26-04-YC124

Arline tells me Ishta is coming here, to Port Sarum.  That girl is indefatigably wilful, but what am I to tell her when she arrives?  Sasha is not here waiting for her - he is on his way with another three of our comrades to a military hospital.  His wounds are serious, but not fatal.  He was lucky.

We did not expect the enemy to have such war machines as they did and defeating them was no easy task, especially not with their cluster munitions.  I expect they will have more of them, but we shall armed with knowledge next time and know how to deal with them quickly.  They seem vulnerable to a strong electro-magnetic pulse, the discovery of which we have Mechanic Dyachenko to thank.  Once disabled, albeit momentarily, they fall to concentrated fire.  A well-placed sniper shot can severe a fuel-line as well.

With Section One cycled out and Section Three in, we can begin our next objective.  Arline expects this to give us a psychological edge, and I am inclined to agree.  It shall certain help our morale and, one hopes, that of remaining civilian survivors.  It may even encourage more partisans.

We truly are doing the right thing here, liberating our people from a hated invader.  I at first found it unsettling, even disheartening, when some of our own - by which I mean natives of New Eden, not Amarrians - sided with the enemy, but now I realise they were as spiritually lost as the Triglavians themselves.  We shall send all their souls back to God with flame and fire, to be purified.

We are doing God's Work.

That is why our injuries, especially my own, are as nothing.