The missions... weren't great, I'll tell you that. Things weren't good up in the mountains, and worse in the jungles. I wouldn't say things are going well for them on the war front - there was shipment after shipment of wounded during my stay.

What the Third Party wasn't getting, disease was. They had us running at all hours. [The Malnosso coffee had been full of stims... double edge sword there... it upped him but he could never get back down fast enough. And like hell he was going to ask for depressants.]

Same deal at Sirry Craigs. Our commander kept us moving. We never camped for more than a few hours.