October 2, 2172, sunny
To be honest, this planet is no longer suitable for human habitation, starting from the moment when the Russians did stupid things in Paris.
However, this trivial complaint does not mean much to my identity.
But it is a good thing to complain after all. The people in the 21st Company next door can't even complain.
I remember that young man Daniel always likes to aim at other people's balls and shoot, and blew his own marksmanship. As a result, after the battle in Berlin, he was bombed and could not even find his DNA.
This damn guy... still owes me a drink, damn it!
Encounter, hide, shoot, call for air strikes, continue to advance...and pray to the priest.
Every day is like hell. Although we have air advantages, the firepower of the CCCP is really too strong.
And they finally completely tore off their hypocritical faces and began to use nuclear weapons.
Good guy, now everyone's lives have depreciated, $10?
Perhaps less.
I won't write anymore, I have to push towards Frankfurt tomorrow. I heard that missile wells are being built there, and I hope we can have time.
God bless you, victory belongs to NATO.
……
October 3, 2172,
Originally, my team was planned to set off with the tanks, and then launched a strong attack on the 141st Fort in Frankfurt, destroy the air defense missiles, and then call for air strikes to bomb the missile well.
But what seems to be a little changed?My squad received a special task temporarily, God bless me, I hope the ominous premonition in my heart is wrong.
……
October 6, 2172, unknown?
It is hard to imagine that I am now on the X12 space station, and we will enter the airdrop cabin in half an hour. The destination is Shanghai, PAC?
Hell, it's fucking trouble writing in space.
……
October 6, 2172, Yin, (replenished)
I remember seeing photos of Shanghai before the war, which seemed to be a very beautiful place?
But now it looks no different from Paris, at least the coastline and city center.
Our Marines will launch beach landings from the coast, while we infiltrate the enemy's hinterland through orbital airdrops, marking strategic goals, and guiding the space-based weapon, Staff of God, to shoot.
Particle shield generator, air defense missiles, electromagnetic turrets, nuclear power plants... in short, mark all things that have destructive value.
Sounds simple?
Maybe, although I shivered rarely at the moment when the airdrop cabin passed through the radiant clouds.
……
October 7, 2172,
Hell, this is a hell.
Are there PAC soldiers everywhere, armored vehicles, tanks, and even their own people everywhere?Completely messed up.
They are all crazy. Now, as long as the electromagnetic shield is removed, the power armor will have to be stuck for a while.
There are radiation and snipers everywhere, and we can only rely on sign language now, and everyone acts like a mute.
How many nuclear bombs have been detonated here?
Or has the EMP device not been stopped?
I am only worried about the command center's communications at all.
This is very important!If you fall down...
……
October 8, 2172, rain
Bad weather, it's not a good thing to rain at this time.
Today we almost started fighting with our own people.That's right, no one can see who is across the street, and the communication device is in a state of failure.
Fortunately, the crisis was resolved, and the PAC tanks helped us identify their identities, and then we solved the problem together.
They were from the Marine Corps, but they lost contact shortly after logging in.
Following the instructions on the offline map, they were supposed to meet with the other brothers of the 11th Regiment here, but it seems that they became the only guys to reach this area in the 11th Regiment.
Lucky guy.
I asked them to join our mission temporarily. They didn't even have anti-tank weapons. It would be a death to stay here. Why not go with us?
With the support of light infantry, our vision will be broader.After all, the radio life detection device is no longer used now, and no signal can be received after turning on the electromagnetic shielding.
……
October 9, 2172,
It seems that there are cloudy days except rainy days?It's really hell.
The battle has lasted for 3 days. Fortunately, these buildings in the city center are of good quality. Even if they have been washed a few times, they can still find buildings that can serve as bunkers.
We keep fighting with people from PAC, and our people can be seen in the city center.
This is a good phenomenon. Maybe we will win if we persist for another day?
When we saw the tungsten rod bullet falling from the sky smashing the particle shield generator to pieces, we almost cheered for victory.
However…we briefly resumed communications soon after.
Our Staff of God was occupied by the PAC's space special forces?
Did the Fifth Fleet suffer a heavy blow?
retreat?Lost?
Hell, how do I fucking my guys evacuate in the city center?
……
October 10, 2172, it was probably cloudy (replenished)
I'm the only one left.
James still doesn't work, Acre is crazy.(Scroll out)
Are the soldiers of PAC quite kind to me?It should be fine. I originally thought that after being pulled out of the power armor, I would be beaten first, and then break my limbs and then die.
But it seems not?
The PAC's soldiers are very binding, and under the command of the commander, there is almost no one who exceeds the rules.Although the yellow-skinned monkey that I pulled out seemed to want to cut off my head?But he didn't do it in the end.
