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[EuchreJack]

Alright, I'll take the Barbara who is better at everything else.

[CognitiveDissonance]

I would like Maxim Novikov, as the bravest soldier. Give me the loudest gun, and send me to the front. I'll kick the door in, and shotgun the green little men. Or the other way around. I don't care, just give me a gun!

[Burnt Pies]

I'd like a female Machinegunner, no preference otherwise.

[Nirur Torir]

((I switched to the experimental version, for combat shields. The roster is different, so I tried to get the closest match for people. The base now starts less a missile battery, spare hangar, and garage.

Mr. Narrator is now a Canadian sniper from the Canadian Airborne Regiment. He no longer has the TUs for scouting, and I hate to waste a 61 accuracy soldier.

Sorry for the reduced quality .jpgs. Some of these are 1MB each in .png form, but a fifth of that as .jpg.))

Commander's Log
September 2nd, 1979

They've finally finished their analysis of our situation down in the lab.

You've probably already noticed we're being invaded, commander, so I won't state the obvious. The situation is bleak; none of the major powers are able to defend their own airspace, let alone protect the rest of the planet. [...]



They've split into two teams: The first, to strip down a light vehicle for battlefield support, and the second, to modify a soviet plane to fill a heavy support role.



Since our bunker is defenseless, I requisitioned a short-ranged missile launcher (The Soviets will love this, I'm sure), and an expansion for the radar array. The rest of the budget went into an on-site medical facility here, and a listening post in the center of the US. I plan to set it up as a secondary launch base when possible.





I'm sending in the paperwork to reassess our psych evals. One of the soldiers has taken to calling herself meatshield. She gave me a blank look when I mentioned that the point was to not get hit.





Commander's Log
September 6th, 1979

Xenonauts successfully retrieved a UFO yesterday. The first victory of the war. Our grey, large-headed foes, nicknamed the Caesans, are tough enough to keep going after taking a few bullets and a frag grenade at point blank range. Fortunately for Earth, they don't like that abuse any more than we would.

It started yesterday, when we received a call from the Canadian Prime Minister. Seems a scout ship got too nosy near one of their air force bases, and they managed to shoot it down.



Rather than carpet bombing the area, they gave us a chance at it. It was nearly as bad as I'd expected. 50% casualties, just from a scout. These didn't even act like trained warriors.

I've never been lucky enough to even be able to hope that we won't be meeting any.

Spoiler: Combat Report (click to show/hide)

Pilot: "Alright, boys and girls, this is it. Everybody out before they shoot up the Thunderhawk."


SGT Phillips: "Spread out. Vince, evacuate the civvies."
CPL Ecyuer: "Yes sir! .. Alright, you lot. Clear out so I can do something worthwhile."
Sobbing civilian: "Thank God you're here! We were just trying to see what the meteor was, see, and-"
Civilian: "They're everywhere! Whatever they are, they're over there."


CPL Stevens: "They're here! Deploy the emergency anti-obstruction device!"


CPL Jack: "For the last time, it's not to be reserved for emergencies .. Done."


SGT Phillips: "Move! We're too open here!"
CPL Stevens: "Ha, they ran off!"
SGT Phillips: "Coggy, flank 'em!"
CPL Dissonance: "You just want me to flush all the kills into your scope. I know your game."


SGT Phillips: "How far back did they go? Keep moving forward, watch the flanks."
CPL Stevens: "I see one, 15 degre- &%@^ you, ^#@^@#$^ ^$#^ of ^#$^#@^ ^#$@^@# .. I'm &#^%* fine here."
SGT Phillips: "Watch your fire, he might actually get hurt next time."
CPL Pies: "Sorry sir."
CPL Stevens: "$^@*^@&% three, ^@^@% ahead."


CPL Dissonance: "Grenades barely phase 'em!"


CPL Ecyuer: "Something made a noise, one of the idiots pulled out a gun and charged at it. I managed to take it down."


