"Well, the locals. Quite a time ago, mind you. Of course, we were fighting invasion, and they'd already killed the living descendants of the original owners of the estate." Omega stated. "We held position for quite a time. Though eventually the enemy forced us to regroup.
 But, I kept a bottle or two to remember the fact that in that cramped, waterless wine cellar, with nothing but human ingenuity, 
my unit of six men managed to hold off waves of trained killers and monsters beyond their pay grade. 
We held that line long enough for our main force to liberate the surrounding areas and kick their pasty asses back to orbit."