Launch several sneak attacks on critical UWF infrastructure ((vaccine production facilities, communications hubs, strategic command rooms, shipbuilding facilities, research labs etc.))
(6)Your sneak attacks go well but since the UWF exterminate all Bees on sight, it was more of a suicide bombing into strategically important places. This takes away a quite a few ships but the benefits probably outweighs the loss of life, because you have once again stopped the UWF from building their army back up. (6+2)vs(5+1) After the attacks the UWF has trouble supplying its troops with ammo and more ships. This allows you to wreck havoc on their main army forcing them to retreat back to their original defensive lines.
CONTINUE TO DEVELOP THE FACTORY-CITIES.
START MASS-PRODUCTION OF MILITARY WEAPONRY FOR OUR FORCES TO USE.
Your factory-cities are up and running giving you the capabilities of production on match with the UWF. (6) Your forces are now very well equipped but due to the large amount of resources used in making the weapons you won't be able to built ships for two turns. (3) nothing interesting happens.
Summon more wolves. Continue boarding actions and start bombarding as well.
(4+1) You summon a massive amount wolves enough to man every ship in the fleet. (6+1)vs(5) You then once again block any shots fired from the UWF using magic and get up close enough to board. (5+1)vs(3) The monstrous Dire wolves charge across the boarding spears and smash into the massed rank of infantry waiting for them. The infantry only manage to fire of a shot or two at the wolves before being scattered and sent running. Not that it worked the wolves just chased them down crushed their skulls with their massive jaws. (3).
Kevak has taken the entire of Earths defensive fleetDo what Kevak orders us to do.
(5) You are one of the first across, leading the wolves to battle. Barreling in the infantry and knocking their weapons out of their hands. You don't stop there though, leave them to your inferiors, you charge up to the command bridge smash through the metal doorway and decapitate the commander with a snap of your jaws.
You are now the commander of a ship.Join the gym after work. Not really adventurous but it's good to stay healthy and I might meet someone there.
((get gud GM. I've got a stable job and I'm not even a drunk or depressed. This is pretty damn good for a 2!))
(6)
warning big thing below.
You decide that its about time that you started taking control of your life, get fit and find some nice people to hang out with. So you go to the gym to meet some people and work out a bit. On your first day there you meet this lovely women, same age as you, greeny blue eyes and curly brown almost ginger hair made into a ponytail. You ask her where the treadmills are, she gives you a lovely smile and says “oh they’re right over there” Pointing to the very obvious treadmills in the corner. You pretend to be surprised. Before she walks away you desperately try to initiate a conversation “So do you come here often” “No, not really, I come when I feel unhealthy, so definitely not a regular” She says casually with a smile. After that you just start talking and you don’t even go over to the treadmills. After talking for an hour or so, she says apologetically “I have to go soon, hope I see again though” Then waits for moment a or two, before smiling and walking away. “Damn that was totally a hint” you think to yourself a few minutes after she left.
The next few days you go to the gym every day. Every night you go over your talk, she’s a teacher, her name is Ailsa and she absolutely hates the idea of war. One day you meet this guy called Greg, massive guy said he’s a police officer. Bit creepy Greg was, he said he believes in a higher power, someone more powerful than god who controls the universe like it’s a story. Calls this the GM. Tried to avoid him after that.
Finally next week on the same day as your first meeting, you see her again. You talk again, for hours this time. Eventually when she says she needs to leave again. You correct your mistake and ask her out. She just smiles, and grabs your hand, then pulls you to a coffee shop outside. The news outside is talking about Earth joining the UWF. But you don’t really care.
The next two years are a blur of happiness. All across the news the world, the news is talking about the war effort and how conscription will soon be coming into place for unmarried men and women. Ailsa gets worried about that. So you ask her to marry you.
Another two years later you have been given a promotion and you and Ailsa have moved to a proper house in the suburbs for your baby. Because Ailsa is 3 months pregnant with your child. The war seems to be going well, the enemy is cornered and desperate they say. You still don’t really care.
A year later. You’re checking through the mail when you see a letter from the army it says “You have been ordered to join the armed forces, please report to the London army base at May 2nd”. The war hasn’t been going well recently, after the bio attack and sabotages the enemy managed to break through and take back their lost territory. The UWF is getting desperate. They need more soldiers.
You tell Ailsa the next day, she doesn’t take it well. You have a massive argument.
The night before you leave. She asks despairingly ”Why, you don’t have to go, you can just say you don’t like killing” “And let other husbands and wives go off to fight so that I can stay here.” You shout back. “And I have you and our child to protect don’t I” You say quietly “There are other ways of protecting, you selfish bastard” She screams back. “What happens if you die. You want our child to grow up without a father”. You don’t answer, you just walk out of the room and sleep on the sofa.
You leave at the crack of dawn, with out saying goodbye. “its easier that way” You tell yourself.
As you get on the transport ship to the training ship you think to yourself “Why didn’t I say goodbye”. Looking out of the window you’re pretty sure you see some wolves climbing aboard a ship.
The training is tough. A year of fighting, exercises and shooting. Preparing you to fight and kill. But the worst thing is that you aren’t allowed to have any news or calls. “It wouldn’t matter anyway” You say to yourself “We’re light years away” You console yourself with.
During your training you met and made amazing friends. A few weren’t even the same race. But everyone of them were intent on ending this war and so there loved ones could live in peace. You weren’t. The words Ailsa said before you left “there are other ways of protecting” Made you rethink, why should I have to die. I wont die. Ill come back. Ill see my child again and ill see Ailsa again. No longer were you going to die a glorious death to save your loved ones. You were going to live and go back home and grow old with Ailsa and see your children grow.
The last day of your training they gave you your equipment. They assigned you to your ship and they gave the new conscripts the exact same introduction that you got.
The ships was called “Blue Fire” In an alien language. They say it was made by a species that was destroyed by the enemy. The ship is crewed by a lot of the friends you made in training but the person that you were most surprised at seeing was Greg. It was fucking creepy Greg from the gym ages ago. He said he joined up years ago. Was one of the only two survivors of the ships last fight. Surprisingly you’re actually happy to see him, reminds you of a life before the conscription. Also because he looks like a hardened veteran. With both his arms now bionics and his jaw.
After a brief cryo sleep you end up on the third support line. Unlucky for you though the enemy has just made a massive frontal attack on your defences. They speared through the frontline with an unstoppable momentum before crashing into the heavy ships that make up the second line. After that most of them are caught up in boarding actions with the heavy ships. But a few continue on their way. One heads right for you, smashing its boarding spear through the side of your ship.
You can hear them coming.
there is probably loads of cheesy stuff and crappy grammar in there because i couldnt be bothered to go over it.
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