Its 6 o' clock. Almost daylight. The endless array of skulls and metal all mixed in some strange pathway. The day was incredibly uneventful. Although it was a sudden change in condition, the sun didn't shine. Always on our feet, we must have walked a few miles before we saw wreckage. Inside we saw a downed pilot. He was shooting at some terminators when they suddenly retreated. We came up close and we saw that his leg was completely messed up. We were a bit shocked that some of the terminators where fighting during daylight. We stayed back but one of our soldiers wanted to help. "No! Stay back!" the horrible explosion instantly killed the pilot and the soldier was ripped to pieces.

"They planted him with a grenade!" shouted Jesse. "Thanks for stating the obvious" I quickly responded. No one gave it much thought and one of them vomited. 9 o' clock. We are nearing our destination. Heavily guarded and almost impossible to breach. Almost being the keyword. We planted the explosives on the weakest wall we knew. It was being repaired because of a previous attack. Not of those things were able to see us because of how the wall was positioned. BOOM! The explosion was a grand one. The wrecked wall and the black smoke rising above it. Suddenly, it started raining chunks of metal. I'm pretty sure they know we are in. we quickly ran through the giant factory complex. The sound of our gunfire and the sound of the enemies were all too familiar. The terminators dropped as our bullets pierced the hard exoskeleton. Wrecked T-800 were scattered all over the floor. "Dammit! Were surrounded!" Exclaimed Jesse. He quickly setup all of the explosives on the Cyberdyne system computer.

The end for these machines was near. I could feel it. I switched to a heavier gun. The light machine gun I was using had run out of ammo. This gun was able to tear holes in the terminators the size of basketballs. We rushed out of there as quickly as we could. The lighter armed personnel of our soldiers dropped as the bullets quickly tore their chests apart splattering blood everywhere. The smell of burnt flesh was overwhelming. We got out and Jesse detonated all of the explosives. The whole complex went up in a blast that could have been mistaken for a nuclear blast. We all survived and Cyberdyne was dead. Now, the rest of the resistance can finish off what is left. I'm done fighting.