SGT Phillips: "You got lucky, Vince, don't take chances. Stay there and guard our flank."
CPL Jack: "I'll get them out from behind there, rocket out."
CPL Jac: "So much plasma fire .. I want plasma rockets. Remind me to talk the-"
CPL Stevens: "^#@$^ ^@!!$# !#$^ &!$#"
CPL Meatshield: ".. He's dead, sir."


CPL Ecyuer: "Noble last words. The crash site's empty. Moving in to support your right flank."
SGT Phillips: "Vince, you are to stay there!"
CPL Ecyuer: "CHHHH TOO MUCH CHHHHHH Can't CHHHH."
CPL Jack: "You're not fooling anyone with fake static."


CPL Meatshield: "Sir, the cowards keep running off."
SGT Phillips: "Continue advancing."
CPL Dissonance: "Found one. There's a big wall behind them, nowhere else for them to run."


CPL Meatshield: "AUUUGH!"
CPL Ecyuer: "I saw that. You're supposed to hold the shield Between yourself and the things shooting at you."
CPL Meatshield: "Do you see this useless thing? One shot, and it's half melted. Another would punch straight through!" ((From 120HP to 47HP with a single shot of a plasma pistol. Lucky shot, or limitedly useful shield? Time will tell.))
CPL Meatshield: "Pasted 'im. Vince, stop gawking and STOP THE PLASMA FROM HURTING."


CPL Dissonance: "Mine's down too."
SGT Phillips: "Good, mission accomplished. Let's move in to secure the UFO."
CPL Price: "Uh, why hasn't it ended yet?"
SGT Phillips: "I have no idea what you're talking about. Stand-by to breach in five."


CPL Dissonance: "Breaching. Two of-" ((I didn't know doors ate all TUs .___________.))


CPL Price: "Coggy's down! Nooo! DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE-"
CPL Ecuyter: "Ship's clear."
SGT Phillips: "... Split into groups of three and secure the area. I'm calling the Canadians in until the salvage team arrives."


((I don't know who the "local force" was, unless the civilian with a handgun counted as both a civilian and a local force. Was not expecting the extra two aliens guarding the UFO, it was good that they didn't leave.))


((Ansel Price won a Crimson Heart for receiving a severe wound. It grants her +1 bravery. She is the only one not to get a real promotion. I think it's because she's black.))


((New research available: Plasma pistols, plasma pistol clip. I'll probably switch, since we won't be able to afford anything anyway.))

[Descan]

The shield was useful when I used it. So either they turned down it's effectiveness, or she would have died without it! :O

[Krevsin]

I claim a shotgunperson. His name shal be Cleetus. He is a former lawyer.

Otherwise, I like this LP. And the game looks fabulous. 

[EuchreJack]

Based on the uniform, I'd say the local force was that guy with the handgun, and was probably a police officer (white and blue are the standard police colors).

Also yay me blowing stuff up!

[CognitiveDissonance]

Aww damn, first mission and I'm already dead? DAMNIT! Hmm, any chance for a CogDis Jr. just to keep the brave shotgunner's legacy going?

[MonkeyHead]

Posting to follow... currently running my own LP of an X-Com inspired game (see sig) and its nice to compare and contrast this game with UFO:AI. I quite like the cell shaded graphical style, even if it does seem to restrict your viewpoint to an isometric one.

[Nirur Torir]

Sorry for the delays, I meant to have something up yesterday but then life. Hopefully tomorrow.

[Nirur Torir]

/ragequit

Spoiler: The mission results speak for themselves (click to show/hide)

[Krevsin]

Noooo, Cleetus! You never had a chance to shine...


Anyway, is this a ragequit out of this LP or are you just pissed?

[MonkeyHead]

Wow, you killed more guys than me on my last mission - which is an achievement!

[Descan]

Look on the bright side: All the civilians survived!

[Felius]

Xenonaut me. For now, just give me a soldier named Felius with an assault rifle or sniper rifle. I'll figure something else once this one dies.