*everything begins to get sucked into the black holes*
-fleet commander- "ALL TROOPS RETREAT FALL BACK TO THE SHIPS!"
*the enemy fleet is abandoning the planet to go aide with with defense of the home base.*
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*I charge the armory and look for wyere the stuff is*
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*as you enter you see several transports take off with leaving most of the armory empty.* -fleet commander opens a transmission to you- "Sithis we need you onboard one of these ships now, the cultist armada is about to surround the Alamo."
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Ok. *I get on a ship and fly towards the Alamo*
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