People were taught that colonizing Mars was impossible, without the right technology. But the truth is we have the technology, but not the right bodies to sustain ourselves on Mars.
50 years ago, when anthros were known in small numbers, many nations created black budgets towards construction of habitation structures, as Mars was colonized already by using convicted engineers who died on mars sealing the secrets of government involvement.
25 years ago, Anthros were known throughout Earth with the population rising quickly throwing the world econmy into disarray, racsial discrimination followed suit and from peaceful protest to a full-blown World War between the Anthros & humans
25 years later, Humanities armies have been crushed as the Furs push the remaining humans to the brink, soon any last semblance of a working human goverment will be dead, their Last Army in chaos and Humanities historical reign on earth be undone... Forever.
5 years after the war, The Anthro-Human War was officially declared over, broadcasted towards every corner of the world as Furs leaders gather at the former united nations Head Quatars and sign the peace treaty, only no human was presented to sign it in their stead, a few years later the present...
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Galle Crator, Mars
18:42pm, 53 Sols
The red sandstorms shrouded the endless deserts of this dead red world, beckoning nothing but eternal silemce save for the thrashing of the storm and the shivering cold that would freeze anything to ice dead.
amidst the endless dune seas were odd metal like structures, cabled with satellite dishs built into the ground leaving no trace of shadow.
Metal domes were scattered throughout the dunes, surrounding these behemoth structures were facilities and refineries connected by pipes as wind turbines and solar panels were scattered like farmfields and werr connected to cable power lines feeding into the power storage plants in the mountains
these structures present on the surface were colored red as the planets itself, some by the natural sandstorms. a lone figure stood atop a sandy hill overlooking the enitre region filled with cities
over the harrowing sandstorms fading into the distance, the person in a chili and tortilla spacesuit with faint white straps, bended down and grasped the red sands as it spilt down disappearing into the wind
"Sector-5, report Dox" the radio chimed into the suita coms
"Sector-5 copies, all building requiring maintenance have been repaired" Dox nonchantedly replies not bothing to chat as the sands dessipated
"all units are to report back to base, for the chancellors inaugeration ceremony in 1500"
"Sector-5 copies..." Dox flicks any remaining dust off his hands, picking up his sleek rifle slouched besides a white container backpack before walking down to a couple of soldiers near a rover truck "Lets move out!!"
the soldiers present were in the same BDUs (battle dressed uniform) as him, gathered up before mounting the truck like rover
when all were present in the rover and the electronics turned green as the hatch closed, oxygen poured in before they took their helmets off revealing white haired humans with amethyst eye colors
During the 'Great Struggle' many unorthodoxed experiments took place, since the suns radiation was too intense for the human body to adapt and Mars pressure would rupture the organs. many succumbed to the radiation and death, but not without achieving their goal.
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