Monthly Archives: May 2013

31 May


More signs of intelligence in these creeps last night. A bunch of them got into the camp. One lot made for the generators and made a hell of a mess of them, taking out all the flood lights at around 0315 plunging the place into darkness. Another lot got into the other civvie barracks and a half dozen got themselves bitten. I managed to loose off a few shots at the buggers, but in the darkness was worried I might hit our own, so just made sure none of them got too near our hut.

This morning it was discovered that one of the bodies found was the young Private. Sod had turned and come back against his own kind. Needless to say, the military folk are mighty miffed about the whole thing. In a debrief today they hinted towards anybody getting bitten or taken away by Slovs take their own life, hoping that the knowledge of military tactics doesn’t come back against them. The ones bitten from the other barrack were rounded up and taken away. I’m pretty sure they were “put down” for their own good.

What have things come to? What have we become?

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21 May

Poor sod. Turns out he’s only been in the corps since October last year. Last night on his first patrol he left the corps and became a corpse.

From what I’ve gathered, the patrol was ambushed by about half a dozen Slovs. Poor bugger. One guy was bitten and three of the Slovs put down (the nice, friendly term the army guys have started using for killing humans) but that kid was dragged off into the darkness. It’s a new phenomenon (did I spell that right?) that has really put the shits up the army folk.

There’s a bunch of new rules and regs they’ve imposed on us all now to help keep us and themselves safe. We’re confined to barracks after 1800 now and a few of us civvies have been made wardens which basically means we get to stay up half the night guarding the barrack doorways with instructions to shoot anybody without the password. Today’s password was “Pigeon”. What a daft bunch these guys are. I’d like to suggest things like “The Grim Reaper” or “Who is on First” as the response to the challenge we’re supposed to give of “Who goes there?”.

I’m not that stressed about killing more Slovs. Killed a few on the way down here from London, but I’m a bit worried about making a mistake and killing somebody who isn’t infected if they come to the barracks and take me or one of the others by surprise. We’re all a bit on edge now that these raids are getting closer and closer to what we thought was a save zone.

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17 May

Got a new influx of army boys in today. They made it a few hundred miles here from up North somewhere in a convoy of four trucks escorted by a two humvees with massive machine guns mounted on the back. There were even a couple of helicopters with them.

Two of the trucks held civvies (what they call us civilian non-military types) and they’ve had to open up another barrack to house them in. Looks like I won’t need to help out with patrols for some time now they have had a fresh batch of soldiers just come in.

Funny thing: One of the new Privates, fresh into the army just before the planet turned to shit, saluted me seeing me in my army outfit. Poor sod, he pretty much salutes anybody, being by far the lowest of the low. Still, out-ranks me, though he didn’t know it at the time.

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9 May

Just got in from my rifle training. They’ve got all of us non-military learning how to shoot. At least I got a bit of a head start on them all with my own rifle on the way here. Wasn’t very good, but am getting a lot better now.

There was a bit of a disturbance up near the fence last night and the army guys are a tad pissed about it. Seems a few of the Slovs made it past the patrols and got as far as the fence before being spotted and shot down.

Got to say, loving this military lifestyle though. The routine and discipline of it all. If I hadn’t been born such a coward I probably could have done this for a living. With all the patrols outside the wire going on, and the odd one not coming back now, they’re starting to get a bit thin on the ground here. I might go and see if I can see somebody up the food chain (if you excuse the horrific pun) and see if they need a hand with people patrolling inside the fence.

Ironically I’ve run out of clothes without holes in them, and being the army, they’ve got a load of army fatigues and I’ve started wearing their outfits. Should fit right in.

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5 May

We’ve been starting to settle into a nice little community until we heard the news that shook us all to the core.

I’ve taken up helping out in the mess – that’s what they call the kitchen here at the 274th. I do a bit of prep, cleaning, and sometimes dishing out the food. Never the cooking – never have been too good on the pans.

There is a briefing once a week where the military big knobs get everybody, including the non-green skins like me, into a hall and let us know what’s going on out there – well, what they want us to know anyways. Turns out the Slovs are starting to get a bit smarter now the food has run out and with all the fires and stuff. From what they tell us, it looks like either something about the fires has mutated the virus, or perhaps their brains are just waking up to the fact that if they want to survive they better switch on a few more of those neurons. Either way, there have been a few co-ordinated attacks on some of our military outposts around the place. A number of the army guys had been “turned”, that’s what they call it when a Slov bites into you and infects you. If there’s enough of you left when they’ve finished chewing on you, a few days later you get back up and go on a biting spree of your own.

Hell, if there’s one thing I hate more than a face-muncher, it’s a smart face-muncher.

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