Journal:Pvt McKenzie
Mission Logs - Private Locke McKenzie
P.M.A.C Tactical Operations Agent - Current Assignment - Malton
Pvt L. McKenzie - Status Report 1
0312 Hours 29/10/05 (+2 days after forced landing & insertion)
***Radio Transmission Starts***
"This is Private McKenzie reporting to any P.M.A.C personel listening.. Alpha Team has broken. V-22 was forced down at 0220 Hours, enroute to LZ in RiddleBank. All P.M.A.C personel report in and re-org I.I.T at FRV. I repeat, all P.M.A.C personel, report in and proceed to FRV. Over..."
***Radio Transmission Ends***
When S.O.P goes S.N.A.F.U
What a short flight that was. I must have been pulled from the wreck, I don't really remember much from the crash but I'm lucky to be alive. Yeah, lucky... When the dead start walking and the whole community is thrown into chaos, you try and work out what being lucky means. Locating T.O.As or anyone, proved useless. O.S.P proved difficult, every building is either looted, deserted or destroyed. This town is dead, literally dead. I've found refuge in an old Warehouse, the bolt on it's door and the Fire Axe I found is the only thing between me and undeath. I daren't use my .357, they'll hear it. Failed to contact S.T.E. I'm on my own for now, knee deep in this shit. I can only hope Alpha Team have been listening. Time is now 0433 Hours. Can't sleep, wont sleep, will continue with S.A.R.M at first light. Must reform I.I.T and establish O.C.P. Please God, don't let me die alone...
***Transcript Filed Under *Classified* P.M.A.C Personel M#26-03-84 Pvt L.McKenzie***