I was very familiar with the gritted eyes, as if I wanted to tear me apart.
I can understand, maybe what we did at a certain school was a bit too much?
But I can't blame me. Although I am a devout believer, my soldiers need to relieve the pressure.
Maybe I should stop that Georgia guy’s proposal?
Forget it, who cares, everyone is dead.
……
I was crushed onto a truck loading prisoners of war, with many people who were as dirty as me.
Fortunately, they did not confiscate my diary, otherwise I might go crazy...
It is important to write a diary, yes, it is important.
I tried not to anger the short man who was escorting us, he had already killed two unlucky guys.
……
October 15, 2172, sunny
We seem to have been taken to a place far from the front line, with many mountains, many tunnels, and some factories built underground.
Seeing this, I roughly settled down because I probably didn’t have a chance to go back.Exchange prisoners of war?Ha, will you let me go after seeing these?
The people on the car were divided into two batches, one to the north and the other to the south.
I had a hunch that one of them might die.Of course, we will all die in the end, but I pray that I won’t die too ugly.
After we arrived at the underground base, our faces were quickly branded with barcodes and we obtained our own bed.
Well…this place is a bit like a concentration camp.
Fortunately, my diary was not confiscated.
……
November 17, 2172, unknown
I don’t know what weather is on the surface, we haven’t seen the sunshine for a long time.
Are there still wars outside?
Or has the war stopped?
Of course, we are already dead, and even if the war is over, we may not be able to go home.
The work is not hard, it is a bit boring and has to be beaten.
Someone tried to escape, but was obviously killed.
We seem to be locked up with the death row prisoner, and the one who slept on my upper bunk was a political prisoner.
He was very thin and didn't have much hair. He chatted with me in English and asked me if I believed in God.
I said I don't believe it, or I believed it before.
He didn't care and continued to talk to me about other issues.To be honest, I am disgusted with issues such as ideology or political opinions.
But he seems to be getting more and more tired of talking?
Thank God, he was killed not long after.
……
November 21, 2172, unknown
Every day, dead people are dragged out, and every day, living people are taken in.
Maybe the war is really about to end?After all, there are fewer familiar faces, and most of the ones who come in are yellow faces.
But what disturbed me was that among the latest batch of prisoners of war, I saw the Slavs.
Have PAC and CCCP done it too?Thankfully, this is undoubtedly a good news for NATO.
But... how long can this level of war last?
……
December 25, 2172, unknown (maybe it snows?)
Today is Christmas, without Christmas trees and candles, and no corn porridge poured with cream.
I don't believe in God, but I still pray devoutly, praying to my diary.My inmate said I was crazy, I denied that someone wanted to steal my diary and I beat him.His nose was interrupted by me.
We were all in lockdown.
I put the diary under the pillow, and no one dared to move it.
Maybe I was scared?I believe they are not afraid of death, and I am not afraid of it, but I believe no one wants to die from beatings.
No one here can beat me. I am a special forces soldier, and they are all political prisoners.
Softies.
……
May 6, 2173, unknown
I don’t know whether it’s an earthquake or a shelling, it might be a shelling.
Everyone shivered in the corner and shivered, and I didn't, I read the diary from beginning to end.
I don’t have time to write every day, and most of the time I may only leave a date.It is not easy to get a pen, and if nothing special, I will choose to leave the content empty.
The shelling lasted for a long time, but it stopped.Someone mentioned the transfer and I smiled.
Transfer?Where to go?
……
June 14, 2173,
The day of the transfer has arrived, and unfortunately I was not welcomed by the sun.
It was snowing outside and dust was radiating from the sky.Is this the legendary nuclear winter?It is quite unique to be able to see snow in summer.
The soldiers who were escorting us were wearing protective clothing, but we only wore cotton coats.I think they didn't plan to use us for too long, so they just gave us a iodine tablet to deal with it.
Still leaving in the truck.
When I left, I was surprised to find that how many mountains were gone?Or, it became a depression.
I remember that was where the guys who walked north worked.
……
June 20, 2173, sunny
Surprisingly, today is sunny.
Surprisingly, I returned to Shanghai?
It seems that order has been restored here, and some citizens in the suburbs are already living.
Of course, their lives are very bad, probably some of the poor people who have not been able to hide in the shelter.
But anyway, this is a good phenomenon, which means that the war is over?
At least there is a ceasefire.
Although it has nothing to do with us.
I was taken to some underground shelter, no, or a research institute?After all, the shelter will generally not be opened within the years, and this should be the same in any country.
