Chapter 4 wedge

…Sixty years after the glorious but bloody Zaione War of Independence, I visited this young planet from Earth as a special correspondent for the Associated Press. After drawing up a ten-day itinerary for the material collection in the capital Herables, I spent nearly two days traveling to a small town near the desert in order to meet a young soldier who participated in the War of Independence. After arriving in the small town, it took me almost half a day to find the old gentleman.The old gentleman lived in a concrete building that looked like a ruin.When I gave my identity and name, the old gentleman in work clothes still drank gin from time to time, ignoring my existence indifferently.Because of this, I was scared, and I deliberately reminded him that I came from the earth to interview him, and then started the conversation with him.

"Mr., during the War of Independence, you fought against the Earth Army as a member of the Crimson Party! May I ask why you joined the Crimson Party?" Since the old gentleman didn't answer me, I repeat my question again.At this time, the old man's eyes lit up as if they had changed from inorganic to organic in an instant, and he began to speak like a high-speed gun. "You ask me if I was once a member of the Crimson Party? Young man, it seems that you don't seem to understand what happened at that time. At that time, not only me, but even a star on the roadside of this planet Xiao Shizi are all members of the Crimson Party! Here, there is absolutely no room for those guys from the Pure White Party. Those guys’ roots are clearly on the earth, but they insist on sprouting and growing here.”

While feeling the strong aura of the old man, I also looked around the large room.There is nothing in the room except the furniture needed for life, it is just like a monotonous and simple room in a military house. Those walls that seem to be white with yellow, and yellow with white, have long been difficult to see their original colors.On the wall, there are several faded photo posters adorning it.It is a relic left by those young revolutionaries or guerrilla fighters who were full of dreams and enthusiasm.Among these, the title of one poster caught my attention. "Red-Hot Dragon!"

... All I have to say is that there are stories about them.