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So for those that are interested, here is my bumpf on

‘The Adventures of Captain Sharde in the 25th and a half Century (for those lovers of Certain Cartoons) Kabooom!’

To say that the Galaxy had gone to the shit house was a bit of an understatement, even shit up to the neck would be better than this. The Fragile Economies of both Human And Alien worlds , had just had held together under the cost of the various border/Trade and which way up you should eat your egg wars that had fractured the galaxy both Human and Alien, what few worlds that hadn’t plunged themselves into years of debt, from the ruinous cost of Mercenaries in wars to stay alive , were unable to survive the extra pressure  sudden and massive Bug Incursions of the early 25th centuries ( as measured by Earth). Whole worlds, civilisations and species pretty much were wiped out by the bugs, not helped by many of the major players in the galaxy using the threat to try and settle old scores ,

The upshot of all this left very little centralise power, what few worlds that were left were down to scattered settlements with enough tech all small enough to evade notice of the remaining bug swarms , pirates etc.

What little was left was only salvaged when various mercenary units banded together to beat of the bugs, but the cost was great, resources that used no one could afford  or now build . and by the end all the great mercenary units were but shadows of themselves , most had slowly been merged and cobbled together ramshackle units of Droptroops, Infantry , Genetic bred warriors and Warrior houses, with various wpns from all over the galaxy with barely a platoon or armour between them.

So Mallet broke up his command, now made up of a Hodge pot of  units, Raumjager, Manglers, East Riding , etc ,  most dropped into obscurity but a few were able to gang together and buy beg or steal a ship to carry on , one such being Captain Richart Sharde , originally  members of Manglers East Riding Constabulary’s Raumsjager , , only he and Corporal Hangman surviving out of his whole original company, other survivors of various commands joined his battered platoon which had been merged with the remains of Manglers Mallots 1st Armoured Battalion, for the final campaigns,, the redoubtable and hulking Sgt Harker the only remaining Genetic Trooper from New Ireland, and Sister Teresa lone survivor of the holy order of the Red Rose, an female warrior order from out of the sector.

Various members of the old Manglers ‘Forlorn Hope’ had attached themselves, and add in a few civilian ‘useful strays’ and the odd Alien .

Stay flying was the plan , and if you could still find tech and kit all the better. Mangler had warned all his survivors the bugs were beat but not down and could return , so if they could, keep hitting the bugs were ever you could.