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You have allowed the Brotherhood Reavers to analyze and copy your BigMT Augments in exchange for the following gifts personally to you.

>>1816138
>Hover Bikes - A hoverbike with small rocket propulsion capabilities,used by both the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel and in greater numbers by the East Coast Brotherhood of Steel.

>Brotherhood Midwestern Power Armor - Built to be superior to the old Paladin Version, and made specifically for mass production from classified facilities.

>Echo-Boy - These special detection devices improve the ability to detect large concentrations of metal, which can be used both for salvaging opertions and for defense

>Vault Water Purifier + Chips (Blueprints): Vault sized Water Purification Filters. It isn't enough to filter whole rivers or lakes, but can sustain Vault sized populations. Effectively one of these should work for your population at BigMT

ALERT!

The new Medium Steel Mill and assorted factories have passively produced 12 new Loader Squads

BigMT has exhausted ALL its Scrap Steel and Fissile Material.

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STATS HERE

>BIG MT
https://pastebin.com/jAXYFRB1

>THE NURSERY
https://pastebin.com/ic3ac1xL

I'm transitioning to Pastebin Stats. Personallly, they're harder to navigate than posting on 4chan but sort of necessary otherwise the thread would be bloated.

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An additional town has upped your action cap!

4 Action Cap.

Available Actions: Civilian, Construction, Military, Research, ZAX, Hero
+Robotic Research does not count toward cap.
+Biological Research does not count toward cap
>>>>>Turn: 116

>>1816408
We were also going to go home, stopping to pick up a missionary and drop off the chickens at Utah.

This is a new quest so I don't expect much participation this early. To get the ball rolling, I'll go with the option that first gets 3 votes or whatever has the most after 30 minutes and if it's a tie I'll roll a dice.

>>1813472
>Tell him to go away

Dude's gonna ruin our hot cocoa.

>>1813472
>Open it

>>1812983
>This is rich, Chase. Crooked cop can't see through a cover up.

>>1812996
Supporting

>>1812983
>This is rich, Chase. Crooked cop can't see through a cover up.

>>1812398
This quest is doomed to fail, it probably already has
But I'll humour you

>Are you a BOY, or a GIRL?
GIRL
>What is your NAME?
Lucy Thomas
>What is your CHAT HANDLE?
twinklinglucidity
>What is your PERSONALITY?
Boi what are you even trying to do here?
Laxidasical, but Quickwitted. Had the capacity to be understanding but is still very apathetic.
>What are your INTERESTS?
Analyzing terrible media(Movies, Books, Games, Fanfiction), Starting sculpture to never finish them, Sleeping, Cleaning (Herself)
>How many FRIENDS do you have? (Must range from 1 to 11)
Again, very interested to see what you got planned here.
7

>Mangrit- how STRONG you are.
1
>Gel Viscosity- How STURDY you are.
2
>Luck- how LUCKY you are.
2
>Mind- How SMART you are.
7

>>1812398
>Are you a BOY, or a GIRL?
BOY
>What is your NAME?
Donald Kirk
>What is your CHAT HANDLE?
blavingheart
>What is your PERSONALITY?
balls to the wall class clown
>What are your INTERESTS?
tomfoolery, hijinx, chemistry, anthropology, theft
>How many FRIENDS do you have? (Must range from 1 to 11)
5
>You have ten stat points. Please distribute them between these stats:
>Mangrit- how STRONG you are.
1
>Gel Viscosity- How STURDY you are.
2
>Luck- how LUCKY you are.
4
>Mind- How SMART you are.
3

>>1812398
>Are you a BOY, or a GIRL?
BOY
>What is your NAME?
Avery Epsilon
>What is your CHAT HANDLE?
crackingConsciousness
>What is your PERSONALITY?
Insufferable know-it-all.
>What are your INTERESTS?
You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a burning passion for ENTOMOLOGY. On nice days you go out running, but you DO NOT HAVE MUCH STAMINA. You also have a fondness for PHILOSOPHY, LITERATURE, and SOCIAL SCIENCE, and have several textbooks on the subjects on your bookshelf. You also like to post on REDDIT and are an INSUFFERABLE ASSPRICK whenever you do so.
>How many FRIENDS do you have? (Must range from 1 to 11)
~~0~~ 6

Mangrit- 3
Gel Viscosity- 1
Luck- 1
Mind- 5

>>1811824
>>QM Question
>How open are you to players completely throwing off your story with a write in?

