Okay, enough talk, it's time for action.
The savannah in Africa is very beautiful, and if it's possible, I wish to build a house here.
This diary isn't of much value. The only thing to reference is this location.
Africa? What could possibly be there?
"1954.02.26, Friday, clear weather, Tanzania."
A month has passed. What were they doing here?
"It must be the dead of winter back home. Here, we still have to prevent heatstroke. The weather above the equator truly feels like midsummer year-round. If it could be merged with the weather in the old Northeast, it would probably feel much more comfortable, surely better than an electric fan.
The operation continues, and we're starting to see a glimmer of progress. After the last argument with Rabbit, his mindset began to change, no longer impulsively ordering massacres. I am very happy to see this development.
We all came from all corners of the world for the same objective.
Salute to the great Chairman."
