You work for a PMC, you have a unusual deployment that's lasted for quite a few months, you've been asked to defend a colony of worker drones.. your a human and don't really understand worker drones, but they have been really nice to you, they have extreme hospitality, and all of them are very talkative with you, curious with your weapons, gear, and other stuff.

Your the captain of your squad, with the rest of your team being worker drones.. its the morning briefing as you go over everything, nothing too special, just security protocol, you walk over to the armory and grab your standard gear, a M4A1SEP, and a M9-E2X Beretta Pistol.

You patrol like normal, but the worse possible thing happens, your vision go blacks as alarms blare, concrete falls from the ceiling as glaring yellow eyes stare down at you, the distinct sound of the people you swore to protect dying.. you see as many of them rush to the shelter.. they don't know your still alive, you must defend the workers at all costs.

N: "I- really don't know if we should be doing this guys..!"

V: "Oh shut up you girl-! They deserve it anyways.."

J: "Gettin the door open!"

You must defend, they are getting the door open-!