It’s a very long story…

...a star named Alpha Centauri. There they are, flying from the 3rd KS and approaching this very ill-fated star. But while they were flying, the aliens wondered what a mess this was. How did they fall for this trap, and their minds sank into nirvana, where they began to think about the future. And in their heads, even such thoughts arose:
Registered as a candidate
The ananists of the whole country
Became a complete degenerate
You whine and have dreams
Dreams about what was before
Before, you were a sucker
And now you have become a piece of shit
With a shrunken brain.
And these thoughts oppressed them, and it all started with what, with some harmless fecal matter scattered across the vast, dense forest...
Such a turn of events did not suit the leader of the aliens at all; he was disturbed by one thing: how could we, highly developed aliens, fail to win such a terribly bloody war? What awaits us on this star, to which they were approaching, hour by hour, minute by minute, not to mention that...