I'm always a fan of games where the AI manages to trump me before the minute counter passes its difficulty, and this one was certainly no exception.
Dont get me wrong and take this as a whine post - read it as a 'lol lance, you really screwed up there'..
So here I am, minding my own business, busy being on the brink of extinction, with only one thing on my mind - the prototype design for something our engineers are calling a 'stealth battleship'. Having been given this planet as our only choice for survival, I dont quite think the Ai intended for us to get our hands on something that looked this powerful - an invisible ship that would ruin any pilot's day in an instant.
Well, safe for the moment in my command chair, I gave my intelligence officer a green light on recon gathering missions he has been begging for the last few days. Its only a minor dent in our current economic production after all.
After his order of recon ships was complete, i sent word that I wanted some of these stealthy battleship things ready to go shoot stuff sometime soon. My thinking on the matter - if you cant see it, then it cant lead you back to us as being responsible.....
Safe under our modified forcefield, and a small group of stealth pewpewdevices available, i sent them to a nearby out of the way system to do explody things. Turns out, they make things explode fairly well.. their shakedown cruise went without trouble, their main issue being..
Klaxons suddenly go off around me, the lights dimming with their reddish hue distinctive of combat situations. With my assumptions of relative safety due to cloaky stuff, I neglected there might be a response to the battleship's cruise..
Outside, clearly visible in the viewport, was a small group of the AI's own stealth battleships. Being lax in my defenses, we had literally nothing to combat them.. when all of the sudden, more ships appear. Blade spawners.. armor rotters? Yesh.
With the blade spawners properly ignoring forcefields, and the battleships properly blowing anything up thats blade immune.. and I suppose the armor rotters showing up for the photo op, there wasnt much that could be done. Building engineers was an excersize in futility, with all of my power stations down, no construction yards.. there was nothing to be done it seemed.
I sat back in my chair, while preparing my resignation on my console for the political types to laugh at, if they saw it in time before the stations hull went the way of everything else out there.. dust to dust, ashes to ashes.
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And well.. Eh. Boom, game over at 7:36. Random story probably wasnt required, but I felt like embellishing over the usual "WAHH I GOT ROFLSTOMPED BY THE AI" post..