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Sunday, May 9
21:00

Engaging landed alien craft in Yukon, Canada. By far the largest craft we’ve seen up close.

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Monster of a ship, directly north of transport landing site. Multiple “feet” visible, support structures for landed craft with larger cohesive structure at second and third floor. No doors visible yet.

Contact with one floater almost immediately, taken care of.

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Big orange biped on the perimeter. Now just a puddle. Nice shooting, Ox.

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Central structure between the four ship feet — a square pod holding a large elevator.

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Sturgeon scouting the second level. Four corridors each terminating on another single lift down — must be access to those landing “feet” outside. Doors off the corridors into additional rooms; main elevator continues up to third floor.

This is a lot of angles to cover. Moving the team up.

Ameoba scouting top floor. Lift ends in small chamber with four doors. Great.

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Very little movement. Contact with another two robed floaters on the third floor; one down, the other hiding. Fanning out.

Second floor seems deserted. Various utility rooms — they even have their own disco on this ship. Must be used for long-haul missions.

Checked one foot so far — engine room. Perhaps all of them are.

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Third floor is a hashmark of corridors dividing this level into nine rooms, the lift lobby being the center chamber. A lot of doors to check. A lot of blind corners.

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Some sort of guided missile device on the third floor just came down a corridor, turned a tight corner, and fragged Sparrow. Dammit. Something else they have that we don’t.

Nixed two floaters, both holding great big goddam guns we haven’t seen before. Probably the launchers that just killed Sparrow.

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Three rooms yet to breach, third floor of the craft. If anybody’s home, that’s where they’re hanging their hat.

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Floater out of nowhere, Ox steps on his robe coming around a corner. Jesus. Ox is loaded up with high explosive rounds, can’t take the shot. He backs off while Rhino steps in and opens fire. Floater down.

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Third floor rooms cleared, still some movement at the site. Dammit, did we miss something? Making another sweep, sending a team down to the ground again to make sure there’s not some goddam alien hiding in the woods outside.

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Bingo. Floater skulking around outside. Small team puts him down.

Mission complete.

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Debrief:

Excellent op. Lost Sgt. Sparrow to that guided-missile surprise, but the good news is we’ll probably be able to make use of the launcher itself from what we recovered.

Surprisingly small crew for such a large vehicle. Only ten xenomorphs total, and that’s including one of the great lumbering orange things that I can’t imagine doing much of the flying.

Bringing another one home alive, by luck.

Huge haul of elerium. Nearly as much from this ship as we’ve collected from all previous engagements, the Fiji base included.