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Lodged withing a small canyon in northern Siberia lies a small camp of thermal tents, soldiers dressed in fur parka's standing guard outside each tent. The wind howls as it blows over the edges of the canyon, giving off a very cold breeze that chills to the bone. Here the USLD Last Resort Task Force resides, waiting on information as to the location of a certain facility.
"God damn it's cold out here" one soldier says, rubbing his hands together, the other looking over at him "You sure the Commander is gonna be alright out there? He said he was hunting Siberian tigers or something." the soldier says, a shadow on the small horizon at one end of the canyon, two large red lights in the place where eyes would be on the head of the shadow "The commander is back!" the first soldier cries out, the shadow starting to take shape, a man with a black pair of pants and specially designed coat on his body "Report." his gruff voice asking, his hands pocketed and his head turned to look at the first soldier "Sir! Nothing out of the ordinary, as far as we can tell" the soldier says, raising his right arm to a salute "Very good. I'll be in the command tent." he says, turning and walking past the soldiers, towards a large tent and opening the cloth door and entering, multiple soldiers inside wearing clothing that is mostly non standard issue "You all know why you're here, right? To ensure the survival of the Human Race and to save all sentient life in this galaxy. Any questions?"
"God damn it's cold out here" one soldier says, rubbing his hands together, the other looking over at him "You sure the Commander is gonna be alright out there? He said he was hunting Siberian tigers or something." the soldier says, a shadow on the small horizon at one end of the canyon, two large red lights in the place where eyes would be on the head of the shadow "The commander is back!" the first soldier cries out, the shadow starting to take shape, a man with a black pair of pants and specially designed coat on his body "Report." his gruff voice asking, his hands pocketed and his head turned to look at the first soldier "Sir! Nothing out of the ordinary, as far as we can tell" the soldier says, raising his right arm to a salute "Very good. I'll be in the command tent." he says, turning and walking past the soldiers, towards a large tent and opening the cloth door and entering, multiple soldiers inside wearing clothing that is mostly non standard issue "You all know why you're here, right? To ensure the survival of the Human Race and to save all sentient life in this galaxy. Any questions?"