We lost Troy Hill to the most ragtag pieces of maggot shit ever to carry a gun. Bastards are cunning, though. They stole one of our mortar launchers. We didn't stand a chance.
With this and the Strip District in their pocket, they now control the whole river. Made for a difficult retreat, there's barely half our squad left.
I just pray to God that Jeremy and Pam are still alive. They got stranded on the other side of the river.