I like it, adds unexpected twists into the mix and can even set up interesting scenarios

>>Player Question
>Do you ever find yourself limiting your actions to try and fit with the QM's plans, or do you prefer to introduce more chaos?

Usually try and fir with the QMs plan however introducing a little chaos, like I said earlier, can set up interesting scenarios

>>Faggot Question
>Any QM loves fanart, but for any drawfags, are there any that are inspiring? Are there quests you like from a writing standpoint, but aren't inspired to draw for?

Not a drawfag so I can't really answer that.

>>Salty Cunt Question
>What convention of quests do you despise the most? Points for if it's not an obvious one like haremshit

Customizing the character. Nothing will be worse than seeing a bunch of anons fighting over if we should have a green or blue helmet that either doesn't help us in anyway or both of them doing the
exact same thing but a different color...

>>Wreathed in Pink Flame Faggot Question
>List off your favorite waifus from the quests you follow, and make sure to point out, if it's not the favorite or if they lost, why they deserved it more and why everybody who went for/is
going for the most popular one has shit taste.

I usually don't waifutism (Unless I am shitposting)

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Running a session of Shipgirl Commander for 1-2.5 more hours before break.

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>>1812163
Oops, forgot to link.
>>1811598

>>1811598
>'So is this new communication's system running independent of the RAY?'
>'Any other upgrades you've put up for me, Yuubari?'
>'The MagiTek guys probably weren't too happy after what happened last time.'
>'Ready to initiate startup sequence.' INITIATE SEQUENCE
>Write-In

>>1811598
>>'So is this new communication's system running independent of the RAY?'

>>1811613
>'Any other upgrades you've put up for me, Yuubari?'

>>1810325
A.
We must search for a better crop then the cactus fruit that we currently farm, we shall search the delta for such things.

>>1810325
A

>>1810325
A

>>1809547
>> [] Prioritize getting a new, stronger body from somewhere in the city.

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>>1809561
>>1809547

The world has become a violent place, you remind yourself, and good people can do terrible things when they perceive another party as vulnerable. Cloistered here with your DAVID unit, the six eyebots, and your turrets, you could probably fend off a good-sized invasion if it came to that, but traveling would divide those forces substantially, risking capture of one or the other by any group with substantial experience and determination.

You remind yourself that from what Jeremy said, gathering scrap has become a new form of economy, and by that logic, many will view you as nothing more than a walking pile of caps to be collected. No, until you have the means to offer a strong deterrent against physical confrontation, trading would represent a huge risk.

That still leaves the matter at hand, where to get a body. From what the old machine had said, there was a group of raiders weaponizing assaultrons and some scattered robots left over near military bases. If you could approach a lone unit on patrol… Well, then what?

While it is true that the DAVID unit was built for stealth reconnaissance, it was decommissioned for a reason. With low combat ability and the intrinsic weight of its metallic construction coining the term “stealthy for a rust bucket”, you aren’t entirely sure you have the means to take down and reprogram a hostile machine, at least not with this unit as it is.

> Looking around at the spare materials that you’ve recently gathered, you might have enough for an upgrade.
> [] Build up for speed. Those spare thrusters for the eyebots might do the trick.
> [] Build up some extra armor. It pays to be able to take a hit, even if you can’t hover.
> [] Heavy weapons. You’d rather break a unit and then repair it than risk losing the only one you have.
> [] Other. Write-in

>>1809864
>> [] Build up for speed. Those spare thrusters for the eyebots might do the trick.
We're a diplomacy bot first and foremost. We can build battlebots later

>>1809394
Are you the same guy who made this?
>>1803544

>>1809409
No. I assumed that one died so I made this one.

