Occupation: Rainfall

You can't leave us here.

You can't leave us.

It's been two years

since their mother ship arrived out of nowhere,

sending thousands of unmanned drones

to reek havoc across every country on the planet.

Billions of us died.

What came next was the real test.

An invasion force, hell-bent on destroying

what was left of humanity.

If it wasn't for a handful of brave men and women,

they would have succeeded.

We were successful in our first counter-assault.

Even gained allies amongst some of the Greys

wanting this war to end.

But now, the alien leaders tighten the noose,

take ground, kill more of our forces.

I fear that the worst is yet to come.

Stop.

Careful what you wish for.

Step inside my office, boys,

And, the girl.

What I'm about to show you

has only been known to a handful of people.

Even less have ever seen this.

Scientists discovered it

embedded in the sea floor in 1966.

They shipped it here.

This is Project Rainfall.

Steady up, boys!

- It's just shrapnel. - Sunray!

Third resistance taking heavy fire!

Secure that wall and get them out!

Third resistance, hang tight.

We're almost there.

Third resistance is in there! We need to get them out!

Second platoon with me. The rest, left flank.

[alien speaking foreign language]

Three squad, this is Sunray.

We are inbound, over.

Get us out of here, now!

Cover! Cover and fire!

Where are you lot going?

Need to cross. Get behind their lines.

They're hitting us hard.

We've held this position for two days.

You want to go across? We'll cover you.

But it's your funeral. Go! Go! Go!

Three squad?

We've lost them, Sunray.

- Third squad's gone. -

All units be advised.

Mission compromised.

Intel is on the move.

Heading western settlement.

We have multiple KIA calling for exfil.

Whisky One, this is Drop Bear Actual.

We've bridged the western settlement.

We are good to go for that intel.

Copy, Drop Bear Actual.

Good work.

You're our last chance.

Your intel about this better be right...

or you'll end up like your mate down there.

Whisky One, this is Drop Bear Actual.

The fox is in the henhouse.

Green light to resistance incursion.

Zorro call sign.

Mission is a go.

Copy, Whisky One. Starting our run.

Go! Go! Go!

Go! Go!

Tigers, break off and engage ground targets.

Fighters, on me.

Let's go!

Taking heavy fire.

Better make this quick, Drop Bear.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Don't stop!

Whisky One, be advised.

first resistance entering target area now.

Watch for friendly fire.

Aah!

[alien speaking foreign language]

Matt!

Whoa!

Eyes on first resistance.

Intel secured. Prisoners freed.

I'll open my last case of Scotch for you, Drop Bear Actual.

- Zorro call sign. -

You blow that fucking settlement back to their stone age.

We've still got friendlies in the area.

That is an order.

Our Greys are still down there.

Drop your payload and get out of there.

Copy, Whisky Actual.

Boom.

Take what you want, use what you take.

- Thank you. - Yeah, I'll have one.

- Thanks. - Thanks.

Take what you want, use what you take.

Okay, move it.

On you go.

Bloody Grey lover.

What a bitch to the cause you are.

Go get 'em, Amelia.

You know what I miss, Amelia?

Chocolate macadamias.

Jesus, they were good.

Straight ahead, through the arch.

Oh, it's a kid. Just a kid.

She was spying on us.

Please, no...

This technology belongs to my kind.

- - You're famous.

- There's a price on your head. - It was just for food.

Please, I'm starving.

You remind me more and more of my ex-wife.

Very maternal.

You look a bit like her too.

Let's go.

He says they have 57.

I wonder how many of them...

Fighters. Fourteen.

Twelve efficient.

The remainder are sick children.

Not bad. She needs to ask about weapons.

No weapons and supplies. We should...

Ask for intel to trade, Amelia.

What? You took too damn long.

Something big is coming.

The Kali.

Kali?

Protectors of the Elders.

He is frightened.

There is talk of Rainfall.

What the hell is Rainfall?

Covert extraction.

Foxtrot, this is Zulu.

We request immediate extraction.

Anything else on Rainfall?

Not yet, but we're on it, ma'am.

Shit. Sorry.

Oh, it's okay. It's just Amelia.

How are you doing?

Sleeping better?

Sometimes.

And sometimes I wake up screaming

from what they did to me.

But you came back for us.

You, Abraham, Matt.

Shit, sorry. It's Matt.

It's okay. It was a long time ago.

No. It's Matt.

Suarez!

Get this to Intel right away.

Matthew, where did you get that?

Western Settlement. Yesterday.

Big guy had it on.

Very angry.

Hi, sis.

How are you doing?

Just tired.

Give it to me.

You wish, Gary.

What is a Gary?

Well, you look like a Gary to me.

And we used to know a Gary, didn't we?

Yeah.

He had a wife, two kids.

Until one of you maggots slaughtered them all.

I did not kill this human.

I also knew a Jackson.