! If it weren't for him, many people might have died in that demonstration! Is money more important than human life?

Mu Fan secretly said, "In the eyes of the killer, there is a price for human life." Of course, he will not say this to destroy the only beautiful thing that the girl deserves her memory.

While the two were talking, they walked to a special store. There were many knives hanging outside the door. Mu Fan looked curiously and was about whether to go in or not. Dai Wei's face was full of strange brilliance and gave Mu Fan a positive look. Mu Fan was helpless and followed Devi in with a smile.

As soon as I entered the door, there was a room of only more than a dozen square meters, but the wall was covered with all kinds of craft knives. The many styles made Mu Fan, who had seen all kinds of knives, have to marvel. However, the knives here have a characteristic. They are all machetes, and they all have beautiful scabbards, exquisite and gorgeous, large. According to the estimate, at least about one thousand, Mu Fan looked at it and exclaimed. On the contrary, Debbie, a 25-year-old girl beside him, was touching all kinds of knives with a childish face. It seemed that the girl was very familiar with the boss. The boss was a middle-aged man, bloated, but his face was kind and he joked with the girl. After a few words, he left.

Daiwei walked to Mu Fan with an exquisite machete, in high spirit and his eyes were burning. "Look, this is our national knife, Nepal machete, and also the saber of our national army. Isn't it beautiful?"

At this time, Mu Fan understood why there was a heroism in Devi's name. It seemed that this girl really loved these things. She took the machete, looked at it a few times, and smiled, "Do you like Nepalese machete very much?"

Devi said conceitedly, "This is the saber of our country. None of the real men in the army will be equipped with one. The Nepalese saber is the standard saber of the Nepalese army. The scabbard is very light and easy to carry. It can kill the opponent in an instant. The attack radius and attack range of the Nepalese saber are large, and the attack radius is slightly smaller. In the spade, the attack range should be larger than all close-up weapons. The Nepalese saber is about 130 degrees to 140 degrees from the upper left corner to the lower right corner. And our Nepalese saber also has a very beautiful legend. It is said that in the Himalayas, outstanding men there are constantly transported to the outside world and fight for foreign flags on foreign lands. It is the most daunting mercenary legion in the world - the Gurkha Legion. The Gurkha people have always been known for their bravery. The weapon they use, the Gurkha machete, is extremely sharp. In the hands of the Gurkhas, this seemingly small machete has become an unbelievable and dangerous weapon, which has been used to establish a rare heroic and tenacious reputation in several battles. And the machete in the hands of the Gurkha warriors is now the Nepalese machete.

After listening carefully to Dai Wei's talk about what he knew about the Nepalese machete, Mu Fan smiled, then glanced around, picked up a highly simulated Nepalese machete, pulled out the scabbard, and the knife body was bright and dazzling. Mu Fan walked to Devi and smiled faintly; The Nepalese military knife swings the knife speed of the light knife, which is comparable to the axe, but the swing speed of the heavy knife is the slowest. It's a little scary. In addition, the second heavy knife of the saber has been wielded for a long time. The light knife of the saber is about 70, and the heavy knife is 100 for the whole body. The Nepalese saber is actually quite easy to use. It is faster than a shovel and farther away than an axe. It is a comprehensive version of the two. The scratches are slanted, so you should press down when throwing the knife. If the enemy jumps to the top right of you, you can easily cut his foot. The group fight is different. The shovel has to retreat as soon as it comes out. It is not appropriate to entangle the enemy. The light range of this knife is not small, and the power is quite large. Although it is not as fast as an axe, the heavy knife is faster than both. The speed of the knife can save many situations and easily hit the head. Playing personal battles can be a seductive sneak attack and then suddenly turn around and give him a knife, which is unexpected. If you don't have time to react to the knife in the future, just use a light knife to attack his head.

After listening to Mu Fan's narration, Devi was slightly stunned. Mu Fan turned around and picked up a knife hanging on the wall and continued to laugh. "The Gurkha mercenaries you mentioned are real, not a legend. They have existed for centuries, and now they are still the world's famous mercenary army. Gurkha machete is completely made by Made by hand. It uses high-quality steel and goes through several processes: sampleing, punching, quenching, polishing, loading, and sheathing until it is completed. The blade of the Gurkha machete is sharp, the head is heavy and the back is thick, and the center of gravity is forward, which is easy to cut. The knife handle is made of different materials such as mahogany, horns, antlers, brass, etc. Some are also made of precious antelope horns and rhino horns. The scabbards are made of wooden scabbards, silver bags, copper bags, buffalo skin, horns and other materials, and some of them are also engraved on the Golka machetes. The name of the warrior and the badge of the legion. The modern Gurkha machete is more important for collection. The back of the knife is carved with the pattern of the ancient palace of Nepal. The scabbard is exquisitely made and exquisitely decorated. It is a masterpiece of Nepalese national art. Naturally, it is worthy of being the national knife of Nepal! Ha ha, you love knives so much. You should also have this kind of knife at home, right?

Divi looked up and looked at Mu Fan with strange eyes. He nodded and suddenly said in an extremely gentle tone, "I have fifteen in my family. Since my fourteenth birthday, my father has bought me one. Every year on my birthday, I will buy one for myself..."

For Mu Fan looking at Devi, who was a little shy at this time, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. Then he bought five pocket Nepalese army knives, and then bought a high imitation one-to-one craft Nepalese army knife and gave it to Devi. As her birthday gift this year, Devi took the knife and breathed a little short and hugged the knife tightly. In his arms, Mu Fan smiled bitterly. After being crazy for more than an hour, the two went back, but when they just left here, five figures appeared in the shop across the street, with a cold face, saying something they didn't understand, and then disappeared again.

(Ask for tickets, brothers, beggars want to be a little crazy! Do you dare to fight together....)