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(beeper beeping)

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(drone beeping)

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- Argo base to Commander Gordon, reply.

Argo base to Commander
Gordon, do you read?

Do you read?

Argo base to Commander
Gordon, do you read?

Argo base to Commander Gordon, come in.

Do you read?

- Have you contacted Commander
Gordon yet, Officer Van?

- M38, don't sneak up on me like that.

- My apologies.

- It's okay.

No, no word from the commander.

- The Brigatine base
lies in the Red Valley.

Dust storms may be
impeding his transmission.

- Or he ran into trouble.

No one knows why the base went silent.

- Commander Gordon will
set everything straight.

- [Gordon] This is Commander Jerry Gordon

to Argo base, do you read?

(spider hissing)

Everyone at base is dead, I repeat, dead.

We have discovered strange
spider like creatures

and the entire base is covered in a green

gelatinous substance.

(spider hissing)

- Commander, we were worried about you.

- I'm sorry, but we have a
situation here, a bad one.

- Everyone has perished?

- Everyone, we're going to try

and disintegrate this material
and kill these arachnids.

(fire crackling)

(fire crackling)

- I've never seen
anything like that before.

- I wonder where it came from.

(fire crackling)

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(fire crackling)

- Officer Van, why was I not
informed of this discovery?

- Professor Benson,
it's a military mission,

you needn't be concerned.

- I can plainly see what
your friend was up to.

Destroying life forms like
it was big game hunting.

- Professor, the entire
crew at Brigatine base

has been killed because of this life form.

- I'm truly sorry to hear that,

but make sure Commando
brings back a sample.

- We'll do our best professor,

or maybe you'd like to shuttle over here

and do it yourself?

- You're not funny.

- Well, you heard him.

- I did, I'd like to break that guy's jaw.

- That's no way to talk.

- You're right, I'll
break his jaw another day.

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(keys clicking)

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(computer beeping)

- I just received an executive
order from Earth Command.

The Brigatine base is to be destroyed

upon the team's departure.

- Did you hear that Commander?

You are to destroy the
base upon your departure.

- I figured that would be the directive.

We're out of here shortly.

We'll destroy the base as ordered.

(fire crackling)

- M38, report back to Earth Command,

and tell them the
situation is under control

and that the base will be destroyed.

- And the family's of the crew?

- Give them our deepest sympathies.

- As you wish.

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(computer beeping)

- Why do I get the feeling,

there's something bigger at play here?

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(alarm sounding)

(spider hissing)

(spaceship engine revving)

(alarm sounding)

(spider hissing)

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(bomb exploding)

- We are returning back to Argo base.

Mission accomplished.

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- Good day, officer Van.

- M38, where ya headed?

- I need to recalibrate
the security drones

over the planet.

Didn't you hear we are in high alert?

- No, I didn't.

That's troubling.

I'll let the Commander know

as soon as he arrives in the shuttle.

Thanks.

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(spaceship beeping)

(fire crackling)

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(computer beeping)

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- Professor Benson, how can I assist you?

- When that arrogant Commander lands,

I want that specimen immediately.

- I will see to it.

- You do that, you tin can.

- What is a tin can?

(wind howling)

- Good to see you.

- Welcome back, Commander.

- With specimen in hand.

Scene at the base was horrible.

Defies explanation.

- We've been put on high alert.

- Well, let's deliver this specimen

and then get some dinner in the cantina.

I'm starved.

- After you.

- Here's your specimen, professor.

- Thank you so much, Commander.

I'm glad you could oblige my request,

while you were busy destroying alien forms

with reckless abandon.

- Be nice.

- You have a lot of nerve, professor.

Everyone was killed on
Brigatine, everyone.

- That's the sad reality of what we do.

There's always going to
be collateral damage.

- You better keep an eye on that stuff.

The place was covered in it.

Not one square foot was clear.

- Any idea what that might be, professor?

- No.

At first glance, it mystifies me.

It could be alien in nature.

- Alien?

- Yes, alien.

Not of this world.

- The Brigatine didn't do
any deep space exploration.

How would they have come into contact

with something like that?

- That's for you and the
good Commander to figure out.

I'll let you know what I've discovered

once my report is prepared.

- You do that, professor.

You do that.

