Day 2-3
Dear diary, I've got a few things to tell you. Well I've bunched up with the UFLL for a few more tasks after I cleaned out that house that APR was stationed at. Oh and the house?
I took it for myself, this is how it looks:
Not much huh? Well I guess it'll do for now until I get my hands on one of those mansions. So I've got a few more tasks done, one of them was to get rid of an elite squad of paratroopers way out in the oasis in the dessert. Well for "elite" squad they weren't really that organized, I managed to successfully snipe every last one of them down with my new weapon, oh I haven't told you about it yet have I? I love this rifle. Here's how it looks:
After that I got a mission from an arms dealer to take out a rival Chinese supplier's convoy, which I did by firstly getting shot, which led to me being dragged away from combat by my mate, and after patching up throwing a grenade right under the convoy truck. That did the job perfectly. After a few more tasks which aren't that important or interesting to mention I found myself without any malaria medicine left. I figured if I don't get them soon, it won't be much of a diary.
So I visited the priest in the city (which gave me my first bottle of pills) hoping that he will be kind enough to spare me some medicine. When as everything in life you don't get medicine for free (Unless you're on the NHS and on the dole! - Frenz), especially in an underdeveloped African country torn by civil war. But the priest ensured me that if I manage to get to a shack a mile out of town, there will be some guys that might help me out. He also mentioned that the guys that can help me are being hold up by a bunch of either APR or UFLL guys. It's an underground movement after all.
Well with my trusty (and probably rusty) rifle in hand, I throttled my little car down the muddy road until I reached the premises of the mentioned shack. I managed to snipe the guys that were there easily and knocked on the door with the concern only a near-to-death malaria patient can have. Well they thanked me, I gave them the passports that the priest handed me to deliver, and got a new full bottle of pills. Good job! Oh by the way if you're interested this seems to be the underground resistance forces:
Well I grabbed a bite to eat, and then with a calm mind went to bed.
