a black soldier with a long tense beard and a backpack stands on the edge of a rocky cliff, his arms crossed and gazing out at the stunning view. In front of him, a xenomorph stands tall, carrying a small tank filled with mortar and tequila. They both look at each other with a grin on their face as they move confidently forward, determined to defend their land. The sun is setting, casting a warm orange glow over the scene.