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You are Captain Bjorn ‘Bork’ Bjornsson of the European Union’s Swedish Expeditionary Forces, and today has been absolutely miserable. First, you had to liberate the hated Danish lands instead of glorious Sweden, and look happy about it. Then the UN Space Corps dropped your resupply pods into a cluster of BETA instead of where you could get to it without carving your way through with nothing but the last dregs of ammunition and melee weapons your already battered squad had left. And now, you have 132 vampires bearing down on your position accompanied by the laughter of one of the crazy American pilots who launched the salvo.
Your Gripen is agile and light enough to dodge around the majority of the BETA as you slash out with your melee halberd and occasionally your wrist blades to carve through the onrushing tide. The Eurofighters are falling back, providing what fire support they can from a distance. Now you just need to survive for the time it will take for the American TSA’s to get into firing positions. Hopefully, one of those missiles won’t mistake you for a Fort and decide to lock onto you. Once those things go active, there’s no stopping them.
Your BWS-8 Flugelberte easily rips through a Grappler trying to give you the hug of death, the weapon easily cleaving it clear in twain. Hopefully you can get to the resupply pods before the missiles go active, but it’ll be tight. You’ve got to make a call, and you need to make it fast.
Now just what to do?
[ ] De-Ass Area
[ ] FOR VALHALLA