Monthly Archives: July 2013

30th July

Spent the night last night loading up everything of use to us on to trucks and into the helicopters. The majority of the civvies were loaded up onto the troop ‘copter and went at first light this morning with an escort of two of the three gunship helicopters. The rest of us, those that can shoot, will ride with the army folk in trucks and humvees, escorted by the third gunship. We even took the time to disarm and dig up a few of the mines from nearby as they might come in useful, before loading up and waving goodbye to the old camp.

Should be a fun roadtrip. Nice to be doing something proactive at last. Hiding in this exposed camp waiting for the bogies to make the next move has been pretty frustrating. Well, here goes. Pedal to the metal boys, let’s roll. Oh, by the way, Happy Birthday to me today too.

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29th July

So the brass have come up with a new location for us. It’s about 300 clicks (military speak) from here and will take about a day to get there – all going well. There’s an old military airfield there right next to the seaside, and one road in and out so it’s easier defended. A couple of helicopter recces found there to be very few baddies in the region and plenty of farms and things to start getting food growing and set up a more permanent base.

Seems the Slovs have their own plans too as the estimated headcount in the towns around here have shot up dramatically and they’re starting to edge their way into the surrounding countryside, looking to surround us. If we’re going to do something, it had better be soon. We won’t make it though a night with that many coming at us from all sides.

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23rd July

Things are quiet, too quiet – as they say in the spaghetti westerns. Minefields have been left untouched for a week or so now, and patrols aren’t finding any snotties around. SF guys coming back from patrol report no activity around these parts at all.

A helicopter went up with thermal imaging the other night and discovered that there are huge gatherings of Slovs in the burnt out remains of the townships here abouts. Seems they’re building up their numbers for something big. The brass here are on edge and thinking we just get the hell out of Dodge before the bogies spring whatever trap they have conjured up in their addled, virus ridden brains.

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15th July

Doctors performed the sunroof extraction on the pregnant girl. Appears to be a healthy boy, six pounds something something. They named him Adam as he’s like the first boy in a whole new world or something profound like that. The woman was drugged up until they were sure she wouldn’t be coming back again. Adam is to remain in isolation until they can determine if the virus was passed on to him by the mother.

Cleanup of the recent attack is pretty much complete and the fence mended, but obviously not much of a deterrent to the hoards of Slovs out there. Now they know they can do it, not much will stop them doing it again and again until we’re all like them. Shame we can’t electrify the fence. The army big knobs are desperately looking for some place more secure to move us all to. Patrols outside the perimeter have resumed and I’ve been asked to join them from time to time to help make up numbers.

The Special Forces guys are kicking themselves they weren’t here to help the other night. Still, lesson learnt, we can’t under-estimate these bogies any longer. They’ve got too smart for their own good and we’re going to have to find another way to defend ourselves.

On a side note – it was 6 months ago today that we buried my mate Jeff, one of the first victims of this virus. Seems like only yesterday. Makes me wonder if he did come back again, only to find himself locked in a small dark box with six feet of dirt on top of him.

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14th July

Yesterday, started out like every other day. A blast of freezing water in lieu of a shower (fuel saving), bit of a jog around the perimeter fence to shake out the cobwebs – never thought I’d be much for running, but seems far more relaxing than I’d ever imagined, then into the mess hall to help with setup for breakfast.

The Special Forces chaps were there so I took a seat nearby to eavesdrop on what they were talking about. More grunting and inside jokes than anything actually useful. Still, got to learn some of their names and that they were off out again that night for another stint at reducing the number of bogies. No patrols are happening outside the fence these days due to the mine fields and the reduced numbers of available troops, but more on that later.

I was on night-time inner-fence patrol last night so went back to my bunk around 1000 to try and get a bit more shut-eye. Not much joy sleeping so up and about at 1400 to pop over to the range for some target practice. Saw the pregnant lass waddling like a duck towards the ablutions block, arms wrapped under a huge belly protectively.

Darkness doesn’t fall until around 2130-ish being summer, so it wasn’t until around 2200 that the concerns and murmurings started coming out of the main control area. By this time the Special Forces guys had long left. I had started my patrol of the fence line, gun slung over my shoulder like I knew what I was doing. Nod in greeting to others on patrol. All quiet on the Western Front. A corporal came running out of the base yabbering something about heat signatures. The heat cameras had only been up for a couple of days so a few of us thought perhaps they weren’t working right, or were picking up residual heat from rocks warmed during the hot day. We later agreed that the Slovs had been slowly picking their way through the minefields over the past few days and gathering outside the fence in large numbers! The mine explosions out at the edges were a diversionary tactic. The lack of patrols outside the fence meant they had gone unnoticed for some days now.

Somehow they synchronised their attack, whether by some order given or instinct we just don’t know. They stormed the fence from three directions. The alarm went off, a howling siren circa World War II, all the floodlights kicked in and the place flew into chaos. Those of us on patrol had more than enough targets. The snipers on the towers started picking them off. There were simply too many of them. The fence collapsed in a couple of places under the sheer weight of numbers and we were soon trying to formulate some kind of defensive retreat on the fly. The inhabitants of the barracks, asleep at the time, quickly armed themselves (everybody able to handle one has been issued with a rifle) and our defence capability grew with the extra numbers. It took a good two hours of mayhem to completely sort them all out. The Special Forces were miles away on foot, so by the time they returned, having heard the commotion and siren, most of the damage was done already.

Body count: 37 Slovs down, including two ex-soldiers lost in earlier patrols some weeks back. On our side there were 3 soldiers down and out, plus six civvies dead. The pregnant girl had managed to get a nasty bite to the neck and is now in quarantine. I got no more than a few splashes of blood to the clothes, which have since been burnt, and a nasty headache from smacking my head against something when avoiding a swinging zombie arm. To top it all off, they had got into the mess and scarfed down a load of food before being dealt with. Kitchen will need serious decontamination before anybody eats out of there again.

I helped jerry-rig a barricade where the fence came down until we can fix it properly, then sanitised and decontamination shower before bed. Too many of our lot were still on edge so plenty of volunteers to patrol in case of another wave, but I was exhausted. Today, the word is that the pregnant girl is sick so they’re going to perform an emergency caesarean before she turns. Man this sucks.

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12th July

Didn’t take these guys long to make a difference. They’ve brought a bunch of technology with them that will be invaluable.

They set up infrared cameras about the place to see the Slovs in the dark – they give off so much body heat they literally glow in the dark apparently. Small TV monitors in one of the control rooms show the multi-coloured images they’re capturing. They’ve also got night vision goggles and sniper rifles with enormous sights on top the size of a telescope.

Their second night here, last night, and they went out at first dark and didn’t return until the sun started coming up. Haven’t seen them about today, presume they’re sleeping, but rumour has it they took out a bunch of snotties and didn’t lose one of their own.

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10th July

Something new it is!

A big, fat helicopter, seeming like it was bursting at the seams with soldiers and civvies came in today. Don’t ask me what kind, just some form of troop carrier. They had a heavily pregnant woman with them. Word on the street is that the new army guys are some kind of Special Forces crowd. They’re a bit stand-offish, and keep mostly to themselves.

The camp doc took a look at the pregnant girl and said she was about a week or so away from dropping. There were also several crates of specialty equipment the guys brought in with them, seriously looking forward to seeing what new tricks we can get up to and get us on the front foot with those ghouls out there.

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