OLS Report (OLSR)
OLSRs are a collection of notes, radio transmissions, videos, and eyewitness accounts collected by the Resistance that document the ongoing invasion of earth. OLS Central Command is compiling as much data as it can, hoping to keep track of Korr activity and perhaps discover new weaknesses to exploit. A number of OLSRs are scattered throughout the text of this book, designed to give players better insight into the ongoing invasion.
Sample OLSR:
The Invasion
We gave ‘em hell. Their enormous motherships dropped wave after wave of invaders--living war machines that were no match for earth’s superior firepower. Our fighter jets and attack choppers blasted their flyers out of the sky. Our tanks and artillery tore through the rubbery flesh of the lumbering juggernauts. Our small arms shattered the carapaces of the scrabbling crabs. It was the worst attack on U.S. soil and we defended our homeland with pride, certain that despite the horrors before us we would prevail. But in spite of their losses, still they kept coming.
That was back when we could coordinate our efforts. When the supply lines were up and running and before the comm systems started going down. Before the tanks stopped moving, the planes stayed grounded, and the chatter of the guns slowly went silent.
If they would have waited a month, maybe even a week before launching their assault we never could have put up such a fight. Maybe someone was watching out for us after all. We’re still alive, still fighting. That’s all anyone can ask for now.
OLSRs are a collection of notes, radio transmissions, videos, and eyewitness accounts collected by the Resistance that document the ongoing invasion of earth. OLS Central Command is compiling as much data as it can, hoping to keep track of Korr activity and perhaps discover new weaknesses to exploit. A number of OLSRs are scattered throughout the text of this book, designed to give players better insight into the ongoing invasion.
Sample OLSR:
The Invasion
We gave ‘em hell. Their enormous motherships dropped wave after wave of invaders--living war machines that were no match for earth’s superior firepower. Our fighter jets and attack choppers blasted their flyers out of the sky. Our tanks and artillery tore through the rubbery flesh of the lumbering juggernauts. Our small arms shattered the carapaces of the scrabbling crabs. It was the worst attack on U.S. soil and we defended our homeland with pride, certain that despite the horrors before us we would prevail. But in spite of their losses, still they kept coming.
That was back when we could coordinate our efforts. When the supply lines were up and running and before the comm systems started going down. Before the tanks stopped moving, the planes stayed grounded, and the chatter of the guns slowly went silent.
If they would have waited a month, maybe even a week before launching their assault we never could have put up such a fight. Maybe someone was watching out for us after all. We’re still alive, still fighting. That’s all anyone can ask for now.
---Captain James Dawfrey, OLS Cell GL5-664L
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