"There is no such thing as a communist 'hold over' friend," Zhang laughed, "Communism will never fail to stand against those who oppress the common people!"

Zhang stood tall and proud as he said that, eraning a few sideways looks from on-looker which eh didn't care about. He had to spread the revolution and this might be a good way to introduce it in his zealous mind. Returning to a more normal pose, he tied up his Brahman and check some locks on his cart, he was always willing to share with anyone but that didn't mean he wanted to give greedy, self-serving thieves easy access to the "goods of the masses". The posters where free for the taking though as were copies of the Little Red Book.

"Yes my friend, I do come from a town with pre-War roots. It is called Hongmin, very beautiful and everyone there is very nice. Let's talk more about this in that place over there hmm?" Zhang pointed at what looked like to be a bar or a tavern, a general meeting place given it the fact that not much else could have the neon letters "Radiation Roost" on it, dangling by power lines and old cables and expect business. He also just wanted a drink since his alcohol reserves where out after he gave it to some militia who were fighting off raiders and need some liquid courage. Zhang already made up in his mind that even if the man didn't want to go, he'd personally drag him there to at least be social with the masses. The thought also reminded him of something important he had to do.

"I almost forgot, greetings, I am Zhang Sitrung of the People's Republic of Hongmin." he stuck out his hand for the man to shake, "Tell me what is your comrade."