HOOOSK

The government, slowly but surely, has been onto us for years. They've made sure no one has noticed. But I saw it happen. One of their ships, taking off from the surface, just like all the others that have been rumored. They've been taking the most fortunate- taking them away from this war zone of a planet. All the resources are gone, no more countries, just plain madness...

Our people are over. The resistance- or what's left of it, has been operating in secret for years. ever since D-Day we've been alert, looking for all the signs. But today we tracked one of their ships, this one containing one of our spies. He's being sent to the paradise the governments have built. I hear they have cures for all diseases up there- unlimited food... but they refuse to share their secrets.

What do they call it? Oh yeah, that lousy 'PickAxis'. It's been a few years, we haven't heard from our spy. Maybe he's enjoying himself, maybe he's dead. That was the last ship they ever sent. We only have a location. We've been building our arsenal for months. I think this is the last time I might ever be here on this planet. I'm off to PickAxis, to take back what's ours. This was our money, our work, and our future. This is agent Nick, signing off.

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