TOTAL DOMINATION

Commanders,
  This morning we began receiving distress signals from tech teams operating around active Infected Sites across the wasteland. They've been overrun. Some of these idiots have gotten themselves taken prisoner, while the others are holed up in fallback positions awaiting immediate evac. Looks like we’ve gotta go in after them

Commanders, We're pleased to announce the launch of some much anticipated major additions to the game.

GLOBAL MISSIONS

We have lone wolves and clans - but now it’s time to see what you highly-trained killing machines can accomplish together. Commanders can now choose to assist in completing global objectives. These missions will change in complexity over time as command determines new strategic goals. Your first objective is to save my third point of contact certain death. Your reward: me not dying, and a hearty handshake. I take this one personally, commanders, so while participation is optional - I would appreciate you getting on it.

Those are the nuts and bolts, Commanders. We’ll have more information to follow.

Good Luck!

-Gen. Trevor “Tornado” Winters
STRATCOMM

Commanders,

The pride of the Imperial Navy, the “Leviathan” Class Imperial Flagships are the first of our new line of Fleet Battle Group units. Awe-inspiring as they are terrifying, Flagships now constitute the single most powerful offensive units in Wasteland history. When deployed with up to 20 offensive air support, their effective firepower and survivability increase dramatically. As the offensive core of any Fleet Battle Group, they are the ultimate symbol of complete air dominance.

Report to the Black Market to requisition yours today!

Commanders,
Once again we’re rolling out shiny new toys to give your Sector that special extra something. So what do you get the commander who has everything? Giant transforming robots, unexploded nuclear ordinance, and other whizz-bang gizmos from our R&D department! Remember - highly enriched fissile material has a high rate of decay - so come get'em while they're hot…

Construct the buildings easily using the new search function and filter them by availability!

Commander, Looks like we've kicked up one hell of a hornets nest. I wish I could say I'm shocked, but this just about figures. They were bad enough when they were dumb, but more ugly than dangerous - now they're under the control of a schizophrenic calculator with a god complex. I told those damn bean-counters she was an industrial strength bad idea. \n\n Those of you who aren't ready to hand the planet over to mutant hermit crabs, listen up.

We have a way to turn this around. The eggheads have found a way to synthesize a sister bioassembler Antigen to the HADES strain Morgana's cooked up. We will see their horde of sinister mutant freaks, and raise them one horde of Antimutant freaks with guns! You and your Clanmates will become stronger, freakier, slightly cheaper, and maybe grow a tentacle or two.

The good news: to synthesize the Antigen, you and your men get to kill Mutants and harvest their nasty Mutant-blood.

More good news: since we're in the Emitters, and they're trying to attack them, they come to us! Just pick a good seat and mow 'em down as wave after wave of them come and try and kill you. You are not authorized to die, I cannot stress that enough.

Creating your own army of horrible Antimutant frea— er, patriots, is easy. Send the brave volunteer units to one of your Clan's Emitters and open the A-Mutation window. Select the number of troops you wish to irreversibly disfig— er, improve, and press "A-Mutate". The number of test subjects you can A-mutate at a time depends on the amount of the Antigen you've collected in your Emitter. You can review the Emitter's "A-Mutation" records from the "A-Mutation History" window in the Emitter interface.

To create Antimutants from various different kinds of units, upgrade the Emitter. Level 2 unlocks Infantry, level 3 unlocks Armored Corps, level 4 - Artillery, level 5 - Air Forces. The higher the Emitter's level - the more Mutants it will attract. Which means more Mutant corpses. And more Antigen to make your own forces. Get the idea?

Clan leaders can ration out Antigen to Emitters as they deem fit, although some Antigen will be lost depending on the Emitters respective levels and distance from each other. You gotta break a few eggs to make an omelet, son.

I know things look grim. But hell, you spent your whole life in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. Another Apocalypse should be a cakewalk. Get your Clan forces together and try and see this as another growth opportunity.

Death, Glory, Victory.

Winters Out.

General Trevor "Tornado" Winters, STRATCOM

Commander, know you know your history, but as a Commander it never hurts to reflect upon what you're fighting for...

the First Era of the Old World Empire humanity was just beginning to spread its dominion off the homeworld. The work was slow and hard – geo-engineering and Terraforming technology were in their infancy. Nanoassemblers were costly and slow, and early attempts on Europa and Io had failed due to their inability to adapt to changing environmental conditions. Then a breakthrough: Bioassembler organisms. Living nanomachines that could evolve, adapt, and reproduce – manipulating the very soil and air of alien worlds, and creating the organic chemical precursors to Terran life. They promised to open up hundreds of new worlds for humanity in only a handful of generations. Then something went wrong.

The HDS-2 bioassembler organism, now known as 'Hades', escaped containment and began Terraforming the Earth itself. It hit us hard and fast. Populations were decimated, broken down as raw material for the assemblers. Huge patches of a strange new radioactive Crystal marked the path of the 'Hades' organism, along with deformed plant and animal life that had been twisted into new alien forms. One by one, entire continents fell.

It was only a matter of time before there would be nowhere left for humanity to hide. In desperation, the Empire pulled all available productive capacity and resources into one last hope – the Eden Project. A network of Emitter Arrays that could trigger the release of a coded protein within the HDS-2 organisms, causing them to cease reproduction.

Phase Two would release redesigned bioassemblers that could repair the damage done and recreate the Earth as a paradise. The Emperor was forced with a terrible choice: there wasn't time to build the network on a Global Scale before Hades swept the Earth of human life. Most must be sacrificed so that the species would continue.

All continents but one were abandoned and quarantined in an effort to save one last bastion of humanity. Citizens were drafted into forced labor, and resources and food were rationed to allow construction of the Emitters to continue. Billions died. The provincial military forces, abandoned with their civilian population by the central Imperial Authority, seceded and scrabbled for control of their abandoned territories. By the time the Emitters were completed, there wasn't much left to save. The civil war started in the Capital with a single riot. Two months later, the bombs fell. The Emitters had been only 42 days away from activation...

This is why we fight, Commander. It is up to you and your brothers-in-arms to reclaim the Imperial Legacy and fight to be the saviors of your world and leaders of the new order. He who controls the Emitters holds humanity's future in their hands.

So, now that you're all good and motivated, remember: teamwork is the name of the game! To activate the 'Eden' system your Clan must capture, hold, upgrade, AND power all Emitters on the Map. If you succeed, you will decide where new clean new rivers flow and fertile farmland appears – or which regions are doomed to remain scorched and poisoned.

It won't be easy. The Emitters themselves are occupied by deadly Mutants – not to mention rival Clans.

Oh, and then there are the Stalkers. Warriors descended from the civilians who survived the war, they've taken advantage of the Emitters as shelters from which to launch their raiding parties. They're capable and resourceful fighters... and won't go without a fight.

You've been training for this your whole life, Commander. I trust you won't fail now.

The Praetorian Guard are warrior elite who have sworn a blood oath directly to you and their officers. Their armor rating: classified. Their methods: spoken of only in vague whispers. An Officer of the Praetorian Guard must have no living family and undergo a full brain probe to affirm his complete loyalty. The process permanently destroys the ventromedial prefrontal cortex; eliminating feelings of empathy, shame, compassion and guilt.