Cpl Donners Field Diary wrote:Day 1
What a shit-hole, that's really all I have to say. Since we've landed all the place seems to be is shit coated fauna. And by shit I mean mud mixed with shit from the various woodland creatures that occupy this dump. Why Admiral Connor is interested in this island, I don't know, but questioning my superiors would get my face in the shit. It's hot, bugs are flying all around and it rains all the time. The weather varies from a light mist or a fierce storm, never dry conditions. My NCO told me we'll have to wait to summer for it to dry out. Typical of most islands in the South Beringian Sea. Anyway, no local life has been found other than plants, birds, snakes and bugs.
Today we came across a group of tribals. They didn't speak English, rather some strange Asiatic language but not one our translator could understand. I call them tribals because even though they are armed they lived in small huts. They permitted us to move further inland without a hassle oddly enough. What's strange though is that they're using the typical armament for a poor commie nation. Could a more civilized people have passed through here before? Other than the rifles and I highly doubt they left any thing else.
It seems like the further inland we go the more bugs there are. I've had to change my socks more times than I can remember yesterday. The local tribals are-
It's been a week since I've spoken to anyone from the outside. This is the first time in one week I have been able to get a word out. You cannot understand the joy that brings me. It's unimaginable and I can't express how happy I am. Even if the events that plagued our task force will haunt me for a long time to come. Wait someones coming. Shit-
what's happened to me, for the first time in a combat situation im atcully afrad of what lies outside of that door. nearly evrywone in my plattoon is either ded or taken by them... i have existed far to long on thiz islad , i want to go hme. please help me get hme. ple-
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Of the 1000 men that unknowingly volunteered for the HSPWNT training simulation, none survived. Yes they were mostly fresh recruits with only basic training, the simulation was designed to change that. We are currently revising the system in place on the island and are working to see exactly what occurred to have Cpl. Donner want himself killed. No official statement has been made to the Beringian public as to the actuality of the HSPWNT training simulation and a cover up is currently being discussed by officials from the Beringian Army, Navy, Guardian Corps, and Airforce. Although the next scheduled "landing" with more experienced soldiers is due to occur in 10 weeks, we are allowing other nations to deploy soldiers to Atoll-113H. If your men survive they'll be congratulated personally by the Emperor. Good luck.
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