You are the noble born Ben Mollkin. A warrior prince. You cannot stand to lay hopeless while your people are ill treated and enslaved. You have decided form a revolt against them. You start working out deals with humans from other countries against the American occupational forces. A enemy of your enemy is a friend to thee.
You are having your people sneak across the border into Uglavaria to train in cell camps with the aid of the flower pod people. You are getting rocket launchers and guns from Cubastan. You are building a proud fighting force and the Americans have no idea....yet.