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>>1809394
Name: Netty
Race: Urtica sapiens, a species of plain, modest plantgirls coated in stingers and tiny floofy flowers
Class: Priestess
Skills: Herbalism, trapping, defense, grapple-combat, outdoor survival
Description: Netty is a fairly ordinary plantgirl of her species, at an age where she has not yet planted her roots but instead is eager to explore the world and find great new sources of nutrients and pollen. She isn't the strongest but is somewhat nimble, and when necessary she can hold her ground or her prey. Her local town has been hit with a few particularly severe droughts and dead winds, which has limited her peoples' ability to grow. Her elders cannot leave, so she and others of her age are expected to forage onwards and find a solution. Like most of her kin, she is a fairly ordinary green-yellow plantgirl without much flashy foliage, and tends to be less social than other plant girls like Rosa sapiens or Helianthus sapiens, almost stoic.

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>>1809362
Abhumans.

More than simply unusual. This word describes humans with extraordinary abilities that often defy what we know about the universe. These abilities are shrouded in mystery, as their origins are not fully known and they work on no truly understood function. Are they purely hereditary? Perhaps a largely beneficial mutation? Some of the more extreme theories suggest extraterrestrial experimentation. But in the modern age, suggesting that sort of thing won't win you any friends.

No historian or scientist can pinpoint exactly when or where the first Abhuman was born or awakened to their potential. If you're the "seeing is believing" type, then you'd probably say that The Amazing Stratos was among the first Abhumans. This is a popular opinion. But then again. You could have your pick of any folk tale, legend, or story from almost any culture on the planet and find mention of a human performing impossible feats. The validity of these tales is essentially impossible to verify and most would argue that it doesn't truly matter. Since if they were once fact, they have undoubtedly been corrupted beyond recognition by many years of retelling.

Honestly, it's a question that most never dwell on or even think to ask. But all that one needs to know is that Abhumans are very much real, and some hold so much power that they are akin to demigods on Earth. But despite the overwhelming power he held, the strongest of them was seen as a universal symbol of power used for good. Now we call him the First Hero. But he would prefer that most call him Pinnacle. Though he was born american, Pinnacle considered himself a "citizen of the world" as he used to say. Essentially, he didn't want to be limited to only one country he could help in times of need, or be held back by politics in general.

Through much trial and tribulation, Pinnacle started the golden age of superherosim. Convincing many of the worlds governments, particularly America, to give Abhumans a chance to do good. Not as soldiers or simple workers. But as Heroes. People to look up to, people to rely on when normal means simply can't get the job done. Though even the legendary hero himself admitted that the change of heart in the world leaders was mostly due to the events most refer to colloquially as Red Friday.

Those events events shook the foundation of modern society as a whole and changed how many view the world, and beyond.

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>>1809363
>[The circumstances of ones birth does not have to define them, but it will have an effect, regardless of where your life takes you.] [CHOOSE YOUR ORIGIN]

>Corporate Scion
You are the heir apparent to a very successful and large corporation based in Jewel City. Like many children of wealthy backgrounds, you had the best of everything and you didn't want for much. Save for basic human interaction.

>Boom Orphan
You and your immediate family were victims of the last actions of Boom, a speedster supervillain that caused a supersonic explosion that leveled a decent bit of the city. You lost both of your parents in the blast and had to grow up very quickly, learn how to survive on your own in the not so pretty parts of Jewel City. The streets are your home.

>Living Legacy
You are the son of a well known Abhuman who died years ago. You've been trained from a young age by a family friend to take up the mantle of your fallen parent. It doesn't matter if they were hero or villain or something in between. Whether or not you actually follow in their footsteps remains to be seen.

>Just Some Guy
You are... well, not many things. You're young. You're a highschool student going on your senior year. You have at least some family and you've had your powers for as long as you can remember. Maybe they've been there since you were born. Using them is very natural to you, as they're just an extension of yourself. You're just on your way to school.

>Taken
You don't have an identity anymore. And you barely remember who you used to be. When you were ten years old you were kidnapped for your potential and locked away. You lost any chance of a normal childhood as you were mentally and physically tortured for the next decade. They wanted you to be a living weapon. But you're no longer there. Now, you're here. And they cannot take you back.

