May 5th, 2034
I must’ve been blind.
All over the air base, warning signs abound. The enemy’s symbol for danger, the equivalent to our own skull and crossbones, is plastered all over the place, but no more so than on a large storage shed sitting off by itself at the southern end of the flight line. It houses thousands of cylindrical canisters, but I haven’t a clue as to what they hold.
I told Bagman of my discovery and after the initial buzz of excitement wore off, his enthusiasm waned and he shook his head back and forth.
If it’ll kill them, it’ll kill you. Are you sure you want to mess with it?
I slipped down to the air base last night to see if I still had access. Long story short – nope, the Threak have sealed the breach.
I have to find a new way in.