Personal Log, Ensign Reginald Hafful, June 18, 1944

[Reginald Hafful 0]

It seems that the spiders from the 4th millenium has transported us to World War II 1944. We're in a battleship, and in Army gear. All of this fascinates me, because I have no idea how all this stuff works! It seems that if this is a sea ship, the Engineering department deals with some kind of propellor-like technology to maneuver the ship. And as for the weapons, it may seem like stone knives and bearskins in the 24th century, but they are indeed quite dangerous in the 20th century. I have also read from my TOTM history lessons that this firepower is still insignificant next to something more powerful to come the following year: the atomic bomb. Please note that this log is a secret log, since such information about an atomic bomb could turn me into the center of attention, and I'd be hushed by the government of the 20th century United States! It's them who know the secrets right now, so I better keep it hush-hush on it right now.

 

As for our Admiral, he mysteriously left for some unknown reason. However, this doesn't mean that we're without command. A loudspeaker sounded asking us to get to battle stations. If I remember my history correctly, we're fighting the Japanese, a former enemy turned friend (and let me tell you, we were quite grateful in the 21st century for their contributions to technology (DON'T LET THE CO SEE THIS!!!!!!))

 

All right, I better stop before I am accused of being a traitor. God Bless you all.