*urgent transmission- I come onto the screen with obviously lethal wounds.* Everybody this is Commander rodriguez GET OFF THE PLANET NOW! That's an order! I repeat, everyone retreat to space. The planet is lost. I've made contact with survivors we have remnants of the RUSSIAN army, swedens special forces and U.S. Marines aboard as well as all the civilians we could rescue. They've turned our own against us! Traitorous marines and russians ambushed us. We just barely got out. Everyone regroup at Luna! We will attempt to rescue more people stuck on the starships in space. Sigma, I hereby authorize you to cleanse this planet and if that doesn't work. JT better blow it to hell.