“Beaks Beachhead was anticipated for being one of the bloodiest parts of the war, and the brass wasn’t wrong about that. They tried minimizing casualties through some newly implemented armor protocols, but none of our armor actually made it ashore. The beach head was completely pre-sighted and wiped out most of our first waves without much effort. Had it not been for the fact that the Griffon Army was flying on its last feathers, I don’t think we’d taken this head. I still don’t know how we did… It feels like a flash, though it felt like forever at the same time.

Body clean up is going to be quite hefty this time. Too many to count… Gonna have to get them up before the tide washes them away. There’s no telling how many already washed out. This fucking war…”