I make a triumphal entry into the first room of the headquarters. Headquarters of the platoon two four five, in the Earth space. Although the operation was on a large scale banishing of the Tungs migration from the moon, the soldiers welcome me cheerfully, acclaiming only my name. I knew that the rumor would spread quickly and I kept hearing the exaggerated murmurs of the feat.
"They say he killed over a hundred Tungs and destroyed the fort on his own," I heard one say.
"They claim in our squad that he killed a thousand Tungs and a queen." Another soldier interrupted them. He did more than that, he took the colony by himself.
The deed had been quite a feat in the hostile field of the third moon, but the rumors were ridiculous and exaggerated. I could not deny them or give them the truth that I should, morale was through the roof and I would not be the one to say that our casualties were as many as theirs. Despite this, we recovered territory by rolling back the enemy and that was a great victory for humanity.
-Attention! Officer in the area," a low ranking soldier shouted.
We stayed still in front of the sergeant first. A thin man, of mature age, gray-haired and in good condition. Together with the ten men from my platoon, I made the corresponding salute. We struck the heel in unison while at the same time bringing the hand at a forty-five degree angle to the forehead.
"Very good job soldiers, I congratulate you on taking key territory in the war against the Tungs," said the sergeant, after a brief pause he continued. In two hours we will pay our respects to the fallen and to our hero commemorated with three medals.
We saluted loudly, they gave the order to break formation and we moved to our rooms. Mine was empty, I had lost my three companions, lifelong friends where we shared everything. The sadness came from the depths derailing through the eyes. Pietro had fallen in the first week,
