"Sorry, Mr. Tank Commander, but all appointments to Mr. Makron have been cancelled due to him having a critical brain surgery. I would like to apologize in his name and assure you that you will be contacted immediately once this issue is resolved. Thank you for calling Stroggos Sinful Services, Inc."

Makron's secretary must be busy today and all of his minions bewildered, because yesterday me and my teammate thrasher managed to successfully "infiltrate" Stroggos' infamous overlord's Inner Chamber and after chasing him to his last resort, a fortified asteroid where we received a very warm greeting, put an end to the misery of a fully automated railgun-shaped brain-transporting device known as Makron.

Me and my partner await further orders from Earth's command and would be honored to welcome another member in our crew, with whom the process will be repeated.

Thank you for your attention!

Congratulations, particularly after the "mine entrance" when you were 7 HP left and thrasher 3 HP left