May 6, 1998
Canon has nothing for the day. Unofficially,
The students of the 10th California Cadet Brigade and the garrison of the Naval Weapons Station Seal Beach, on the southern edge of the Los Angeles urban buildup, have succeeded in planting nearly all of the 5250-acre (21 sq-km) complex. They hope that the crops, shellfish harvested from the extensive marshes and fish caught from shore and the few small boats available will be sufficient to sustain themselves. (Military authorities have stopped sending troops into the devastated Los Angeles area following the extensive nuclear strikes on refineries in December).
In Alaska, once again X Corps troops are too short of supplies to offer a close pursuit of the Soviets that they have driven out of defensive positions; what little spare food and fuel available is dedicated to relief of the airborne and scout troops that had blocked the Soviet supply lines.
The Soviet Sierra-III class sub K-231, which has been on patrol non-stop since escaping the Mediterranean in late August, is running low on provisions. The captain's orders authorize him to seek shelter in Luanda, Angola as well as giving him code information to contact a number of supply vessels lurking in remote anchorages around the world. Luanda was struck by South African nuclear weapons in December, forcing the skipper to broadcast signals to try to locate a supply ship.
In Afghanistan, the isolated Soviet garrison in Khandahar (built around the 70th Guards Motorized Rifle Brigade) finds itself in an increasingly difficult situation. It has been nearly four months since the last resupply flight arrived and over 18 months since the last ground convoy. The only reason the command has not been wiped out is that the unit provides the only protection for the townspeople against the bands of deserters (from the Red Army and the puppet Afghan DRA), bandits and mujahidin that roam the countryside. The garrison commander provides protection for the poppy farms in the region, receiving the supply of food and fuel his command needs and that can only be supplied by drug runners in this chaotic environment.
The Hungarians of the 53rd Mechanized Brigade are forced to once again abandon the trains that have transported them from China after several days of seeking a way to repair or bypass the damaged portion of the Trans-Siberian railroad in eastern Siberia. They load their vehicles with as much fuel as they can carry and light the abandoned train they are leaving behind afire.
The convoy to Kenya is ordered to hold in place as an Allied naval force is hastily assembled to deal with the Soviet naval task force that has been sighted by a rare S-3 Viking patrol flight.
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I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...
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