The OP
Murderhobo of Nod
The Antisocial Alpaca
A Warm Introduction to Our Hellish New World
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A long, long time ago - Humans, have naively wondered upon a seemingly innocuous possibility: 'Are there other beings like us? Somewhere within this vast and seemingly endless expanse of void and stars?'* * *
The answer?
Certainly, yes.
Yes.
We aren't all alone out there, after all.
But is that something to be happy about?
In 1967, we have made first contact. Humanity will later learn the hard way that it was far better being the only intelligent life. These aliens; these disgusting and ruthless monstrosities quickly proved to be hostile to humanity.
Dubbed the BETA: The Beings of Extra Terrestrial origin which is Adversary of human race, what would be called the 'Lunar War' ended in a costly and bloody defeat in 1973. The moon had been taken.
But worst has yet to come. . .
The Kashgar Incident - within the same year of the 'Lunar War', had sprung forth; heralding the humble beginnings of bloodier conflicts and human tensions. The BETA have successfully invaded our precious Earth.
Nominally, we would've nuked them 'em to hell.
Just like we did with the Nazi's. However, the BETA, had something only Hitler could have a wet dream about. Lazers. It didn't matter what type of bomb, or jet, or plane. The era of air superiority ended with the advent of the laser-classes.
As such, we needed to approach these beastlies' differently.
TSF.
Or, Tactical Surface Fighter, leave it to Americans to save the day. As long as it suits their interests. At first, it was something like tank when it first came out in 1974. Now, it's like a low flying fighter jet. Better hug the ground then fry like slow roasted goodness, eh?
And without further ado; we're skipping to the main point. . .
It's 1996, and things aren't looking any brighter.
The BETA are still rampaging, and we, humans, still can't get our fucking shit together. We're in desperate need of heroes, now, more than ever. As such, congratulations!
. . . Now, now, don't give me that look.
By recommendation no less; you have been personally selected to be part of our UN Taskforce, Atlas. What does that exactly entail? We'll begin with the daunting and rather industrious task of retaking BETA infested Europe.
Good.
I hope your ready, soldier.