>>1809372

>Corporate Scion

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>>1808849
The captain’s face is a hard mask, a furious expression on his face. “You stupid lads, trying to be fucking heroes. I can’t believe you’d be so reckless, following us out here.”

You and Sam open your mouths in attempt to justify yourselves, but the captain cuts you off immediately. “Don’t even try and start lads, just get the fuck in formation. Fall behind me, one of you on each side.”

You both do as the captain says, you and Sam standing slightly behind him on either side. All of you eyeing the beast as it goes berserk, driving itself into a frenzy. For watch the beast for what feels like an eternity, waiting for it to steady itself and come charging at you. You look at the men who surround you, all but Sam wounded to some degree. Blood gushes from a wound on one ranger’s head, whilst a large slash streaks along the abdomen of another, wrapping around the right side of the man’s ribs all the way to the middle of his back. Frankly, you don’t even know how the two men are still standing.

The beast gets over the initial shock of its pain and looks around erratically, training its eyes on your small squad. You can practically feel the beast’s gaze burn through you, the black pits filled indescribable hate. You grip your sword so tight your knuckles turn white, watching the beast as it saunters slowly towards your group. You glance quickly at Sam to your left, surprised to see a slight smile on his face, relishing the adrenaline of the moment, a direct contrast to the man behind him who mumbles a prayer to Vaul.

The captain attempts to rally you all. “Ready yourselves men, don’t fight for yourselves, fight for your fami-“

”AAAAAGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!”

The beast, done sizing you up, drops to all fours and charges at breakneck speeds, determined to slaughter the beings that’ve caused it such great pain. You’re surprisingly calm as it pounces, claws extended straight at the captain. Whilst the beast is still in mid-air he sidesteps, simultaneously bringing his sword diagonally upwards, putting a huge gash along the beast’s ribs.

You instinctively back up as the beast howls in pain, but the captain snaps you back into focus. “Don’t retreat! Stay in formation and make it reach!”

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>>1808851
You attempt to keep formation and hold, but the beast goes absolutely berserk, striking at the area around it with obscene speed and force. You duck as a lanky arm sweeps overhead, the beast trying to cave your skull in. You try and stand just outside of the beast’s reach, trying to make it move and catch it off balance, but it moves forward way too quickly, screaming in fury all the while. Somewhere deep down you can feel the primal terror rising in your body as the spittle from the beast’s roars spray your face, but somehow you tune it out, singularly focused on not getting disembowelled. Others are not so fortunate, and one ranger hesitates for a fraction of a second, frozen in terror for just a moment too long. He cops a vicious backhand from the beast that sends him flying, caving his chest in and killing him instantly.

The Captain, taking advantage of the beast’s singe mindedness, skirts around behind it. Sam slips his grip up his staff, holding it by the very end to maximise his reach. He swings right for the beast’s ankle as the captain starts to close in from behind, and he connects, an audible crack as the bones in the beast’s left ankle snaps. The captain closes in as the beast stumbles forward, its leg giving way. Captain Odrik moves swiftly as the beast holds its hands out to catch itself, and with a quick, horizontally arcing slash, severs the beast right forearm off, just above the elbow. The beast, this time, doesn’t flail or scream in pain, and with its left hand lunges straight for the captain’s leg, spinning its body around and yanking Odrik to the ground by the ankle. The remaining two rangers instantly move in to save their captain, breaking formation, but you and Sam hesitate for a fraction of a second, unsure of whether to move in or stick to the plan. You and Sam look on wide eyed as the beast violently drags Captain Odrik closer, the man kicking and slashing at the beast’s arm to no avail as it crushes his anke in its grip.

You’re frozen as you watch the beast sit up as it drags the captain closer, the rangers moving in vain as the beast brings its head down repeatedly, smashing the captain’s head to a bloody pulp with its antlers.

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>>1808852
The rangers close in, screaming in fury at the site of their slaughtered captain. You swear you see the beast smile slightly as they recklessly run in, and with deceptive agility the beast sweeps its legs up, jumping shakily to its feet. You and Sam snap out of your funk, and with your own battle cries follow the rangers in, no more point in keeping formation.

