It is day 3 of the occupation.
Dieter and Smitty have decided to scout the perimeter for signs that the "redesign" invasion is just a short term thing, and that our forces will be able to overcome this.
We had stocked up on ammo and canned goods before the invasion, and most of us fought against the Toyota Red bombings in augh-9. Ingrid and Natalia picked flowers after the troops came through. I hope this bloody skirmish ends before it becomes a war.
I don't want my daughters to grow up in an Gawker occupied Jalopistan. I have to go now, the sirens are going off again and we must make our way to the shelters.
