Chicken Invaders 4 Xmas 1.16

I remember the day of the invasion vividly. The memories linger with intensity, akin to the lingering heat of spicy chicken wings.

With no forewarning, they arrived, squawking ominously, their disheveled feathers casting shadows on the sun. These intergalactic chickens sought retribution against humankind for our maltreatment of their terrestrial kin.

My course of action was clear. Abandoning my half-eaten chicken burger, I swiftly entered my cockpit. Guiding my vessel with a grease-smudged fingertip, I calibrated my lasers to "extra crispy," launching into the skies to intercept the avian intruders.

The battle was strenuous. Squawks resonating, feathers soaring in disarray, the scent of scorched poultry permeating the air. Thrice they invaded, each time with more intricate stratagems. Thrice I prevailed, repelling them to their origins and safeguarding humanity's dominion over this realm for another span.

Post their final withdrawal, I made way to Space Burger, reveling in the afterglow of triumph. Taking a moment to exhale, I indulged in a double chicken-burger with a side of crispy chicken wings.

Unbeknownst to me, a paramount odyssey awaited on the horizon...