Ali and his Team set their weapons to kill and headed for the headquarters building. The blow guns had been dropped. They had done their job well. City 37’s takeover was going well. As Ali burst into the building, all the Aliens within either surrendered or looked stunned.
Good idea. “Stun,” yelled Ali as he changed the weapon’s setting. Within less than two minutes, all the Aliens were out cold and no further risk for a while.
As in all four cities the attack began openly with the adults pouring into the streets firing at any target. The Cats were ahead of them, using teeth and claws, inflicting nasty and often fatal injuries. The hidden snipers stopped firing as they had been told. This was to avoid detection and keep them safe and to prevent friendly fire. But Tasha didn’t see the point. It didn’t matter if she was seen and she knew she was dying. She was a little dizzy and her eyesight was blurring. She felt a floaty feeling creeping through her body. She continued to fire but changed to the red balls. She remembered to ‘identify your target’ as Mathew had taught them but she was struggling to concentrate. She smiled sleepily and got two before she died. It was quick, due to the massive dose she had had.