I was greeted by a middle-aged man in a white coat. Seeing him smiling at me, I felt cold hands and feet.
That look seemed to be looking at a jealous mouse?
Crazy... It's simply crazy.
This is the first time I've felt scared, hell.
……
I can't remember the time, I don't know.
The diary was confiscated.
Torn to pieces.
But I have memorized it all.
……
They were crazy. Do they think they could create XXXX?(Black)
Wait, why am I normal?
……
Well, now it's certain they're really crazy.
If anyone saw this diary, he would definitely gain something.I tried to leave something behind, but it was futile in the end.
All clues will be hidden.
But I still believe that smart people can see the clues.
Why am I still sober?Why are some not erased?
I should be dying.
Well, before I die again, I hope that the yellow girl can forgive my sins...it is probably impossible.
(Captain Jon's last letter, pays tribute to NATO's flag)
……
Seeing the end, Jiang Chen's hands and feet became cold.
Something is definitely wrong, but what exactly is it?This is not normal...No, what is normal?
In the drawer, next to the place where the diary was originally placed, a pistol was lying.
pistol?!
He reached out his hand tremblingly, Jiang Chen swallowed and spitted, and picked up the pistol.Feeling the cold metal texture, fumbled and took off the magazine, and the orange-yellow metal bullets entered his eyes.
Is it a real gun?!
In the drawer of the activity room of the school's library?!What the hell is this?
There is also the "Captain's Diary" which is like crazy.
I'm begging, it's only 2171 now, why did I write my diary until 2173?
Wait...time travel?
Jiang Chen suddenly felt a little headache and sat back on the chair with his forehead covered.
His mind was very messy, and he always felt that everything seemed to be full of inexplicable déjà vu.
However, I can't tell what the root cause of this feeling is.
Have I forgotten something?
Jiang Chen frowned and searched every corner of his memory, hoping to find clues from it.But he didn't even know what the so-called clue was.
From infancy language to enlightenment education in elementary school, to junior high school, and now, all memories are so clear.
Is there any problem?
No, why is it so clear?I actually remember the details of changing diapers when I was a kid?
Thinking of this.Jiang Chen was suddenly stunned. He felt that he had caught something and must have missed some details, just a little bit away.
However, at this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came from the door.
Are you in there?
That sudden and graceful voice was like a heavy hammer hitting Jiang Chen's heart...
To be honest, this planet is no longer suitable for human habitation, starting from the moment when the Russians did stupid things in Paris.
However, this trivial complaint does not mean much to my identity.
But it is a good thing to complain after all. The people in the 21st Company next door can't even complain.
I remember that young man Daniel always likes to aim at other people's balls and shoot, and blew his own marksmanship. As a result, after the battle in Berlin, he was bombed and could not even find his DNA.
This damn guy... still owes me a drink, damn it!
Encounter, hide, shoot, call for air strikes, continue to advance...and pray to the priest.
Every day is like hell. Although we have air advantages, the firepower of the CCCP is really too strong.
And they finally completely tore off their hypocritical faces and began to use nuclear weapons.
Good guy, now everyone's lives have depreciated, $10?
Perhaps less.
I won't write anymore, I have to push towards Frankfurt tomorrow. I heard that missile wells are being built there, and I hope we can have time.
God bless you, victory belongs to NATO.
……
October 3, 2172,
Originally, my team was planned to set off with the tanks, and then launched a strong attack on the 141st Fort in Frankfurt, destroy the air defense missiles, and then call for air strikes to bomb the missile well.
But what seems to be a little changed?My squad received a special task temporarily, God bless me, I hope the ominous premonition in my heart is wrong.
……
October 6, 2172, unknown?
It is hard to imagine that I am now on the X12 space station, and we will enter the airdrop cabin in half an hour. The destination is Shanghai, PAC?
Hell, it's fucking trouble writing in space.
……
October 6, 2172, Yin, (replenished)
I remember seeing photos of Shanghai before the war, which seemed to be a very beautiful place?
But now it looks no different from Paris, at least the coastline and city center.
Our Marines will launch beach landings from the coast, while we infiltrate the enemy's hinterland through orbital airdrops, marking strategic goals, and guiding the space-based weapon, Staff of God, to shoot.
Particle shield generator, air defense missiles, electromagnetic turrets, nuclear power plants... in short, mark all things that have destructive value.
Sounds simple?
Maybe, although I shivered rarely at the moment when the airdrop cabin passed through the radiant clouds.
……
October 7, 2172,
Hell, this is a hell.
Are there PAC soldiers everywhere, armored vehicles, tanks, and even their own people everywhere?Completely messed up.
