Cdr. Amyus Bale - Personal log - 18 April

Apparently Raven-2 took down a second UFO last night.  Another scout.  I wasn't in a state to hear, or care.

Recent events have made me painfully aware how quickly experience, expertise - everything - can be lost.  So the nuggets get this mission.  They need to wipe the training grounds off their feet, prepare for what's coming.

Sgt. Edward "Cyclops" Gryspeerdt will accompany to keep an eye on them.  The sergeant is a gift from the Mexicans - the last survivor from the XCOM base in the caves of the Grutas de Cacahuamilpa.  After the X-rays ransacked the place, the Mexican government sent their teams inside to see what they could salvage.  They found Gryspeerdt, and he's languished in a Mexican interrogation cell ever since.  They saw fit to put him on the Skyranger back from Acapulco, however, so either they've got all they wanted out of him, or we've won some trust.  Who knows.

I wanted him out of the base.  He's had this disapproving look in his eye ever since he took Crater's seat in the Skyranger, even more so since my... behaviour last night.  When I told him I'd be sending raw recruits to the crash site, his expression didn't change, but I've given enough orders now to tell when a soldier thinks you're dirt for giving them.  He seems strangely naive about the straits we're in, considering what he's been through.  He's new, he'll learn, but I'm not dealing with that right now.

Keep that eye on them, Cyclops, and they might come back alive.