Aliens: Unchartered World“I don't get it, why exactly were we brought along on this piece of shit mission anyhow?” Complained the tech-Marine. Truth was, even if the small bunch of marines hadn't been brought on the mission, Hudson would have been complaining, he just liked to bitch!“Beats me,” came the quipped reply from one of his fellows; a shaven haired woman called Vasquez, she gave a glance to their only, just about, superior officer for an answer.Hicks gave a quick shrug in return. “Following orders,” was the level headed response he gave them both.“Shit,” Hudson cursed again and after his words he spat on the floor.The action earned him a steely glance from the company man they'd been ordered to escort to the planet surface. He was a balding man in his early fifties, what little hair he had remaining clung to the back of his head and over his ears, giving him a very old fashioned look, akin to that of traditional earth dwelling monks from the 15th cen
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