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[mini] Starship Troopers - Planet P - Day 6 - GAME OVER. MAFIA WINS
The Arachnid menace threatens the lives of humanity. From their home planet of Klendathu, the Bugs direct meteors across the galaxy to attack our home world. The Bugs pose an immediate and deadly threat to humanity. We forge a path across the galaxy to fight these bugs on their own terms and their own planets before they can crawl to ours. It’s up to our brave men and women of the Mobile Infantry to put a stop to this and fight for our future. Do your part!
Join the Mobile Infantry and save the world!
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Welcome to Planet P, a desert planet in Bug space.
You are the Mobile Infantry of the Terran Federation. Your orbital base received a distress call from Planet P, Outpost 7. There’s no voice, only distorted static. You and your company were ordered to drop down to P’s safe zone, and then travel to and investigate Outpost 7. You were ordered to search for the cause of the distress call, if any could be found.
You arrive to find the base a tomb. Bodies lay across the ground, speared and broken along the walls and ceilings. Supplies are thrown aside and crates are overturned into an almost impossible mess. What help you can, you give to the meager few miraculously still alive amongst the carnage. One of these poor souls lays frantic on a table. After some men restrain him enough to relay his story, he finally stammers out his warning.
The bugs overran and tore the base apart. They came in through the gates, through the floors. The soldiers watched in horror as their own men, trusted souls, seemed to cause sabotage, treason, and turn Judas. The bugs came in through opened gates; opened by soldiers eager to help and to die to the Arachnid race. Outpost 7 itself was about to respond to another outpost’s distress call. This is happening all over Planet P.
The base is a trap.
An authoritative voice calls out,
“GET THAT RESCUE BOAT DOWN HERE NOW GODDAMNIT!”
You race outside to the walls surrounding the base and look to the horizon.