*outside of the base, a pod shoots down towards the planet, landing with a splash into the snow, and the door kicks open, and a man wearing a suit steps out, a mask strapped to his face, and a fedora perched atop his head. Strapped to his back is some sort of rifle*


???: hmm... time to start the job.

*pulls out a cigarette, sticking it in the mask's mouth, lighting it shortly after*

Better get this over with.

*walks towards the base, pulling the rifle into my hands, and loading the hopper*