Intercepted Timecode (Earth) UTC: 2027-09-06 12:42:18
Saira Ahstar, primary fleet commander reporting. The preparations are almost complete. Hundreds of instars have passed since our last comms, may the One find you in highest harmony. This is a wretched world, covered with a caustic atmosphere and highly reactive monoxides. First testing using captured acolytes resulted in combustive decomposition, almost immediately.
The troops are ready to sacrifice forelimbs and spawnlings should there be need. I am most proud of our accomplishments, may the One be blessed. Every landing transport has been torn apart and refactored. Extra linings to prevent the cursed atmosphere corroding the seals. I have never seen anything like this world, large oceans of acids surrounding twisted landmass.
I have no imaginings how these natives live in such conditions. Our scouts even reported them BATHING in the great expanse of dihydrogen monoxides. A substance that would reduce us to ashes in seconds! Unthinkable. I can not wait to reform this world into our image, may the One guide our hand.
We continue with the planning, embarkation to commence shortly.
Intercepted Timecode (Earth) UTC: 2027-09-07 1:59:39
Commander Ahstar reporting, may the horde be blessed.
Primary deployments across this cursed planet have proceeded on schedule. Engagement is light. Our atmosphere suits have been modified to expel any acids, but given the saturation we can only conduct short raids until our seals begin to fail. Troops are rotating in shifts, taking out smaller settlements before building camps for the assault on the denser populations.
My right glove had a defect, I must disgracefully relate the loss of a forelimb, may the One forgive me, it was not in combat. The seal punctured and painfully was reduced to ash. Interior barriers severed the limb. I am most distressed. This is not the only tragedy. The great spawnling Mmal Elyl, may the brood be blessed, fell into a pool of acid! These savages keep them near their dwellings!
There are no remains, I have taken his medals and helmet for memorial. We will persevere, may the One guide us.
Intercepted Timecode (Earth) UTC: 2027-09-14 13:09:12
Disgraced as I am, I must report. May the One forgive my lapse in command. We secured the outskirts and were making assault on the centers, when our main battalions encountered heavy resistance. The natives have ACID guns, that they use while soaking themselves! This is unprecedented.
Query of support control indicates invasion force in terminal decline. I lost fifty under my direct command, after a brutal attack by natives using flexible membranes holding concentrated monoxides. Ashed my second commander right in front of my forelimb! We retreated, calling for transport.
The expansion will have to wait, we have no means to secure the planet. Suggest we consider another candidate, this acid world is too much of a cost to bear. Oh the spawnlings that have been lost, my great laments. Creatures using acid like spawnlings devouring their first carcass.
May "water" ash them all, the savages.