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(computer beeping)

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- Hey, how ya doing?

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Second thought, don't
think I'm hungry after all.

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- I thought you were gonna

lay into the professor back there.

- I was, I've had it with
that pompous windbag.

All he cares about is his experiments

and his thirst for scientific knowledge.

If he only knew what I did on that base,

he'd change his tune.

- Look at this show.

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- I'd like to take a look at that footage

that we shot on Brigatine,

maybe it'll help us figure this all out.

- Well, we'd better hurry.

- Why?

- We're scheduled to go outside

and examine the Nula Crater
and get some samples.

- No rest for the weary.

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(computer beeping)

- Greetings, Commander Gordon.

- Hello, M38, nice to see you.

- What can I do for you?

- We'd like to take a look

at any and all of the footage

you captured from the Brigatine mission.

- I can retrieve that momentarily.

(computer beeping)

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What do you hope to find?

- I don't know, M38.

Maybe it's nothing.

(spider hissing)

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- Still gives me the chills.

(spider hissing)

(fire crackling)

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(fire crackling)

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- Was that helpful at all, Commander?

- Maybe, thanks.

- We have to make a trip
outside to the Nula Crater

for some samples.

We shouldn't be long.

- I will keep my com link open.

The solar winds are picking up again.

Be careful.

- Is something wrong?

- I have registered
irregular interruptions

in our equipment.

- From what?

- Something from space.

Solar bursts.

- Well, keep your eye, ha, I mean,

keep your circuits on it.

We'll see you soon.

(computer beeping)

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(native American chanting)

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(machine beeping)

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- Just as I suspected.

This substance comes from another world.

But where?

And who created it?

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- [Gordon] It's not too much farther.

- [Van] Lead the way.

- [Gordon] Here we are.

- [Van] Looks like the last
two miles we just walked.

- [Gordon] We'll get better
samples below, come on.

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(solar burst exploding)

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(computer beeping)

- M38, what the blaze is going on?

- It appears a large, moon like planet

has entered our solar system

and is heading towards us.

- What?

Have you lost your senses?

- Look at the space vid, professor.

- It's unbelievable.

Inform the Commander, immediately.

- He's on a surface expedition.

- Contact him, immediately.

- Yes, sir.

Commander Gordon, emergency, emergency.

Emergency, emergency.

- [Gordon] What is it?

- [M38] An unknown planetoid
has entered our solar system

and is heading towards Mars.

- [Gordon] We're on our way.

Van, we have to go.

- [Van] What's going on?

- [Gordon] Emergency.

An orb shaped planetoid has
just entered the solar system

and is heading towards Mars.

(drone beeping)

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- Argos, Argos, what's
going on over there?

We have reports of a strange object

moving towards the safety zone.

Your communication is...

(alarm sounding)

- We are being jammed.

(computer beeping)

(drone exploding)

(alarm sounding)

(drone exploding)

(drone exploding)

- [Van] Slow down, I can't keep up.

- [Gordon] We have to hurry.

(laser exploding)

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(laser exploding)

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- [Van] What's that?

- [Gordon] Impact cloud, take cover.

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- We are completely cut off from Earth.

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- [Gordon] M38, we're safe
and we're heading back.

The storm has slowed down.

- Roger that, Commander.

- [Gordon] This is bad.

We'll get to the bottom of it.

- Let that be a nice welcoming gift

to these cattle.

We had better test our
metal against theirs,

to see how to better
inform our supreme leader,

the best ways for an invasion.

So far, we have the upper hand
in strength and knowledge.

Like the other galaxies we have conquered,

this may be too easy.

(wind howling)

- Did we get hit by an asteroid?

M38.

Come in.

M38, do you read me?

Everything's down.

- Earth Command, we are under attack.

I repeat, under attack.

We are operating on 16% capacity.

I'm not sure if this is
even getting through.

Please send help.

Send help.

- Tell me right now,
what has just happened?

- We were attacked and are
cut off from Earth Command.

- M38 tells me we are under attack

and cut off from Earth Command.

The question is, what are
you going to do about it?

- Going to get all the facts first,

so stand down.

M38, get us up to speed.

- An orb, a small planetoid
entered our solar system.

Our communication was jammed

and our security drones were destroyed.

