The crowd outside the United Nations Headquarters witnessed glass bursting outward from the building and raining down on the plaza. Gunfire could be heard.
“The war is still on!” John Cathey cried. “Us or the aliens!”
Enough guards finally decided they were on the side of the humans, not the aliens. They stepped back, allowing the barricades to come down, allowing masses of protesters in. Once the dam broke, there was nothing to stop the flood that followed.