I connected accidently to an enemy mech’s comms. They were asking their commander if they should open fire or hold it until I got closer. When command didn’t answer he kept asking if Command could read him. Finally I just said... “I’m not command.”
He was just as shocked as I was. And for a while no one said anything. We were facing each other on the battlefield. No one expected us to talk. Of all things. But the error didn’t resolve itself.
The enemy mech just leveled its gun at me. I was like, “Why are you shooting?”
“Because you hacked me. I have to stop the hack.”
Mission control cut the connection then. I guess you could say I missed an opportunity for a Pow-Wow. But what were we supposed to say? I guess it just goes to show how battle hardened we are. We don’t even know how to talk any more.
All systems green on the DRGN 12, signing off.
Just when I thought I’ve seen it all. Those people had nothing to do with the war we’re fighting on Earth. They’re colonies. They have next to no say when it comes to any Earth policy. But the Southern Cross attacked them anyway. And now there are so many refugees. So much suffering. I saved as many as I could with the DRGN12. I escorted shuttles to and from the evacuation ships. But eventually the orbit was no longer stable. The colony was spinning out of control. Most of it burned up in the atmosphere. Some of it ended up in the sea, the rest was blasted into smaller chunks by the E2UA missiles. I just hope everyone died on the colony before all that happened. I can’t imagine the hell it must have been to be on an out of control colony, even for a day.
I hate the Southern Cross.
All systems green on the DRGN 12, Southern Cross bastards can go to hell.
8/24/2023 22:00
Designation: Amb57.89
Unit: DRGN12
Well that was interesting.
I guess my mech suit suffered damage after all. I was in the UA blowing up some chunks of space debris from the colony attack when my mech just shut down. Fortunately, I could still exit the cockpit. Bad news was I was surrounded by debris the size of office buildings flying by at lightning speeds. Any moment... I would be plastered like a bug on a windshield. Despite everything that has happened, I have never felt so helpless. It was kinda crazy to think about.
All systems green on the DRGN 12, signing off.
9/15/2023 22:00
Designation: Amb57.89
Unit: DRGN12
They want me to go in for psych eval. They say I’m being ‘too antisocial’. Yeah well, my friend got blown to hell and I had to watch an entire space city crash into earth and then I almost get Froggered by debris while waiting for rescue outside of a dead mech that might explode. Don’t you think some quiet time is warranted? Not to mention the fact that I have reams of paper to go through for a whole mission and huge reports to write even though half of it ends up redacted. I can’t stand these people.
DRGN12 systems freakin’ green. Signing off.
9/30/2023 22:00
Designation: Amb57.89
Unit: DRGN12
I was trying to think of what I should have said to that pilot I talked to about a month ago. If I had a chance, I would like to ask him if he really though attacking a space colony was okay. What did he think it was going to accomplish? Does he still think he’s the good guys? What good guys would attack a colony that wasn’t even involved? Is the biggest body count just a victory? I guess I can’t get that out of my head. I’d love to ask them that though. I’ll probably get some stupid justification though.
DRGN12 system green, Amber Riley Signing off.
10/2/2023 22:00
Designation: Amb57.89
Unit: DRGN12
I’m on sentry duty. I guess thought thought my psych eval wasn’t good enough. Or maybe they’re reading this and they think I’m unstable. Last night, it was raining really hard and I got to thinking how my life might have been if none of this had happened. I wonder if I would have ever gotten into the college I wanted. Or just failed. I wondered if Dad’s still fighting to get me out of this place. Or if he’s proud of me, like Brian’s dog. I get letters telling me to stay alive and hang in there. Mom writes me every day. I try to write back, but at this point... they should just have another kid and start over.
DRGN12 system green, Amber Riley Signing off.
