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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.

- This is Commander Jerry Gordon

to Argo base, do you read?

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.

- 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.

- I've never seen anything like that before.

- I wonder where it came from.

- 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.

- 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.

- 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.

- Why do I get the feeling,

there's something bigger at play here?

- We are returning back to Argo base.

Mission accomplished.

- 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.

- 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?

- 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.

- Hey, how ya doing?

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

- 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.

- 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.

- 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.

What do you hope to find?

- I don't know, M38.

Maybe it's nothing.

- Still gives me the chills.

- 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.

- Just as I suspected.

This substance comes from another world.

But where?

And who created it?

- It's not too much farther.

- Lead the way.

- Here we are.

- Looks like the last two miles we just walked.

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

- 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.

- What is it?

- An unknown planetoid has entered our solar system

and is heading towards Mars.

- We're on our way.

Van, we have to go.

- What's going on?

- Emergency.

An orb shaped planetoid has just entered the solar system

and is heading towards Mars.

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

We have reports of a strange object

moving towards the safety zone.

Your communication is...

- We are being jammed.

- Slow down, I can't keep up.

- We have to hurry.

- What's that?

- Impact cloud, take cover.

- We are completely cut off from Earth.

- M38, we're safe and we're heading back.

The storm has slowed down.

- Roger that, Commander.

- 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.

- 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.

- 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?

- 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.

- 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.

- 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.

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.

- 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.

- We've lost contact with emuloid four

on the lower space.

They must have perished.

Signal to receive shortly.

Put it on the monitor.

No activity noted on the outside.

Move the drone inside.

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.

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.

- Atmosphere, synthetically made, but breathable.

- 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?

- 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?

- 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.

- 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.

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

He may fail and shut down.

- I'm ready to proceed.

- Continue.

- Primitives.

- Ten, nine, eight, seven, six,

five, four, three, two, one.

- God help us.

- What's that noise?

- Take cover by the rocks.

- 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.

- 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.

- 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.

- 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?

- Now we're getting somewhere.

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.

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.

- Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

All right, I surrender, you caught me.

Take me to your leader.

- It's okay, I get lost too.

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.

- 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.

- That was the professor.

- This way, come on.

- You.

- That should stop your plan.

- A mere setback.

More will come.

- Not if I have anything to do about it.

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

- Bastard.

- 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.

- 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.

- Let's get out of here.

Man, that was a close one.

- Target completely destroyed.

- Let's get a rescue crew launched

and a team to repair the Mars safety net.

- 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.