There was a pause, then a sly arching of the eye-brow. Li's attention was focused, turned away to face some insignificant enigma who, by their very words, admitted to knowing very little about him, his country, or his situation. [i]"Well then, seems someone escaped communist camp, eh? Military....oh, my mistake seems someone loves the red stars."[/i] "One could say the same to you? Your insulting my nationalistic spirit doesn't impress me, neither does your ridicule of our economic system. Really, I'd think we'd both be friends? After all we both live in democratic republics? Or were you too stupid to remember we both use the same governmental model." With this, Li gave a simple cough before readjusting his uniform. Americans were always the most troublesome. They went out of their way to try and belittle others when really they should be looking inward at their own problems? Red stars? Really? With all the demagoguery and flag worship that emanated from that hated state? They might as well go back to blinding worshiping native American totem poles. 

And they called him barbaric.