"Attention all crew. The Facists are now opening fire on multiple other ships. A Facist vessel is currently moving towards the airlock, and Facist fighters are surrounding the station."

Vladimir charged down the hallway, nearing missing the turn to the bridge security airlocks. Quickly making his way through the doors, he stopped his charge with the ThinkDOS Communications computer. 
"AI! What do you mean by that?!"
"The Facists appear to be attempting to board. You filthy capitalists should prepare for a Nuke ops."
"Fuck!"

Turning away from the computer, Vladimir looked to the announcement intercom. Moving over to it, he swiped his ID.

"Alright, everyone," he said, "we will open the airlock door when they come in, throw in a hellmix grenade, and close the door again. Chemists, get on it."

A high pitched tune shuddered throughout the station, followed immediately by a feminine, but robotic voice. "Priority announcement." His voice then filled the intercoms, an exact repeat of what he just said. Several confirmations came over the radio, and he began his trip to Medical.

---

"It's simple. The station doesn't seem to have a hangar, so we'll do some spacewalking. We'll go through the airlock, and shoot everyone we see."

The trooper, clad in armor consisting of mainly white, checked his weapon. The crews of ships never gave much of a fight. The admiral had ordered the ship seized, and so it would be seized.

The shuttle slowly shuddered to a halt, the front ramp opening. Stepping out into space, the squad of troopers floated towards the airlock, painted in red with massive white letters on it saying "AIRLOCK". They closed the distance quickly, grabbing onto the hull of the Exodus. One of them hit the cycle button, and the outer door quickly opened, them marching inside. As the airlock door closed behind the white-clad men, they stacked up, aiming at the interior door. It slowly slid open.

Before they could even fire, something smacked into the helmet of one of the troopers, and the door shut with a slam. One of the men looked down, screaming out.

"GRE---"

He never finished. The grenade exploded, filling the airlock with a strange orange smoke. Smoke that was extremely hot, immediately lighting them on fire. They watched in horror as their bodies twisted and warped, some of them becoming short and fat, some going blind and mute. Another literally turned into a giant lizard. They barely had time to scream on their radio before falling to a pile of ashes, and all that came out was gibberish a la Swedish Chef.

"MEESEEN-A EES DEESOOSER!"