June 1st, 2034
The closer I get to the air base, the tighter the security becomes. They certainly have stepped up their game since the last time I’ve been here. There are more warbirds patrolling closer to the base, and there’s certainly more boots on the ground.
I suppose I should feel flattered.
Doesn’t matter, though, I’m getting on that base.
I’m getting my battleship. And that’s a fact.