A smaller orb fired
several concentrated beams

onto Mars surface.

- Do you have playback capabilities?

- I will see what I can do.

(computer beeping)

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(drone exploding)

(drone exploding)

(drone exploding)

(computer beeping)

(laser exploding)

- It's definitely alien in nature.

- And not too friendly, either.

We're lucky to be alive.

- M38, what's our situation?

- We have only 16% capacity in energy

and oxygen reserves.

- It's better than nothing.

- That is nothing.

How long can we hold out?

(computer beeping)

- 62 hours if we conserve energy.

- That's barely three days.

- Those are the facts.

- Did you send an SOS
before everything went down.

- I tried.

Earth Command was aware there is an issue

but not to what extent.

- It'll take a week for
a rescue team to get here

and we don't have that much time.

- Well Commander, now
that we have the facts,

what are we going to do about it?

These aliens are obviously hostiles.

- They have retreated for now.

That is in our favor.

- Sent out a drone to recon the planets

past the red one.

No planets before this show life.

Their sun does not provide much life

on the scattered worlds.

Maybe we should move on.

- No, we have time.

Let's test their resolve

and see what their next move is.

We'll find out what we can from the drone

in the meantime.

(wind howling)

- Now is as good a time as any

to report my findings.

- Shoot.

- The substance you brought back

from the Brigatine base
was 100% alien in nature

and from somewhere outside this galaxy.

- How can you be so sure?

- It contains compounds
and chemicals unknown to us

at this stage.

- You think there's a coincidence

between the attack that just
occurred or this substance?

- I believe there is,

as far fetched as it may sound.

- Right now nothing
would sound far fetched.

- The green substance was
somehow put on the base

as a test?

- Test?

Why?

- Whoever or whatever is inside that orb

wanted to see how we would
deal with this adversity.

- And the attack on Mars was another test?

- Yes.

These hostiles are more
than likely feeling us out.

Seeing what they are up against

before they plan their final attack

or invasion.

- That's horrible.

What can we do?

- Professor, why didn't the orb

continue on to Earth?

- Right this very minute,

the orb will, in all likelihood,

begin to rotate around Mars

and stay in that orbit.

- Until they can see how
far they can push us.

- You catch on quick, Commander.

I suspect we have precious little time,

so we must act fast.

- Wasting our time just sitting here.

We're running out of resources too.

I say we load up and hit them head on

with everything we have left.

Maybe we'll get lucky and
we'll be able to stop them

before the Earth Confederacy gets here.

- Your plan has a 15% chance
success rate, Commander.

- M38 is right.

- What should we do then?

Sit here and get blown to pieces?

Or worse yet, kidnapped, imprisoned.

Or watch them destroy Earth?

I say we go after them, despite the odds.

- Once in my life,

I'd like to meet an alien.

- So, I'll take that as a yes?

- You have my full support, Commander.

- All right, so here's the plan,

we'll load up the Hawk shuttle
with weapons and supplies,

and we'll head to the orb, come what may.

- This does not fall under personal leave

and may not be permitted
by Federation rules.

- They can dock our pay then.

Let's do it.

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(computer beeping)

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- The species has not yet returned fire.

They are primitive and weak.

The scout probe shows life
on only one of the planets

in the system.

It's sphere organta shows as Terra.

Why have they not challenged us?

- We will know in time.

- All right, everybody
got everything they need?

Can't turn back once we leave.

Okay, planetoid or bust.

Everyone on the Hawk shuttle.

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(computer beeping)

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(computer beeping)

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M38, what are the
coordinates of the planetoid?

- 185.227.86.

- Got it, initiating cloaking device.

- I sure hope they can't track us.

- We'll know real soon if they can.

(space ship engine revving)

- Professor, what is it you're scribbling?

- I'm documenting what's
happened to us so far.

This will go down in the
history books someday.

- Well, our story's not over yet.

- M38, what are the chances
our SOS transmission

made it to the Earth?

- In all probability,
20% chance the signals

received in total.

- Those aren't very good odds, M38.

- That is 100% accurate.

(space ship engine revving)

- We've lost contact with emuloid four

on the lower space.

They must have perished.

Signal to receive shortly.

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Put it on the monitor.