The beasts acts quickly, throwing the captain’s corpse at one ranger, stopping him in his tracks and knocking him prone, whilst lunging at the other. The lone ranger yells as he brings his sword down on the beasts, though with a slight crank of its neck it blocks the blade with its antlers, wrenching the weapon from his hands. Eyes covered in blood from his head wound, the ranger doesn’t notice the hand coming straight for his throat, the beast crushing his windpipe at soon as it gets a grip.

You and Sam charge forward furiously, the beast breathing heavily as it limps forward to meet you, eager to kill you and Sam for the trouble you’ve given it. The beast, however, makes a crucial error in its excitement to kill you, and the ranger it knocked over with the captain’s corpse, still prone on the ground, stabs his sword right through the beast’s broken ankle. The beast yelps in pain and surprise, promptly bringing its fist down on the rangers skull.

This, however, gives you and Sam the opportunity to strike. Sword raised above your head, you attempt to bring it down in a vicious vertical slash, but in your haste only manage a shallow cut. The beast, so crazed that it fights through the pain, lashes out with its mangled leg, kicking you right in the stomach.

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>>1808835
Last time on Saiyan Conqueror Quest:
Karn meets some time travelers, one heals Meloka while all the other does is shout, then the Hive are finished off of Planet Jhoria. As you all are en-route to the Pirate's Den, a child assassin attempts to murder Karn, and pays for this act with his life. After returning to a repaired ship and 30k credits from Lord Boros, your team leaves this part of space behind, returning to Planet Vegeta once more. We now rejoin the Saiyans, two days after their departure from the Pirate's Den.

Previous threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+Quest

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>>1808838
Standing in the Throne Room on Planet Vegeta, you're staring down at Lord Freeza himself, speaking.
"This is my real power, Lord Freeza! HYAAAAAA!!"
You transform once more into the Super Saiyan, body overflowing with that glorious golden power. Dashing at Freeza, you swing at his head, only for the Emperor of the Universe to morph into Lord Boros, him catching your fist with ease and grinning at you.
"Come now Super Saiyan, is this really all you've got?"

"Not yet!" you shout back, digging deep and forcing Boros backward, until his form shifts again. This time into your nightmare: one of the robot colossus Dr. Nefarious made,it reaching for its back then throwing one of its bombs directly down at you. You can't move, you can't run, you ca-
"Karn!"
Turning, you hear Meloka shouting your name.
"Karn!"
"Karn? Wake up Karn"
"Hrmm?" you grumble out, roused from your sleep by Meloka shaking you and calling your name.
"Karn? C'mon wake up already."
"Hrmmurpp." you mumble out, before sitting up with a yawn and a stretch. "I'm up."
"C'mon already." Meloka says, throwing you your training gear from across the room. "Let's go eat."
You get dressed and walk with Meloka to the ship's mess, and get a rather light breakfast in, by Saiyan standards. Having eaten, you now gather everyone on the bridge.
"We've got a month until we arrive." Tunnip informs you all, checking the ship's displays. "So we've got some time for training. Or I could teach someone how to fly the ship too. What's everyone gonna do?"

Well?
>Learn to fly the ship yourself
>New techniques
>Learn some of Meloka's techniques
>Back to basics(hand to hand)
>Sparring with Prince Vegeta
>Gravity chamber(x10)
>Other(write in)

Pick up to two, voting first to four, untimed.

>>1808840
>New techniques
>Gravity chamber x10 (With Meloka or Nappa)

Awww yissss new Saiyan Quest!

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A race to the capital resulted in your reinforcements arriving just slightly ahead of the enemy. Even then, only the timely arrival of a gravity well generator delayed the Che'len and Kharbos fleets from immediately jumping into orbit.

Fighting in orbit has been fierce and your side has begun to employ Veckron torpedoes in an effort to counter the enemy's use of antimatter weaponry.

A priority message from House Helios stating that the surface defenders must hold the Helios embassy until the arrival of their fleet convinced you to send troops ground side. Rather than remain in orbit you went with them, handing over control of the fleet to Alex and his subordinates.

