Alex again. I just sat down with the camp commander after dinner, a Colonel with the Air Self-Defense Force. He was refreshingly honest with me after I’d told him of my service and the story of how we made it there. I told him that I felt the news reports we were reading were bullshit and he all but confirmed that. He did make mention that the situation was dire and that the Emperor, Empress, and most of the Royal Family were “unaccounted for.” Apparently the military had taken full control of the extremely limited government and his orders were coming from Chitose Air Base in Hokkaido, where a number of Generals had taken refuge – including his direct superior. The main island of Okinawa was “no-man’s-land” since the Americans had left. Most communication was being done by radio, the old-fashioned way. I suppose I should be happy they weren’t using fax machines.
When I asked him what the cause of all of this was, he just shook his head. Apparently, nobody has any clue as to what the disease actually is. The most anyone knows was that a hospital in Tokyo had admitted a number of elderly patients with heart issues in the days leading up to the travel ban. The hospital had requested experts from the USA, Argentina, and Germany to fly in immediately, prompting a government investigation that eventually became a travel ban. Nobody really know what to make of that though.
Apparently the SDF has only a few locations set up where they were still functioning. Aside from Shingu, there were only 13 other outposts. The largest one only housed a few thousand people. They estimated that there would only be three to five million survivors total in the whole country at this moment. We shared a cigarette while he lamented that these would likely be the last generations of “pure” Japanese people.
Given my experience and training, he’s asked me to help out around the camp the best I can. He doesn’t have enough men to clear the city, but he sends out regular patrols to look for travelers like us. He also keeps a small garrison here to defend against any stray infected that make it close to the camp. He’s asked me to join up with a few other volunteers and help train them to go out and keep the neighborhood around the camp clear. He says he likes to keep the “dirty work” away from the camp so that the women and children won’t be as affected. Can’t say I blame him. I’ve agreed to help out, so I suppose I’ll be dragging Charlie with me. At least here there are tasks Ayako can help with, such as cooking and looking after the children. Risa won’t be alone anymore, which is good. She needs contact with other children.
It started raining as well. The skies are especially dark and ominous and the wind seems to be picking up. Usually I love a good storm, but I feel right now I just want a respite before I have to go out there and kick doors in.