Blind fear seizes you; you try to pull yourself out, but you can feel the bog tugging back, gripping you strongly by the hips and pulling you further down. Tangled heaps of black armored corpses await disposal by the Zadon utility bots; the dozers, equipped with high beam headlights, are soon piled high with bodies to fill the burial pits, but the Zadon tech bots have their work cut out for them, too. xx video From head to toe, your armor encased body is now drenched in a cold, clammy sweat and your green eyes are open wide in abject terror. “Fuck! Now, with the flames from the burning Zadons lighting up the night sky, the surviving space troopers hovering on the edges of the battlefield are tired and hungry but elated.




