They are all crazy. Now, as long as the electromagnetic shield is removed, the power armor will have to be stuck for a while.
There are radiation and snipers everywhere, and we can only rely on sign language now, and everyone acts like a mute.
How many nuclear bombs have been detonated here?
Or has the EMP device not been stopped?
I am only worried about the command center's communications at all.
This is very important!If you fall down...
……
October 8, 2172, rain
Bad weather, it's not a good thing to rain at this time.
Today we almost started fighting with our own people.That's right, no one can see who is across the street, and the communication device is in a state of failure.
Fortunately, the crisis was resolved, and the PAC tanks helped us identify their identities, and then we solved the problem together.
They were from the Marine Corps, but they lost contact shortly after logging in.
Following the instructions on the offline map, they were supposed to meet with the other brothers of the 11th Regiment here, but it seems that they became the only guys to reach this area in the 11th Regiment.
Lucky guy.
I asked them to join our mission temporarily. They didn't even have anti-tank weapons. It would be a death to stay here. Why not go with us?
With the support of light infantry, our vision will be broader.After all, the radio life detection device is no longer used now, and no signal can be received after turning on the electromagnetic shielding.
……
October 9, 2172,
It seems that there are cloudy days except rainy days?It's really hell.
The battle has lasted for 3 days. Fortunately, these buildings in the city center are of good quality. Even if they have been washed a few times, they can still find buildings that can serve as bunkers.
We keep fighting with people from PAC, and our people can be seen in the city center.
This is a good phenomenon. Maybe we will win if we persist for another day?
When we saw the tungsten rod bullet falling from the sky smashing the particle shield generator to pieces, we almost cheered for victory.
However…we briefly resumed communications soon after.
Our Staff of God was occupied by the PAC's space special forces?
Did the Fifth Fleet suffer a heavy blow?
retreat?Lost?
Hell, how do I fucking my guys evacuate in the city center?
……
October 10, 2172, it was probably cloudy (replenished)
I'm the only one left.
James still doesn't work, Acre is crazy.(Scroll out)
Are the soldiers of PAC quite kind to me?It should be fine. I originally thought that after being pulled out of the power armor, I would be beaten first, and then break my limbs and then die.
But it seems not?
The PAC's soldiers are very binding, and under the command of the commander, there is almost no one who exceeds the rules.Although the yellow-skinned monkey that I pulled out seemed to want to cut off my head?But he didn't do it in the end.
I was very familiar with the gritted eyes, as if I wanted to tear me apart.
I can understand, maybe what we did at a certain school was a bit too much?
But I can't blame me. Although I am a devout believer, my soldiers need to relieve the pressure.
Maybe I should stop that Georgia guy’s proposal?
Forget it, who cares, everyone is dead.
……
I was crushed onto a truck loading prisoners of war, with many people who were as dirty as me.
Fortunately, they did not confiscate my diary, otherwise I might go crazy...
It is important to write a diary, yes, it is important.
I tried not to anger the short man who was escorting us, he had already killed two unlucky guys.
……
October 15, 2172, sunny
We seem to have been taken to a place far from the front line, with many mountains, many tunnels, and some factories built underground.
Seeing this, I roughly settled down because I probably didn’t have a chance to go back.Exchange prisoners of war?Ha, will you let me go after seeing these?
The people on the car were divided into two batches, one to the north and the other to the south.
I had a hunch that one of them might die.Of course, we will all die in the end, but I pray that I won’t die too ugly.
After we arrived at the underground base, our faces were quickly branded with barcodes and we obtained our own bed.
Well…this place is a bit like a concentration camp.
Fortunately, my diary was not confiscated.
……
November 17, 2172, unknown
I don’t know what weather is on the surface, we haven’t seen the sunshine for a long time.
Are there still wars outside?
Or has the war stopped?
Of course, we are already dead, and even if the war is over, we may not be able to go home.
The work is not hard, it is a bit boring and has to be beaten.
Someone tried to escape, but was obviously killed.
We seem to be locked up with the death row prisoner, and the one who slept on my upper bunk was a political prisoner.
He was very thin and didn't have much hair. He chatted with me in English and asked me if I believed in God.
I said I don't believe it, or I believed it before.
He didn't care and continued to talk to me about other issues.To be honest, I am disgusted with issues such as ideology or political opinions.
But he seems to be getting more and more tired of talking?
Thank God, he was killed not long after.
……
November 21, 2172, unknown
Every day, dead people are dragged out, and every day, living people are taken in.
Maybe the war is really about to end?After all, there are fewer familiar faces, and most of the ones who come in are yellow faces.
But what disturbed me was that among the latest batch of prisoners of war, I saw the Slavs.
