Halfway into Bagango we started taking fire from some SLA troops dressed in Royal uniforms. For a moment, I thought we’d been suckered into some horrible trap. Soon enough, though, we figured it out.
Our unit was the first to breach the palace. We swept into Torres’s office and found him there with a gun to his head. We stopped to watch him take himself out of the game, but he couldn’t do it. Once we got tired of waiting, we knocked him to the ground and cuffed him. He never said a word.
The people around here all seem surprised we’re not red-horned devils out to eat their children. Who knows what kind of crappy propaganda Torres shoved down their throats over the years?
All I know is I’m looking forward to going home now more than ever. I thought I missed my wife and kid before, but now I’m looking forward to a little boredom and to being assigned to Fort Living Room for a good, long while.
Wish me luck.
-Will
March 29th, 2008
We’ve got Torres cornered in Bagango, but the rat refuses to come out of his hole. He only has a few hours left either way. I hope he spends them screaming orders at people who ignore him.
In the meantime, the brass wants us to take down the only other pocket of resistance in the entire country. They have a camp at Obregan, which we’ve got surrounded too, and I hear there might be some kind of prison there. We’re to taken them out and free any prisoners we find.
That’s the kind of work I joined the Army for.
March 25th, 2008
The SLA is running like a crack addict on COPS. Everywhere we push, they give way. We’re already setting up a US base in Tandago—which is north of their capital—and from there we’re heading to Eponia. At that point, we’ll have all of Bagango surrounded.
You might think that Torres would surrender then. That’s the hope at least. I don’t know though. That would mean he’s a lot smarter than he’s seemed so far.
March 17th, 2008
Word is that Prime Minister Torres had been planning his attack since he first heard we’d be training the kingdom’s troops. He’d just planned to launch it once we were all gone, or so his story goes. Some SNAFU.
The politicians stepped in then, and it seemed like they were going to let Torres off the hook, as long as he promised to be a good boy again. Then we learned the SLA troops had massacred defenseless locals on their way back home.
It didn’t take long to confirm all this. Video doesn’t lie—at least not crappy stuff like that. Soon after, we got our new marching orders: to invade the north and take Torres down.
March 12th, 2008
I swear, right up until those Harriers came screaming in over our heads, I thought we were all dead. As it was, most of us already were. The reporter and her cameraman were KIA soon after the shooting started. No matter how much we shouted at them, they kept standing right up there on the ridge. I’m sure they got some great footage.
I finally got a night’s rest after that, but we were up again at them the next day. Colonel Davis, our new CO, led the counterattack, and we shoved the SLA straight back to Corazol. Now we just need to dislodge them from there.
I hear the NDR is finally talking with reporters. Torres, their prime minister, says he had good reasons for ambushing American troops like that. I can’t wait to hear them.
March 9th, 2008
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