In a galaxy far away and close, there lies a city on the Nebula Cluster. Besieged by the asteroid and meteor debris, the poor citizens depend on you. (In retrospect, they definitely could have built the city in a different location with all that future technology. However, I reckon the city planner has some splainin to do. I suppose these things happen though. You build your city in a dangerous location plagued by meteors. You only build three turrets to protect your city. Politics. I tell ya.)
O Great Strategist and master of the three glorious turrets, may you protect the city. May you protect the people. They believe in you as we all depend on you. Good luck and happy hunting.