"Drone has got them at a motel on main."
The command center of the Weyland Yutani security team was located in a converted motorhome parked in the shadow of a billboard.
"Should we engage?"
The drone was hovering about 200 feet above the school bus when something struck the main rotor.
The drone dropped like a stone.
"Drone down!"
There came a frantic typing as the operator tried in vain to get the drone back up.
"Can't resume, too heavily damaged."
The drone's camera feed showed it had crashed in the street and someone was walking up to it.
"It's a kid…"
The drone's feed went black as a gunshot maxed out the speakers.
Neil lowered his revolver and went up to the stopped drone, he'd taken it out with only 2 shots.
He produced a vial from his coat and dumped the contents over the machine.
There came fire as the drone's battery erupted and the acid ate through its structure.
Neil walked back to where Gwen had her own gun out and was scanning the skies.
"I doubt they'll send another."
He reassured her and palmed the revolver off to Max.