PDA logs - Pavel Tarasov

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Day 1 - Man I have to hand it to command, they sure know how to send you to the most fucked up places they can get you to. This situation went FUBAR faster then new recruits at boot, but I'll get to that later. I arrived to the area via chopper, and was driven to the sector, where I had to make me way on foot. Hell that wasn't that bad, didn't enjoy doing it in my dress uniform...the thing's not that great with stopping bullets. However once I got there I was not impressed with the state of things, seems the Colonel is overwhelmed to the point he can't control these fucktards. Then again, it's what I was sent out here. Got past the gate, and not one of these shitheads would give me directions, luckly I'm not as fucking stupid as most of them, and I found my way to the Colonel's office. After an introduction he briefed me on the situation.

Now I didn't believe what he told me at first, but after getting everyone out in the yard to see for myself, it's far fucking worse then he explained. Some little shitball named Frosts was in line drinking some canned beverage on duty. Mad that little ass grind it into the ground, hopefully the message got through. I won't even get started with the rest of them. Hell the only one that seemed to be worth anything was Private Luba. I'll be keeping my eye on the rest of those shits while I'm here. Also seems I rocked their pretty little world with my arrival, had one of the soldiers go AWOL and leave the base, he'll be caught in time and dealt with in time, he best hope I don't find him before anyone else does.

Another thing that has yet to impress me are these so-called 'mercenaries' walking around the base. I've read the file, and it explains them as being trained professionals hired to fight for us. My ass they're trained, or even fucking professional. I could suit up children in uniforms and have a more formal fighting force then those sorry bastards. I'll have to make a report and submit it to the Colonel when I have the free time. Hell speaking of reports, I have one to send back to Command here soon, I'll have to shape these idiots up some more before I do that, or Command will have my ass.

I was also informed I will be working with two other Drill Instructors, I'll have to request their dossiers from command and read up on them, like I'm going to do with everyone else on this base. I expect the other two DI's to do the same with me, but I can never be too sure.

I also believe they'll be thrilled to know I've taken over the mess hall, I'll be running chow. I've seen the things they dine now, and that garbage isn't real Ukrainian Army food. I'll be making up some real food for these kids, might even make a few actual men in the process. However I can't preform fucking magic.

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