Terra Page #3

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Therefore, I am assuming command.

The council is hereby dissolved.

You do not have the authority, General!

If I sin, let future generations judge me.

But mark this:
Only thanks to me...

...will there be any future generations.

Hey, Jim, where you going, man?

- This is wrong.

- Wrong?

- General Hemmer says...

- How can you follow him?

- We're soldiers.

- I obey my commanding officer.

Hey, we obey the council.

Lieutenant Stanton, I would like you

to join the attack force.

Respectfully, sir, I refuse.

You're our only war hero.

It's your duty to lead the way.

I lived with the Terrians, sir.

They're more like us than you can imagine.

Would it change your

decision if I told you...

...we only have air on the Ark

for another two months?

This is mankind's last hope...

the terraformer.

Currently, it provides

sufficient oxygen for the Ark.

Once rooted in Terra's surface...

...it will convert the planet

to breathable air within seven days.

Seven days, Jim.

Very Biblical, don't you think?

The Ark will have residual air left

for several more weeks...

...but within that timeframe...

...we will have won ourselves a planet.

What about the Terrians?

End hologram.

What?

Hello?

Mala!

Hello?

The alien cannot see or hear us.

Don't worry.

The air is pressurized

for Terrian atmosphere.

It can breathe.

A human, however, cannot.

Anybody there?

Hello?

Stewart?

Where's Jim?

Do you know who Jim is?

- Where are we?

- Stewart!

- I can't breathe.

- Somebody help me!

- Why?

- A test, son.

The ultimate test.

Whose side are you on?

Please, say something!

Stop! You're killing him!

No. You are.

Press that red button,

and you can save him.

A demonstration of the terraforming

technique will commence.

Your brother will breathe.

The Terrian will not.

Hello! Somebody, please help!

There's gotta be another way.

There isn't. Us or them.

- Somebody, he's suffocating!

- Decide.

I can't breathe.

Somebody, please help!

Get away from me!

What's happening?

Help! I can't breathe!

Help!

I can't breathe!

I c...

Giddy, save Mala.

Confirm order.

Save Mala.

What's that robot doing?

- Otham. Cotters.

- Get down!

Mala, your respirator.

Giddy.

This way.

- Mala.

- You?

I'm sorry.

Mala, hurry.

- Giddy...

- Follow me.

- Over there!

- This way has a far lower mortality rate.

Stop 'em!

Mala, use the control stick.

Fire missiles... now!

Incoming missiles!

Mala, stay calm.

We're falling too fast!

Prepare to eject.

Mala, grab onto my tail.

Oh, no!

Hey. About time you joined us.

Although, now that you're awake, um,

I don't really know what to say.

I never should've told Doron

about the invader.

Mala, you're my best friend,

and I should've trusted you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

- Where's Giddy?

- The creature you were with?

It's being held captive by the elders.

I have to save him.

I'm afraid I can't allow that.

He's a tool of the enemy.

I can't release him,

but I can take you to him.

What is this place?

Our past and possibly our future.

Warships?

We came close to destroying ourselves.

A small group of survivors

formed the eldership.

They vowed to keep the past a secret...

...and build a peaceful future.

But even gentle beings

must defend themselves when attacked.

We've been watching the newcomers...

...but we know nothing of their plans

or intentions.

You're the only one who has

been inside and returned.

No, I'm not the only one.

Please, help.

- Giddy!

- Honestly!

- What are you doing to him?

- We must dissect it to see how it works.

- Oh, dear.

- He is my friend. He saved my life.

Actually, Lieutenant

Stanton saved your life.

- He ordered me to protect you.

- Jim?

- I must say, this is not very pleasant.

- Leave him alone!

We need information on the enemy's

strength and numbers.

- This machine might hold the answer.

- So ask him, don't torture him.

Will you help us?

I cannot.

Earth Force created me.

Jim commanded you to protect me.

- Will you disobey his orders?

- Negative.

But if Earth Force invades,

they'll destroy all life on this world...

...including me.

Affirmative.

So the only way to protect me

is to help us defeat Earth Force.

Well, if... Mala, I...

Lieutenant Stanton...

Your logic is tricky, difficult to compute.

I will protect you.

Hey, Jim, look, I'm sorry

about what happened...

...in the enviro-chamber,

but Hemmer said...

How can you defend him, even now?

He said it was the only way...

...that we could be sure of your loyalties.

Sir!

My apologies, sir.

I believe the Terrian must have

reprogrammed my robot...

...during our captivity.

Like you said, interesting species.

Full of surprises.

We've got a few surprises

up our sleeve, too.

You're on the terraforming campaign,

Lieutenant.

- That's an order.

- Sir!

I don't know what happened

to you on Terra...

...but this is war...

...and I'd feel a lot better

knowing you had my back.

I've always looked out for you, kid.

I always will.

Question is, will Hemmer?

The aliens breathe

something called oxygen...

...so our atmosphere is poisonous to them.

We must strike early while we...

And that's where the

terraformer should land.

The formations of oxygen

can spread more rapidly...

...to the native population centers,

neutralizing them.

Air filters here and here...

...can alter your atmosphere into oxygen...

Before the enemy can

strike the terraformer...

...we must engage and destroy

their primitive aerial attack force.

Men and women of Earth Force...

...you hold the entire future of our species

in your hands.

Brothers and sisters...

...we are engaged in

a struggle for survival.

Not only our own, but for our world.

Every living being on our planet

depends on us.

If we fail, we fail them, too.

Your actions over the next few hours...

...will either win ourselves a new home...

...or doom us to extinction.

I believe... I must believe...

...that in our darkest hour...

...the very qualities which made us great

will make us strong...

...that love and mercy can triumph

over hate and violence once more.

Be loyal, be brave.

Remember who you are

and what you fight for...

Terra!

- Hey, take care of yourself up there.

- You, too, Jim.

- Are you ready?

- No, not really.

Return fire!

Down!

The Terrians are flying new ships

with more powerful weapons.

No one said we wouldn't

suffer casualties, Lieutenant.

Any soldier that dies today

will live on in history.

Press on.

Closing in on target.

Closing. Closing.

It's a trap!

There's too many! I need backup!

They're coming straight at me!

Help! I need help!

I need backup!

- Launch terraformer.

- Aye, sir.

No.

Brace yourselves, men.

What is that?

Now.

Senn?

It's really happening.

Half a million cubic pounds

of oxygen generated.

Accelerate.

Concentrate your forces

on destroying that machine.

Follow me!

Gunfighters approaching on your left.

Mala, watch out.

Senn, I need help!

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