Sgt. Salty and the Misfits - Chapter 3: Nine Months to Nuclear Winter
Sgt. Salty and the Misfits - Chapter 3: Nine Months to Nuclear Winter Listen up, you useless lumps of tactical confusion. Salty here, and I'm currently staring down the barrel of an existential threat that makes the milkshake-murder of Squid’s Starlet look like a mild case of hay fever. But first, let’s talk about the Armoured Personnel Carrier . The APC—a low-mileage, decommissioned beast we dubbed The Nanny State —was, for precisely four days, a tactical triumph. It solved 90% of our logistical problems. Tom couldn't smear his unique aroma on the interior thanks to the sealed filtration system. Dick couldn't smash the windows, and Harry couldn't analyze the structural integrity because the armour was thicker than Sharon’s tolerance level. But, as with all things related to the Six-Pack of Doom, the children adapted. They didn't just ride in the APC; they weaponized it . The APC as a Force Multiplier The twins, Marie, Kate, and Ashley, immediately claimed the mac...