Journal Entry
September 36, 1986
It has been four weeks since I have been able to write. The training is excruciating. Our numbers have dropped more from 35 people to 8... Roman and I are still here. We have both grown in our skills and abilities. There seems to be an emergency and our training has intensified to extreme. The training regime was strict, starting at 4am each morning with a heavy 3-mile jog, before returning to the canteen at 5am for a sparse breakfast of Mushroom and Vodka. At 6am, we would then move onto more Athletics training, including activities such as Log Tossing, c**k Pushups and Ikaruga. At 10am, they would then attend demoralization classes, wherein our general would shout abuse at us for hours. At 12am, we were given a 15 minute break, which many of us saw as the one chance they would get to kill themselves. This was in fact the plan by GRU, to identify those who were mentally strong enough to make it through the course. For the rest of the day, we would practice various weapons skills, mastering such weapons as the Spade, the AK-47, and the Ushanka. The final exercise would be Double Biology, at midnight. It has been this way for awhile and soon we shall be shipped to Vietnam for our secret mission... I will write again as soon as I can but I fear this mission will be harsh.
