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Only minutes later he again assaults my nexus with his newly acquired winged beasts but falls short and he is pwned!


... or is he? + Show Spoiler +

I spawn in the north position in purple, and start off with a 3 marine one vulture expo, my scout gets denied by a bunker, so, no biggie, and all is going well with my 2fac starport play after expo, until, Bam Bam Bahhhhh!,



Whats this?, 2 siege tanks hitting on bunker at my nat? This makes me a sad panda.

Luckily, I have my starport, so I start to research cloak and build a wraith.



The situation at my natural however, isn't going well, tanks are crawly up the bridges threatening my delicate SCV's, 2 tanks siege up way in range of my workers, and my noble SCV's are out for blood, as my the whole mineral line of natural, take fusion cutters in hand and proceeds to dismantle the 2 tanks.





But victory is bitter sweet, as enemy marines rush forward, sprint run forward, pulse rifles cradled in arms, and mercilessly gun down the heroic SCV's.

My natural is left desolate, with command centre unguarded, and refinery exhaling its valuable gas. Marines continue forward attacking my CC, leaving me no choice but to lift off, and find safer territory.



Rather than break the contain with gradual tank creep off the ridge, I opt for 3 port wraith build.



Stupidly, I decide to attack the front, as his turrets do more than enough to kill my first wraith.



After the brief moment of idiocy, I put my wraiths to better use, and operation 3 port wraith comes firmly back online.




Meanwhile, the contain slowly creeps forward, strengthening itself as it does, like a wave of malevolence, slowly consuming the ground in front of it and coming ever closer to base of my ramp.



On the other side of the map however, my wraiths are steadying the morale of my men, as they perform better than anyone's wildest expectations.



However, despite this moment of hapiness the situation looks rather dire, as its only a mater of time before the opposing tyrant runs over my valiant forces with shear weight of numbers.




I put my wraiths to further good use, damaging the economy, but alas cloak can only last so long.




However I needed a plan.



The harass continues, as tank's land from my only dropship at his natural destroying the pitiful number of SCV's there, before being wisked away to his main mineral line to cause more havoc.




The first battalions of my paratroopers take off.



A total of 6 Barrack's land outside my base, stim researched, and range on the way, with production overseen by a benglass.



The masses of armour and cannon in my natural, remains and as brooding as ever.



My CC from natural has found use again at my mineral only, provide the funds required for my daring operation.



2 dropships are prepared along with my third, for the finale of this battle between good and evil.



With production fully under way, the first dropships arrive, and the final pieces fall into place.



(Now music appropriate for this occasion)



Next stop: Victory!





The forces of good triumph over evil once more.