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So far, war did not went well for the poor Wild. Losses are being made everyday. To compensate this, the brood must be enlarged somehow. Infectees don't grow on trees. That's a fact. And since humans don't apply for this kind of "job" voluntarily, there is only one option left...

The Nomads have put together a considerable fleet in Omicron Iota, consisting of several platoons, one of which is taking a direct course to Planet Crete, with the intention to take the necessary materials and personnel from the Corsair's overpopulated homeworld. The Corsairs, however, are already expecting the Nomad forces in Omicron Kappa... well, more or less. And whose siesta is gonna be disturbed again? Right... Pepe Ladron's! Ay caramba!

As if the situation wouldn't be annoying enough already, this platoon is also being led by K'tesh - a very, very mean alien, not only waking up the Corsairs from their nap intentionally, but also having an eye for the best fed and hairiest host-bodies available on Crete, to infect and use these as its own puppets, against the Rheinlanders or the Order in pointless battles.

K'tesh's forces will arive Omicron Kappa this weekend and are expecting a sacrifice from the Corsairs. They better comply the demand. You don't want to provoke the mighty lord to anger!

Will Ladron's men be brave enough to fight the alien menace? Or will they accept their fate and be enslaved by the Nomads? Who knows, perhaps the El Comisario, in his wisdom, will even offer one of his beautiful sisters to placate K'tesh. He better does! The future of Crete lies within his sticky macho hands for now.



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