No activity noted on the outside.

Move the drone inside.

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Move the drone to the launch bay.

Yes.

Interesting.

One of the ships is missing.

- It escaped to Terra possibly.

- Negative, their small ships

cannot travel that distance.

- Then where?

- Possibly to us.

Now, that would be a grand
challenge, would it not?

- The arrogance of these beings

to think they can approach us

and engage in combat.

- It is what we want.

A meeting before we proceed.

We will test the mockanations
of these brave humanoids.

- There it is, it's huge.

- What keeps it from tearing into the

gravitational pull of
the surrounding planets?

- Maybe it's not a planet after all.

- Look at it, what else could it be?

- I believe it is a spaceship.

- Spaceship?

- That would explain it's ability

to orbit Mars and dispel probes.

- I also believe the professor's findings.

It is a spaceship of some sort.

- Can't wait to meet the pilots.

- My readings suggest an attempted landing

at coordinates 14, 30, 09.

- We're going down.

(suspenseful music)

(computer beeping)

(suspenseful music)

Whew.

All right, our first point of order

is to find a way into this spaceship

and then deal with our invaders.

- That sounds simple enough.

- Too simple.

Have you thought any of this through?

- No, I'm making it up as I go along.

- That's our Commander.

(suspenseful music)

- Atmosphere, synthetically
made, but breathable.

(suspenseful music)

- Looks like there's pools
of molten lava everywhere.

We'd better be careful.

- How do we begin to find
our way inside this orb?

- [M38] With this.

- What's that?

- A thermal conductor.

It will register fluctuations

in surface to ground temperatures.

- So.

- Anything living inside this orb

will need to transfer any dead air

for ventilation to the surface.

That will lead us to a way inside.

- Good thinking, time is running out.

M38, which way?

(suspenseful music)

- Have you been briefed, Admiral?

- Yes.

Unbelievable.

- The information we have
on the situation is scant

and we have had no
further contact from Mars

since the initial disruption.

- And do you think
there are any survivors?

- Unknown, but sources indicate,

it's highly unlikely.

- And your team is certain,

that this incident is from
an aggressive alien force?

- Yes, that is correct.

- Well, we shouldn't be
surprised, should we?

We knew this day would come.

- The real question is,

what to do next.

We can't afford to start
an intergalactic war

with unknown adversaries.

- But we can't just sit
by and let the aliens

force us into submission.

No one in the Universal
Governing Agency wants that.

- Then we may need to
send a strong message.

I suggest a thermal nuclear warhead.

Tactical, but effective.

It may persuade them to back down.

- It's our only option.

How soon can we launch?

- Within five hours.

- And how long will it take the projectile

to reach it's target?

- Approximately 24 hours, give or take.

- Then let's proceed, with haste.

- I'll make the arrangements.

(keys clicking)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(machine buzzing)

- M38, why are you stopping?

Are you okay?

- The atmosphere on this planetoid

is affecting my circuits.

I will try to push on.

- Do your best M38.

- We don't need him failing right now.

(machine buzzing)

- M38 isn't cut out for
this type of surface.

He may fail and shut down.

(machine beeping)

- I'm ready to proceed.

- Continue.

(suspenseful music)

- Primitives.

(machines beeping)

- Ten, nine, eight, seven, six,

five, four, three, two, one.

(missile launching)

- God help us.

(suspenseful music)

(missile wailing)

(computer beeping)

(suspenseful music)

- What's that noise?

- Take cover by the rocks.

- [M38] It's origin could
possibly be the camp.

It is some sort of scout probe.

A large orb of sorts.

- We need to take that out.

- Won't that tip our hat
to the aliens we are here?

- If it reports back to them,

we have less of a chance.

If we take it out, it buys us more time.

(guns blasting)

(probe blasting)

(gun blasting)

(probe blasting)

(guns blasting)

(probe blasting)

(guns blasting)

(probe blasting)

- Take the finder and stop the aliens.

I wish I could continue on

but I am too damaged.

- We won't forget you, M38.

- And I won't forget all of you.

Good luck, friends.

- Shouldn't we at least bury him?

- We should, but we don't have time.

Let's go.

(slow music)

(suspenseful music)

- One of our surface drones is offline.

