I was about ten minutes into my first session of Helldivers 2: The Board Game when I realized that I'd fucked up.
"They're glorified cockroaches," I thought as I looked over the Terminids scattered across the table in front of me. "And I've got a flamethrower. How hard could it be?" Very, as it turns out. We got a few turns into Helldivers 2: The Board Game and I was suddenly in danger of recreating that Community meme where Donald Glover walks in with pizza to find everything on fire. Space bugs were chowing down on our troops as if they were French fries. The dice gods weren't gracing us with good rolls. Oh, and we hadn't even touched our objective. In fact, we'd barely been able to move before a clutch of very angry insects surrounded us on all sides. I believe the appropriate response here is "whoops" - or something a bit more colorful.
