Imagine you need some space. Away from the constant booming of the artillery. To get some rest in your brain. To be able to think straight once in a while. Imagine you take a stroll. As you did before. Secretly. No Commissar will notice, nor will your NCO. Visiting that nice place in the remote plant. The one destroyed in the former campaign. But this time when you step over the torn down fences something is already there. Xenos.Would you tell anybody?
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