Time: May 2, 4654
Recorder: Cheng Qiaochu
Summary: The N-A1 team killed two suspected gangsters during patrol, rescued four hostages, intercepted a small engineering vehicle, two modified medium machine guns, several .308 caliber bullets, in addition to 24L of drinking water and 12 boxes of compressed food. , there are no casualties on our side; there are two new sentry posts at Tiantian South Road today; how to dispose of the 16L of expired gasoline in the warehouse is yet to be discussed; everything else is normal.
Remark:
Today is the 789th day since the fall of the mother city of District 14. In the mountains, life passes slowly, but every day is very busy. Yesterday we accepted the 22nd new member to join the team, and learned a series of amazing news from her... I haven't written a diary seriously for a long time. I just have time today, so I will make some additional records. .
Adjusting to the chaos was easier than I thought. This is not to say that life in the past two years has not been cruel. On the contrary, in the three months before the fall of the Mother City, this place was a hell on earth. But thankfully, we not only have food, water, and weapons, but we also have a sturdy shelter that has been modified and rested several times, which is enough to withstand any invading enemy.
What scares us most are women, all kinds of defenseless women, pregnant women, women with children, women who are alone but almost on the verge of death due to illness and injury... We can expel those who come to covet our living space. enemies, but when facing them, everything becomes difficult. Young people in shelters tend to be soft-hearted, so Lin Jiao and I have been doing the work of deporting them. During our patrol last week, we found a pregnant woman giving birth on the roadside. There was no one around her, and she was lying alone on a slope in the forest. We don’t know how she got here. She was already dying when we found her. She begged us to save her baby no matter what, so we helped her deliver the baby on the roadside.
When I was delivering the baby, I was thinking, if the baby is a girl, maybe we can really try to take the baby back and discuss the baby's fate with everyone. Now we are different from two years ago. In the past two years, we have saved seeds from the ground, have a vegetable garden, 20 chickens, and four sheep. We have also established a basic material exchange center in the town to provide shelter. The shelter is no longer living beyond its means...but unfortunately, the child is a boy, and there is no place for a man in our shelter, even for a baby boy.
The woman left very quickly because of the hemorrhage. She did not look after the child at the last moment, but kept holding my hand and pleading. If it was two years ago, I would probably have been shaken. Pleasant habits become palatable very quickly, and no matter how abhorrent something may be, once it becomes a part of daily life, there is nothing to hesitate about.
Finally, we decided to drive to a nearby militia group and hand the children over to them, along with the four hostages we rescued today. Anyway, the gasoline we stored two years ago was almost expiring, and there was little use for it. The departure time is set for tomorrow morning, so we can bring all the gas with us and see if we can exchange for some coffee and dental floss.
Tomorrow is also the death anniversary of Teacher Chen. The house we live in now is Teacher Chen’s old house. More than 20 years ago, she heard that we were preparing for doomsday survival, so she handed us the keys to this three-story old house. Later, Teacher Chen passed away. In her will, she officially donated the building and the surrounding fifty hectares of land to the Islands Poetry Society. After that, most of the members of the Archipelago would come here to get together in the winter, and little by little we turned this place into a real sanctuary.
The new member who joined today is Yelena's student. I can't remember her name now. After all, everyone in the North Fourteenth District has a long list of names. During dinner, she took out a newspaper, which was a series of reports about the 17th District - the former Women's Progress Party of the 12th District was officially established in the northern part of the 12th District. From the Afrontai Strait in the north of the original District 12 to the Meri Plain in the south, more than 40 islands, including the Bay of Corto in the east, have since all separated from the jurisdiction of the original District 12 and become the Seventeenth New District, also known as Sa blessing.
The front page of the newspaper published a group photo of the members of the first Supreme Council. There were eleven people in total. We recognized Hesta standing in the middle at a glance. Except for a little trace of aging, she had hardly changed! Those eyes were as bright and lively as when I first met her! We couldn't understand the words in District 12, so Yelena's students interpreted the names of these people and the details of the subsequent reports to us. There is not much really useful information in the report, only lengthy denigrations of District 17. For example, due to the scarcity of men in District 17, making male partners has become a privilege that only upper-class women can secretly enjoy. Women at the bottom are busy all day long, but all year round Can't even put a man's finger on it - so funny! We really haven't laughed like this for a long time, everyone was laughing so hard!
But what can I say, good slander! If District 17 is a place praised by them, then it is not worthy of our expectations. Let us cheer for its establishment! We discussed things related to Sappho with great interest. Although these reports were stinky, we still read each article several times. Every new detail revealed between the lines made us curious and excited. . We discussed that the restoration of order in District 14 should happen in the next two or three years. By then, we can go to Sappho to see for ourselves and see how this female-dominated world works.
Elena was very excited and began to think about her life in Sappho in the future. We all discussed what we could do after we go there. Lin Jiao noticed that I had not talked to her and asked me what was wrong. I said Sappho was very good. You must go there in your lifetime, but you only go there to have a look, and you will eventually come back.
Everyone was surprised and asked me if I didn’t want to live in a better place. Of course I want to go, but the establishment of Sappho was not bought by my blood. Even if I get there, I will only be a guest there. Furthermore, I cannot regard a place I have never seen as my future home... Hesta is a person without a hometown, but I do.
Elena felt that I was speaking ill of Hesta and lost her temper with me on the spot. Lin Jiao stopped our quarrel. Lin Jiao knew that this was not a bad word, it was Hesta's exact words - when we went to the mountains to stargaze together many years ago, Hesta said personally that she had never found the feeling of hometown anywhere in the world. That night, Hestad said that someone once told her that people are like seeds. Some people begin to take root and sprout from the time they are born, while others, such as herself, do not have such deep feelings for the land. You can live anywhere, but you can't even talk about taking root.
When I was washing dishes at night, Lin Jiao came over to chat. She said that she could understand my thoughts, but in the officially recorded history of human civilization, this was after all the first political power established by a woman, and she was not able to participate in its original establishment. The process is regrettable, but at least in the future construction and maintenance, later people can truly join this wave that is destined to be written into history. Are you really not going to give it a try?
I didn't answer immediately, and I actually didn't know. I still don’t have answers for a lot of things. Will those voices that we have not yet been able to express in District 14 be heard in another place? Does anyone in another land really care about our accusations, the anger that is so tightly bound to our past? If I cut off my roots that have grown for forty years and go to a foreign land, will what awaits me be greater freedom or greater aphasia?
Lin Jiao laughed dumbly, and then hugged me.
Anyway, I'm very happy to hear the news today. Looking back on my encounter with Hesta, I felt that everything was very strange. If I could see her again, I think I would ask her if she now feels like she has put down roots. I couldn't help but burst into tears when I thought about the many women in this world like Hesta, who were born without a homeland, who worked together to create a country of their own. The world has changed rapidly in the past twenty years, but there has never been a moment like today when I felt such a strong emotion of witnessing history... even though it is not my home.
I wish them all the best, and hope that one day, I can also set foot on our Sappho.
