Sept. 27 Lt. Bradfords suicide note.
Colonel, Im going to keep this as short as possible. You should have never sent us. This all should have never even have happened in the first place. Me and my team have assesed the damage as far as possible. We have encountered Umbrella's UBCS forces. We observed them in action. They had about as much success as we did. Which is nil sir. The Bioweapons OWN this city now. As this is written me and my three remaining men wait away our time. Our hope sank when you sent your last radioed message saying that retrival is not possible at this time. That did it for us. I'm not going to become a creature of the undead. But we have found no way out. I hope that you can feel proud that you sent twenty American soldiers to their deaths. Maybe you can sleep better at night knowing we fought till the bitter end. I'm holding my MSR4 Glock to my head now. The cold steel and plastic barrel of the pistol feels comforting against my head. If this note makes it to you, and I hope it does, that the red splash of blood you will find on it will make you remember you decision forever. I will recite the Star Spangled Banner as I cock the pistol. I will be thinking of my lovley wife and my 3 beutiful children. Of my sixteen men who fought and dies for me in the streets of this hellish city. And of the three who have yet to die. And I hope you will be thinking of them too. For the rest of your life.
God bless America,
Lt. Bradford, United States Marine Corps.
Colonel, Im going to keep this as short as possible. You should have never sent us. This all should have never even have happened in the first place. Me and my team have assesed the damage as far as possible. We have encountered Umbrella's UBCS forces. We observed them in action. They had about as much success as we did. Which is nil sir. The Bioweapons OWN this city now. As this is written me and my three remaining men wait away our time. Our hope sank when you sent your last radioed message saying that retrival is not possible at this time. That did it for us. I'm not going to become a creature of the undead. But we have found no way out. I hope that you can feel proud that you sent twenty American soldiers to their deaths. Maybe you can sleep better at night knowing we fought till the bitter end. I'm holding my MSR4 Glock to my head now. The cold steel and plastic barrel of the pistol feels comforting against my head. If this note makes it to you, and I hope it does, that the red splash of blood you will find on it will make you remember you decision forever. I will recite the Star Spangled Banner as I cock the pistol. I will be thinking of my lovley wife and my 3 beutiful children. Of my sixteen men who fought and dies for me in the streets of this hellish city. And of the three who have yet to die. And I hope you will be thinking of them too. For the rest of your life.
God bless America,
Lt. Bradford, United States Marine Corps.