text It's the year 2089. The Pathfinder XVII probe@has discovered Alien ruins on Mars. The ruins@appear to be the remainder of a very powerful@weapon which is aimed directly at Earth.@@Further studies reveal that the Aliens will be@back in a year. Could the reason for their return@be to fire this Earth-destroying weapon?
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text There is no choice. Earth starts to prepare for a war.
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text Two of the world's biggest arms manufacturers want@to win the contract to supply the Earth Army.@The UN president wants to test their capabilities,@so he allows them to stage a competition on Mars,@using hastily prepared battlefields, old mines and@even the remainders of some strange Alien energy@sources.
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president_text It is quite clear for me that the choice must@be made between your two companies.
president_text You are the best arms manufacturers,@no doubt about it.
president_text I need to be absolutely sure @that should the Aliens attack,@one of you will help our planet@to pick up the torch and @fight the enemy.
side_b_text If these Aliens are able to make such weapons@as that Gun, there is simply no chance that we@can compete with them.
side_b_text Our guns are children's toys compared to@their technology. We have to beat them@with intelligence, not firepower.
side_a_text All I know is that no damn smart-ass Alien@would be able to survive a nuclear missile.
side_a_text If they're so clever as to build@planet-destroying weapons, then@we'd better stop wasting our time@and bathe the bastards in napalm.
president_text I remind you, gentlemen, that we're not sure@the Aliens are hostile or if the Gun is really@meant to be fired.
president_text But, of course, we must be@prepared for everything.
