I hope this letter finds you well. The massive assault across the Iron Curtain has caused our entire unit to press back, so I have barely had time to just sit down and write. Can you believe it? 10 years since the last war, already we begin again. Rumors are running around all over the place; is it true D.C. has been hit with a nuclear bomb? We don't know what to believe. Scattered reports are giving us little information, from what we've heard they came out of nowhere, and most divisions were annihilated in the initial blitz from the Soviet Zone. We weren't prepared for this. The Russians are one thing, but the damn Flaciota Flu already had the Western part of the continent in chaos. Hell of a time for war. We're heading back out in the morning, hoping to meet up with the 8th Armored. Probably shouldn't tell you that, might sell it to the Russians. Anyway, be sure to reply soon. I love you, and I miss you.
Private Addison Shepard
Royal Canadian Army
1st Infantry Division
Munich, Bavaria, Germany
Pictured: 1st Infantry Patch
I worry for you day and night. The newsreels are shocking! Nuclear weapons have destroyed both D.C., as well as Leningrad. It appears as though no further nuclear attacks were carried out, probably out of fear of total nuclear war. Major cities all across North America have increased the frequency of nuclear drills by nearly 10 fold. On top of that, the Prime Minister has reportedly gotten Flaciota Flu and is unable to do any of his duties. The world is in chaos, and we don't even have an effective leader! Speaking of Flaciota, it seems as though Abigail has also been infected. They've quarantined her to a hospital room, but her chances of survival are slim at best, on top of that, she doesn't even know if her husband made it out of West Berlin or not. I must stop writing now, but I want you to know that I love you, and I miss you. Come home alive.
Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada
Pictured: World War 3
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