Terra Page #4
Mala, don't worry.
Production up to 7%.
Minor damages on filters G through M.
- Accelerate.
- Sir?
Sir, production of oxygen
at an advanced rate could be risky.
Do it!
That's it! You're damaging it!
General, we've lost air filters A through F.
Production is down.
Divert resources to the remaining filters.
Accelerate to maximum.
If we compress the terraforming process...
...we'll be leaving ourselves
extremely vulnerable to combustion.
That is a direct order!
- Follow it!
- Sir, yes, sir.
Second wave, attack!
Phase 1 up to 25%.
of oxygen generated.
But the terraforming filters
are under a lot of strain.
How long before the process is completed?
In 12 minutes, the chain reaction
will be irreversible.
Hang in there, beautiful.
Call in the reinforcements.
Orders received, General.
We're on our way.
Lock and load, people.
It's crunch time.
I can't shake this guy!
Hang in there, Jim.
I got this one.
Jim, are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. Just a scrape.
I've got a clean shot.
Mala, hostiles from above.
Sir, we're decimating
the Terrian resistance.
Good.
Keep production at maximum.
Let's finish this.
I see an opening. I'm going in.
- Mala, I can't shake 'em!
- Hold on. I'll be right there.
No! Senn!
No! No!
No!
Enemy fighter on my tail.
I need backup.
Hang tight. I'm on my way.
Sir, 90% of oxygen dispersed.
Five minutes until completion of campaign.
- You?
- Oh, no.
Jim, where are you?
Just hold on, Stewart.
I'm almost there.
Mala? What?
Jim, what are you doing?
Just shoot!
I can't hold on much longer! Shoot!
What are you doing, Jim?
Wait, wait, wait! Jim!
Incoming, sir!
It's one of ours!
Stanton?
Pull away. Pull away!
Fire at that ship!
Come on!
- Congratulations, Mala.
- Good job.
Mala! Mala!
Senn!
- Mala.
- I thought you were dead.
Oh, me, too.
I mean, you, too.
You did well, Mala.
Very well.
It wasn't me.
He saved us.
He saved us all.
But now they have no food,
no water, no air.
There's nothing for them to do
but just wait for the end.
Never lose hope, Mala.
There are always alternatives.
- Hey, Senn.
- Hey, what?
Race you.
I knew you were gonna say that.
I don't know why I even answered.
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