March 9th, 2034
The first few drops of an early spring storm sent the Threak indoors this afternoon and allowed me to slip out of the hills and do some reconnaissance along the Interstate. I was scouting sites to place roadside bombs when I saw that the Threak were already busy doing an excellent job of destroying the road, and quite possibly their vehicles, themselves.
Simply put, their transports are heavier than our roads can handle. The concrete is literally crumbling underfoot. I’m guessing in a few months, – three tops, the road will be nothing more than chunks of rubble. And, I’m sure that goes for just about every road, in every country, everywhere else in the world.
That ought to slow them down.