Johnny Strong got up earlier than usual. The usual was 4 AM and then a couple shots of espresso. Getting his ass out of bed and taking the day by the neck. Choking it out!

But today he had to get up even earlier. New mission. Strong and his team would be the first to be sent up to 

Spacecity

. He didn't know the details yet. All he was told was there was a rebellion happening.

They wouldn't require 

guns

up there. There had not yet been a gun introduced to the space station. Since the enemy didn't have guns... they'd be able to overtake them with riot gear. Batons and tear gas.

Johnny Strong got into his big ass truck and drove to the base. There he'd get more details.

"You're going up into space, son" his boss had told him. Space. He wasn't an astronaut but damn wasn't he going to get to go up to space. He was going to kick some rebel ass.