
The Border Guard defense fleet for New Orleans lingers over the planet, expecting another routine and uneventful day.
Onboard the USS Alabama

Admiral White puffed his cigar, idly fantasizing about some anime girls he had seen on TV a few days ago out of a lack of anything better to do.

Marine: Admiral, you're going to want to see this!
Admiral White: Hwat in tarnashun could possibly be waaay down? Can't ya' see I'm bus-
Marine: Unknown warp signatures inbound!

Admiral Snider: Impossible, right on! Somebody must gots' disabled o' hijacked da damn early warnin' stashuns. But who in brikthulhu's dojigga' could it be?

Onboard the INF Gomorrah

The Accountant: At last, it begins! The Immortal invasion of the United Systems Alliance!



































































