We have taken our first losses. They have been difficult to bear, but they will not be the last. I have to remember this.
Objectively, we've done well. The monthly report is a timely reminder - the Council is still pleased with our efforts and is funding us accordingly. North America and Russia are secure for the time being, thanks to our sacrifices. The situation in South America has been stabilised. In gratitude, the Union de Naciones Suramericanas have sent a team of "specialists" they claim can help us investigate the extraterrestrial threat.
The price has been rising panic elsewhere, in Asia and here in Europe. The French are on strike, hysterical at their government's apparent inaction. The 2012 riots are repeating themselves in London.
I've been talking with Drs. Shen and Vahlen, my heads of Engineering and R&D. They've convinced me it's time for a change of focus. We now have the knowledge and materials to equip one strike team with the new UFO carapace armour, but if we're going to win we need to know our enemy. I've given them permission to begin testing on the alien corpses we have in cold storage.
They had a party in the lab last night, I think. The research team are... odd.
I headed down to the bar, waving away the salutes. Had a drink with Twitch, Nix and Ash, out of the infirmary at last. Shot some pool. Gave the other Kiduna vets a pat on the back, checked how they were holding up. Scared the new squaddies. Raised a glass to Adrienne Joy and William "Crater" Hill.
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