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7/3/13

I’m the only one left of my squad. I don’t know why—am I immune to the Americans’ bioweapon? The doctors aren’t living long enough to find out why. The exposure is killing them too. They’ve disinfected me and they’ll send me home on a UK ship with the few soldiers lucky enough not to have been attacked with the disease. Until them, I’m in quarantine at the refinery. If the Americans return now, I’ll probably die. It doesn’t matter if I do. The invasion is aborted and I’d just be coming home a failure.

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6/2/14

I got back from the nearby hospital just now. The good news is my ears will probably be okay since the eardrum wasn’t destroyed completely. In the meantime, they’ve put me on acetaminophen for the pain and given me penicillin to fight the infection. A lot of good that does me, being allergic to the stuff.

There were a lot of UK soldiers there, all in critical condition. It seems a drone buzzed them out on the front lines and dropped some kind of chemical weapon on them. That’s all I could understand, anyway. My hearing is still terrible. I wouldn’t have known even that much if Petty Officer Henschel hadn’t been there to repeat it to me. I’m still surprised she could even stand up straight. She took some pretty serious injuries during the battle.

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5/1/14

There isn’t much to do but sit and wait. We keep the ship running smooth and follow orders, but it’s not nearly the arduous regimen we had back home. It would feel like a break, almost, if we weren’t all nearly breathless with fear. Even the Lischke sister can’t manage to crack a joke today.

I learned one interesting thing, though—as it turns out, Radnitz and I are related. Not by blood, but by marriage. His cousin is my uncle’s sister-in-law. Who would have guessed?

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4/4/14

One of the guys was seriously injured by a machine gun misfire during training. His arm will never be the same again and he’s lucky his lung wasn’t punctured. So much blood. There’s a strong chance he might be exempt from active duty before we leave for Corpus Christi.

Is this what I have to look forward to in one month? I can’t even trust my own weapon!

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3/1/14

Lucky for me, nobody could find a wig today, so I just wore lipstick and almost nobody saw it. I got a look or two, but not nearly so much jeering as I got from the guys in the barracks as we left. I got a funny look from Petty Officer Henschel, but see if I care. It was her latrines that got me in this mess.