March 14, 1998
Nothing official for the day! Unofficially,
The landing party from the Danish containership Susan Mae returns to the ship at anchor in Long Island Sound. They report that law and order ashore has broken down and that food is not available. They refuse to go ashore again unless they are armed with more than the single pistol that the master entrusts to them.
In Goose Bay, Labrador, a trio of Air France 747s land to evacuate the NATO defenders. As the last plane takes off, headed to Europe with mostly German Luftwaffe ground personnel aboard, the demolition charges they had placed throughout the base detonate, rendering most of the base's fixed facilities useless. The Royal Canadian Navy begins to assemble the remnants of its fleet in the Maritimes in the Strait of Canson, the narrow but deep body of water that divides mainlain Nova Scotia from Cape Breton Island.
Adapting to the decline of global transportation, Nhaziern Khazi, a small-time drug smuggler abandons his trade running hash from Afghanistan to the Persian Gulf. He, two cousins and some followers join a Pasdaran militia unit instead.
The nuclear cruiser USS Virginia continues its patrol of the central Atlantic, turning to the southwest from a point 300 miles west of the Azores.
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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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