Diary: elite cadet Jun Takeshita.

05-15-XXXX

It was a surprise to know that we were assigned to an elite command. We always strive to have the goal of being able to ascend to the ranks of minor bosses in the electrical industry that my genes represent. I am as prepared as anyone. I am the proud leader of a squadron named by the same general, which has a mission of reconnaissance and establishment of a camp for expansion purposes... Where? Why? Is There danger? Of course I don't care! We are the most intelligent and with the most field preparation, the trained CEOs of the higher classes will never understand what it is to be applicants, therefore we must not fail, with this mission the Takeshita family would acquire the rank within the institute... that rank only It is reserved for senior students.

05-17-XXXX

We are prepared, the best of the army is here; we have pulsar rifles, armor is prohibited to us because it is an establishment mission and not an invasion, but we all bring portable battle suits, they are no more than two meters long and one goes inside like a memory in its slot; we can advance quickly, the light armor protects us against any attack of calibers less than 40, seen like this it looks like a huge panther (or one of those extinct animals). We are equipped with a lot of arsenal. All the weapons I have fired are here, I don't know the destination yet but my troop is exactly what I wanted: we all come from smaller families; we are tough, disqualifications and disappearances are common, our group was more than two hundred candidates, but after years of training we only left thirty and the most skilled are here, people who know how to fight tooth and nail, I almost feel sorry for the mission targets.

05-19-XXXX

The mission is interesting. We have the place secured, the trip only took a couple of days. Going outdoors did not scare us, we all knew that there was something outside, we always hope to be able to demonstrate that we are far above the pedants who receive advanced management and leadership classes and now, with this climate and this environment, the companies that we will have that they will prosper for the strong. Arriving at the place meant traveling through a large area of barren territory, the vegetation and minor life sensors are very scarce but there is a presence of both, the roads would be impassable if we had brought medium armored transport, having problems with the pneumatic tracks, since The demolished buildings formed abysses littered with metal and concrete, however, these models, having gravitational suspension, provide the necessary power to float over most of the obstacles. Most of them follow me, they agree that my survival grades are the highest and they assigned me to protect the cargo... I still don't know what it is but there has to be a compelling reason to send us.

05-22-XXXX

I knew there would be blood! We are all aware that we were prepared to be able to take another person's life if warranted; in terms of conquest, something to show that we are not the softies of the past, but this was horrible, as soon as we arrived at the area that divides Puebla from Veracruz; but we do not know how to distinguish anything from anything, there is no way to know where we are, only the locator indicates, with points, the places that do not resemble the references in the photos that accompany the indications of tourist or rest areas, no. There is rest in a place like this. We arrived at some facilities indicated on the map, it was an internet provider line via electricity, that is why it was necessary to always have electricity service from the State (although history says that our glorious entrepreneurs managed to provide electricity at low cost) but without these cable runs made it impossible to obtain speeds close to optic fiber at a minimal cost... and we discovered a logo from our ancestors.

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There it was: large as life, a sequence of 0 and 1 that marked that plant as belonging to the lines of Jazz Red, a very small company belonging to the conglomerate of Kite Hayakawa, who, being second in command, had a lot of autonomy, even though everyone They submitted to my orders; he had a say, but what he did... what he did we call it a "gonad error" he launched himself, like this, without the mask, without his transportation, without any other weapons than the tattoo on his forehead, synonymous with his position, synonymous of his power... and there, between the sequence of 0 that gave his genetic series, a precise and clean hole appeared, from the back of the skull flew a source of knowledge, vanity, ignorance and brains.

Upon further inspection (this time with scopes) we could see that the automatic weapons responded more to an encrypted code that is radiated and apparently they reject organisms made of carbon, so we waited, we buried our colleague, we put a repeater antenna, just as we had been doing for kilometers before. They were class g/h repeaters, capable of reaching half a kilometer radially, each one was left with two people; they have their trenches and we, faced with our goal, begin to enter our breaking codes to access the network.

05-25-XXXX

The breakup is slow; It accepts the test codes but we are talking about a different matrix than the one known, however the program seems to understand a couple of numbers that appear to be in a hexadecimal sequence, which complicates things a lot. We could enter but the weapons fired are depleted uranium projectiles, perhaps one will not penetrate the alloy of our transports, but they do not fire one; They are series of ten sequential shots, they do not attack at random; Upon examining the body we see that the ten bullets pass through exactly the same place as the first, there is no way we can face them as we are. From the local network of established antennas they inform us that the guards have been attacked, nothing serious they say. Of the attackers, the majority carry crude weapons and seem to be satisfied with the fact that there are dead, no matter the side, however those who were located on the Puebla-Morelos border are silent, their last transfer speaks of them using the fields of the transport equipment to make a protection dome for the repeater mechanism (an antenna of no more than two meters deployed and fragile as itself), I can only assume that they were eliminated, but not before securing the objective , because the network has not been interrupted, I am sending orders for everyone to do the same, we cannot leave this network unoccupied.

05-31-XXXX

There are only three of us left. I still don't know what happened to the other teams, the last thing was that they had secured protection and were ready to face the aborigines who apparently would be our market if we managed to restore the glory of our respective companies; At night we talk a lot, about what and how to sell them, and the amount of manpower we will need but we know that it is possible that we will not see our dream, the more communication is cut the more I think that something capable of harming this squadron must be worth considering, we all wear our suits all the time, the energy field will keep the antenna safe. The code program was about to be cracked, we were just a few hours away from achieving our first triumph outside the shadow of the conceits who were being trained for the business elites.

01-06-XXXX

This is a voice recording; I repeat; this is a message with maximum priority that will be forwarded from this hotspot to the wireless terminal located in our barracks, the weapons have run out of ammunition, a shipping truck attacks us... A truck transporting raw materials! The key has one digit left to finish, it is a sequencence of six blocks of six characters in hexadecimal algorithm, once we insert the code we can return, the two who were next to me went to try to divert the truck, the weapons that this carries are phenomenal against our suit, but we cannot use the "panthers" because that would interrupt the antenna field and we risk losing the mission, now I'm shooting at the window. I want to be able to pierce that glass of yours, I hope to eliminate the driver, I don't plan to keep any bullets for myself... the last digit came out, it is entered and the antenna receives negotiation by DHCP (dynamic host assignment), it doesn't matter losing our lives. We achieved our goal! Takeshita out.