Deploying with your Dante class gunship, your forces reached the surface without incident. With the Jerik-Dremine embassy lacking the ability to support your army you instead disembarked at the Helios facilities before other allies could arrive to take the best parking spots.

The sky is dark from weapons fire striking the planetary shields. Through this artificial night you've fought against a relentless planetary assault, trying to slow the enemy advance.

Tanks, starfighters, drone walkers and Bonrah built jump jet walkers have been your main opponents. Transport ships and Frigates have been trying to support them, while avoiding defensive fire from the palace.
Clouds of hostile nanites are an ever present threat, even with phase cannon based EM Pulse weaponry.

The intensity of fire outside has been slowly escalating, with either side now beginning to risk occasional use of tactical fusion bombs and starship grade weaponry. Energy shields and sturdy Dominion building codes are the only things that have kept the capital from being leveled.

Fighting has now moved inside the Helios embassy itself, with friendly troops desperate to hold the line and buy time for reinforcements. You've dismounted and joined your bodyguards, staging strikes against enemy officers and assisting with ambushes.
The various 20mm specialist ammo developed for your repulsor weapons over the years are proving their worth against power armored opponents.

With a forward position overrun you've been assisting J-D Marines and Helios troops in their retreat. In the process your bodyguard Valeri has been cut off.

After handing over wounded to friendly medics you circle around towards the other side of the plaza again.

"Valeri, what's your position?"

You get a staticy response you can't completely make out but it does give you a direction. It takes a few minutes to flank farther around, evading more enemy units. Eventually you run into troops that must have come in through a different entrance. These are all outfitted with Aries power cell armor and each has a pair of supporting gun drones. Some nanites are present around them but not as many as other units.
They do have the little shoulder devices that seem to act as IFF's or anchors for the nanite swarms.

At least one of the drones has a high power scanner being used to sweep the path ahead of them. It would probably overpower your camo systems. Valeri should be just on the other side of this group.

With ammo for your weapons dwindling you pull back deeper into cover and wait for the squad to pass. At this point the only thing left are 3 plasma pistol fuel cells and a few grenades scavanged off the dead.
The new Mark seven pistol is recharging a fuel cell by drawing power from your suit but it's slow going.

A few short but tense minutes of waiting later the squad has passed and you resume your search. Staying out of the main corridors as much as possible you begin broadcasting short range burst transmissions in an attempt to raise Valeri.

Eventually you're briefly able to pick up his IFF and a short while later notice a worsening blood trail. It ends a short distance later at the corpse of a dead enemy marine. A HF-blade stabbed through his back is pinning him to the floor.

Trying again, this time Valeri's IFF pings more solidly from behind a closed door. Careful to check for traps you force the door and step inside, finding him attempting to patch an abdominal wound. Most of the armor on his right side is a bit messed up.

"Sorry, was being tracked and couldn't broadcast." he explains.

You complain about Republic armor and it's below strength materials while helping to close up the wound enough to move. If not for the strengthened outer layer that was added to the suit as an upgrade he might be dead, or at least stuck in a stasis field.
"Let's get you back to a medical facility where they can fix you up for real."

[ ] Straight back to your lines. Risk combat.
[ ] Loop around, take longer.
[ ] Shortcut outside, call for evac.

>>1806767
For House and Dominion! Death to traitors and clankers!

[X] Loop around, take longer.

We're low on ammo. Best to not risk getting caught in a fire fight.

>>1813858
>>1813499

Previous thread

>>1813858
>D

>20% of the food but none of the weapons and armor.

Or

>0% of the food and the weapons and armor they can keep.

Both go with safe passage. Also send out a message to high command a possible battleship of the enemy is coming. Might be great to hit them via bait

>>1813858
>E

Orbital bombardment and full on surprise attack. Fuck these traitors

>>1813066
You should link to the previous thread and its off-site archives for those that want to catch up.

>>1813153
No Problem for the previous thread:

here it is:

>>1794767


But i'm going to appear stupid i'm sure, how does the off-site archive works?

>>1813066
>Ressuply and Go to the West toward Kilbach