Probably interference from the new gravity

it's been exposed to.

All the other drones
are working perfectly.

- Then I see no concern.

(suspenseful music)

- Here we are.

Let's make our way in.

- Where do you think it leads?

- At the very least, the
bowels of the mechanical room,

then we'll head to the command center.

- This heat is dizzying.

Let's get inside, shall we?

(suspenseful music)

- Now we're getting somewhere.

(suspenseful music)

This is a spaceship.

- Could this be part of it's engine?

- Yes, possibly, but whatever it is,

let's make sure it stops working.

Professor, stand back.

Professor?

- He's gone, where did he go?

Lost in the corridor?

- No, the better part of me thinks

his scientific curiosity
got the best of him

and he went his own way
to get as much knowledge

as he could, before we
send these aliens packing.

- He could jeopardize our whole plan.

- He already has.

(guns blasting)

(guns blasting)

(machine exploding)

Let's keep going.

- There was a major
malfunction in the engine room.

Our safety shield is inoperative.

- What happened?

- Sabotage.

Look at the monitor.

So, the humanoids are here.

Send a droid and retrieve him.

Then send some droids to
repair the damage, immediately.

(suspenseful music)

- Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

(suspenseful music)

All right, I surrender, you caught me.

Take me to your leader.

(probe blasting)

(suspenseful music)

- It's okay, I get lost too.

(suspenseful music)

Do you think we caused enough destruction?

- I think we ruined their day,

if that's what you're asking.

We'll torch up some more equipment

before we are finished.

- I hope we find the professor.

- We will, let's keep moving.

(suspenseful music)

- Amazing.

- Tell us, how many are you?

- You needn't contain me.

I come in peace.

- How many?

- Two others.

Commander Gordon and Van.

- They have caused considerable
damage to our ship.

- Please, you don't understand.

You came to our galaxy and attacked us.

We were merely defending ourselves.

Can't we work this out,
species to species?

- We have no desire to combine forces

with a race as backwards as yours.

- Who are you?

- We are the Ganatoids,
from Nebula's star 86277.

We're a scouting expedition.

- Scouting, for what?

- New worlds to conquer and sow to eat.

We will terminate and report
to our brutalitary force

and then they will lead the main assault.

- Our race won't just let you

walk in and take over.

We will fight.

To the last man and woman if necessary.

- You speak with such bravery.

We've destroyed thousands
of worlds more intelligent

and powerful than your species.

- Why?

Why not try to get
along and work together?

- An antiquated philosophy
that only leads to war

amongst individuals.

There can only be one
dominant race in the stars

and that is us.

Thank you for your assistance.

(professor screaming)

- That was the professor.

- This way, come on.

(suspenseful music)

- You.

(guns blasting)

(spaceship exploding)

(guns blasting)

(spaceship exploding)

- That should stop your plan.

- A mere setback.

More will come.

- Not if I have anything to do about it.

(guns blasting)

(spaceship exploding)

- Come on, we need to get out of here.

(alien exploding)

(suspenseful music)

(probe blasting)

- Bastard.

(guns blasting)

(probe exploding)

- Leave without me.

Go on.

- No, no, you're gonna be okay.

I'll get ya out of here.

- Always the optimist.

- Here, get a hold of me.

(suspenseful music)

(computer beeping)

(suspenseful music)

- I don't know what's going on

but the hostiles haven't made any attempt

to take down the warhead.

- Then it won't be long now.

(suspenseful music)

- Let's get out of here.

(computer beeping)

(suspenseful music)

Man, that was a close one.

(spaceship exploding)

(shuttle engine revving)

(alarm sounding)

- Target completely destroyed.

- Let's get a rescue crew launched

and a team to repair the Mars safety net.

(shuttle engine revving)

- You should feel better soon.

We'll treat your wounds properly

when we get to Earth.

- Did you do it?

- Van, we did it.

We did it.

- Then they're destroyed?

- Yes, for now.

- For now?

- Who knows what they
transmitted to their kind.

More may come.

Or their silence may be a stark warning

and their attacks won't go any further.

- Right now, that's good enough for me.

- Man and all his technologies

is still minuscule
compared to an alien race

that is also obsolete.

(shuttle engine revving)

(suspenseful music)

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(upbeat music)

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