The military have been hitting this one area REALLY hard. I don't know what it is but they're at it non-stop. The concussions are intense and at night . . . the colors. Not sure if it's what kind of weapon it is or what they're using them on that's giving off those flashes of violet and pink. With the smoke billowing. . . Maybe it has something to do with the air here inside the Danger Zone.
I've moved away from the area so as not to get swept up again by the military patrols. (See earlier posts and dispatches)
The rain has definitely caused havoc with my gear. Also, the snow is all ice and slush now and that makes it harder to travel. Many of the roads and streets are flooded with 6-12 inches of water.
For now I am camping out in a lean-to on the roof of what appears to have been a school. I watch, from a very safe distance, as the military pounds the shit out of something.
Through the blasts I think I hear a faint sound. Sounds like . . . something. Something in pain.
