The walk was a long one. We have gotten used to the sudden flashes of light that seemed to go on around us. We hadn't seen much action in a while. It was about 2 o'clock in the morning but I wasn't tired. The constant thought of a surprise attack was too possible. The sky lit up with enemy fire and the sound was too close. The noise was intense. The light was unbearable even in the dark. One of our men fell and hit the floor with a powerful thud. He was dead and there was no doubt about it. We ran quickly and found shelter in a destroyed home. Nothing in here but a couple of rotting carcasses and skulls littered about everywhere. "Get down! Their gonna bomb this area!" sure enough, the place was suddenly a battlefield.

We started shooting out of the windows. Because of all the cover we had an advantage. Our lieutenant called for an air strike around this area but they said it would take 10 minutes to get here. It was a lot shorter than I had anticipated but these machines could turn things over to their side in a minute! They started pouring through the front door. Jesse was waiting for them. He threw a grenade at them and it instantly tore five of them to pieces and ripped another in half. It was lying on the floor and started shooting at him. He dodged in time and managed to put a couple of holes in that one too. While he was the sentry for the front door it happened.

The surrounding area was completely destroyed and the hundreds of metallic warriors faced their doom in the flames and incoming fire. It gave us just enough time to get as far away from the battle as possible. Our small platoon had just survived another failed attack from the terminators but we still had long ways to go. Once again we were on track to our destination.