Have PAC and CCCP done it too?Thankfully, this is undoubtedly a good news for NATO.
But... how long can this level of war last?
……
December 25, 2172, unknown (maybe it snows?)
Today is Christmas, without Christmas trees and candles, and no corn porridge poured with cream.
I don't believe in God, but I still pray devoutly, praying to my diary.My inmate said I was crazy, I denied that someone wanted to steal my diary and I beat him.His nose was interrupted by me.
We were all in lockdown.
I put the diary under the pillow, and no one dared to move it.
Maybe I was scared?I believe they are not afraid of death, and I am not afraid of it, but I believe no one wants to die from beatings.
No one here can beat me. I am a special forces soldier, and they are all political prisoners.
Softies.
……
May 6, 2173, unknown
I don’t know whether it’s an earthquake or a shelling, it might be a shelling.
Everyone shivered in the corner and shivered, and I didn't, I read the diary from beginning to end.
I don’t have time to write every day, and most of the time I may only leave a date.It is not easy to get a pen, and if nothing special, I will choose to leave the content empty.
The shelling lasted for a long time, but it stopped.Someone mentioned the transfer and I smiled.
Transfer?Where to go?
……
June 14, 2173,
The day of the transfer has arrived, and unfortunately I was not welcomed by the sun.
It was snowing outside and dust was radiating from the sky.Is this the legendary nuclear winter?It is quite unique to be able to see snow in summer.
The soldiers who were escorting us were wearing protective clothing, but we only wore cotton coats.I think they didn't plan to use us for too long, so they just gave us a iodine tablet to deal with it.
Still leaving in the truck.
When I left, I was surprised to find that how many mountains were gone?Or, it became a depression.
I remember that was where the guys who walked north worked.
……
June 20, 2173, sunny
Surprisingly, today is sunny.
Surprisingly, I returned to Shanghai?
It seems that order has been restored here, and some citizens in the suburbs are already living.
Of course, their lives are very bad, probably some of the poor people who have not been able to hide in the shelter.
But anyway, this is a good phenomenon, which means that the war is over?
At least there is a ceasefire.
Although it has nothing to do with us.
I was taken to some underground shelter, no, or a research institute?After all, the shelter will generally not be opened within the years, and this should be the same in any country.
I was greeted by a middle-aged man in a white coat. Seeing him smiling at me, I felt cold hands and feet.
That look seemed to be looking at a jealous mouse?
Crazy... It's simply crazy.
This is the first time I've felt scared, hell.
……
I can't remember the time, I don't know.
The diary was confiscated.
Torn to pieces.
But I have memorized it all.
……
They were crazy. Do they think they could create XXXX?(Black)
Wait, why am I normal?
……
Well, now it's certain they're really crazy.
If anyone saw this diary, he would definitely gain something.I tried to leave something behind, but it was futile in the end.
All clues will be hidden.
But I still believe that smart people can see the clues.
Why am I still sober?Why are some not erased?
I should be dying.
Well, before I die again, I hope that the yellow girl can forgive my sins...it is probably impossible.
(Captain Jon's last letter, pays tribute to NATO's flag)
……
Seeing the end, Jiang Chen's hands and feet became cold.
Something is definitely wrong, but what exactly is it?This is not normal...No, what is normal?
In the drawer, next to the place where the diary was originally placed, a pistol was lying.
pistol?!
He reached out his hand tremblingly, Jiang Chen swallowed and spitted, and picked up the pistol.Feeling the cold metal texture, fumbled and took off the magazine, and the orange-yellow metal bullets entered his eyes.
Is it a real gun?!
In the drawer of the activity room of the school's library?!What the hell is this?
There is also the "Captain's Diary" which is like crazy.
I'm begging, it's only 2171 now, why did I write my diary until 2173?
Wait...time travel?
Jiang Chen suddenly felt a little headache and sat back on the chair with his forehead covered.
His mind was very messy, and he always felt that everything seemed to be full of inexplicable déjà vu.
However, I can't tell what the root cause of this feeling is.
Have I forgotten something?
Jiang Chen frowned and searched every corner of his memory, hoping to find clues from it.But he didn't even know what the so-called clue was.
From infancy language to enlightenment education in elementary school, to junior high school, and now, all memories are so clear.
Is there any problem?
No, why is it so clear?I actually remember the details of changing diapers when I was a kid?
Thinking of this.Jiang Chen was suddenly stunned. He felt that he had caught something and must have missed some details, just a little bit away.
However, at this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came from the door.
Are you in there?
That sudden and graceful voice was like a heavy hammer hitting Jiang Chen's heart...
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