[ WP ] Humans are winning a war against an `` evil '' alien empire who instigated the war , and we 're closing in on their home planet with massive force . Write things from an alien civilians perspective .

Overhead, the alien ships loomed in the sky. Massive, strange looking ships. Long, with antennae extending from their fronts, engines visible to the rear. Markings adorned their sides, and massive turrets were seen even from so far away. They must have been three or four kilometers long. Out of openings on their sides, a thousand little black specks streamed. 
 
 I can hear the fighters and bombers approaching. I had been told of human weaponry and mechanics. So defiant, they were, at our attempts at subjugation, that they, in a matter of months, managed to reverse engineer all they took from the four strike ships dispatched to their little world. The result was gear that resembled their pre-first contact technology, only that much more lethal. This is a thought that terrifies me. 
 
 It took us 500 years from the first flyercraft to leave our atmosphere. Intelligence says they managed the same feat in a tenth of that time, though many believe that to be human propaganda. I do not believe it beneath their pitiful forms that they would be dishonest about such things. 
 
 In the distance, I can see the centrehome erupt in flames as our first waves of resistance are met with crude projectile, laser and plasma fire. Above me screech the sonic booms of human flyercraft- not space capable, but hastily brought from their homeworld to fulfill the duties they once carried out amongst themselves. 
 In the clear skies of Zurya district, I see three large versions of these flyercraft. Papers begin raining down around me as the large, black shadows- almost like wings without a body- crawl silently across the sky. With my lower right arm, I lift one the papers. Written almost perfectly in our native tongue, it has a long warning: 
 
 `` The nations of Earth and humanity ask that you please heed the warnings of this paper. 
 
 In twelve hours ( 21:45 local time ) we will detonate several large fusion bombs over this area, in the multi-megaton range. Your air defenses are crippled and will not be able to retaliate. We urge you to evacuate your centrehomes and retreat to the open, undeveloped areas. We will provide aid and meet any Car'tan with support and relief. Your minimum safe distance is 82 kilometers away from your centrehome. 
 
 Military forces, we urge you to avoid this fate and deliver a formal surrender on any broadcast frequency ( digital, analog and quantum will all be monitored ). Otherwise, we will proceed.'' 
 
 A bright flare of light and the telltale convection cloud of a large scale explosive brightens the sky to the south. I do not wish to die this way. I do not think my genekin wish to, as well. I believe we shall evacuate. 
 
 Our fate lies in the hands of primitives.
