This game is like taking a stapler to your balls. Sounds like a bad idea, looks like a bad idea, but somehow you just go for it anyway. Then, sure enough, blood goes spraying from your crotch. So you do what any sane person would do. Yank out the staple, get it fixed up, and never look at the stapler again.

Until one of your friends goes, 'hey, you remember that game called staple your balls?' and you suddenly have the urge to go find that stapler again because you're an idiot and you clearly haven't learned a damn thing. So you go dig in your closet and find your stapler. You wipe the blood off it, load it up with the newest, sharpest staples you can find, and just go to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ town!

That's XCOM 2, baby, and we all ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ do it because this game is awesome.