Boss: What do you mean irradiate the planet?
Guy: Council orders. This infestation constitutes a galactic threat, and we’re to contain it. If you want to live, you’d better get off the surface.
Boss: Why do you have to destroy the planet to contain it?
Guy: These are military grade nanites. They’re impervious to conventional anti-nanite protocols.
Boss: How much is it worth to you to know how to kill them?