Tea and Cultural Revolution

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"Alright, it's done, sir! That would be ten ration cards." The barbers said,  I reached into my pocket and handed him the money. If I choose to run away I would come home with an incomplete haircut so he added the finishing touches and dusted my back and face with powder. I now swapped my long hair for a slicked one.

The Colony has changed allot, In a few weeks, this secret hideout has become a small trading hub where spice merchants pass by they like this route since we are a bit on the friendlier side when it comes to taxes.

Alexander is a strange man, He lets the merchants pass free unless they give him Pre-War books. It's truly weird I see no value from it. He could have at least made some money, But I never underestimate Alexander's intellect. There is something cooking inside his head. I can't figure out what that could be.

I knew I was going to visit Mother. 

As I walking towards the Barracks where the families of the soldiers are given free housing in return for their family members fighting for the NUAF.

"Excuse me, Sir," I asked the gatekeeper "Where would building 3D be?"

"Hang a left, my brother. You should see it."

"Thanks."

And yes I saw the apartment.

I knocked at the door of room 3D.

"Unless its Alexi Orlov go away!" She shouts

"It's me Ma! I'm alright." I said

Like she hit Mach 3 she quickly opened the door.

"Hey ma, It's me I miss you," I said and smiled

I was shocked to see Mama's smile quickly disappeared.

"Wh-Whats wrong?" I asked.

"What happened to your mouth?"

She has fucking eagle eyes how did she spot my prosthetic teeth?

"You don't talk like that your voice sounds so different and I notice your mouth is moving slightly to the left as if to stop something from slipping off."

 There was no hiding it, I took off the prosthetic teeth, From sadness to fear she saw my face slightly sagging like it was sunken.

"You are not the Alexi I know! What did the NUAF do to my boy?!"

I quickly put back my false teeth.

"Mother the NUAF are going to end this war I know it! They cured you and they gave me a true sense of purpose! How can you not be grateful?!"

"You are becoming like your father. He keeps on thinking about himself rather than the people who truly need him the most. I fear you are becoming that very man."

At this point, I was fucking pissed.

I didn't want to say anything mean to her. I just turned my back around and left despite her protesting I just walked away.

This will not help. I rather spend my time working on actually helping the NUAF not sitting down hearing my old lady bitch about shit.

I didn't sleep at her place rather stayed at the barracks like ever other people here.

The NUAF, for now, was recovering its losses from an earlier skirmish, Apparently, Alexander leads a raid and a few soldiers got wounded and one died. But most importantly our only Technical was taken out by an Anti-Tank Rifle.

Not only that Financially we are doing very poorly. If we can't address this issue we can possibly collapse. The USRR being the cheeky fucks they are. They flooded the market of our fake Ration Cards and before we knew it one sack of NUAF RC can buy only one loaf of bread. We needed a solution. Alexander is thinking of one for the past few weeks.

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