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The camera flew over a forest that soon began to tremble at the advance of a stampede of monstrous beings. Large, round and red, with huge mouths full of razor-sharp fangs. The upper part of their spherical bodies was covered with golden helmets with T-shaped visors. And as you should already know, since you must have read the title, they are none other than the always terrible, always ferocious and always hungry...
Attack of the Killer Tomatoes!
Attack of the Killer Tomatoes!
A red tide full of teeth advanced among the trees, bouncing relentlessly. Some trunks were knocked down as a larger specimen passed by. Large clouds of dust rose before that march and the animals of the forest fled in terror.
From Gangreen's lab come forth each week
The ripe red monsters of which we speak
Except when he has a security leak!
You could see how they made their way through tomatoes mounted on individual tanks that began to aim their cannons at what stood before them. In the sky, planes flew with a tomato in the controls and another in the weapon controls. These consisted of two ketchup bottles located on the sides of the vehicles.
Tomatoes, Tomatoes!
Seen from above, the forest was revealed to be plagued by an army not of hundreds, but of thousands of these red terrors.
Oh, isn't it pityticing
Tomatoes eating the city
At the forefront of the advance were the commanders of this monstrous army. Beefstake, Ketchup, Tomacho, Mummato, Fang and Zoltan. The doubly mutated tomatoes led the attack, determined to finish off their enemies once and for all.
Can no-one stop these mutant fruits
And at the top of a hill, ready to receive the onslaught, the last hope of humanity. The last line of defense in that final offensive. Soldiers barricaded behind their barricades, arms in hand and taking their positions before the imminent attack. Including some Vikings, a pair of ninjas, half a dozen Canadian mounted guards and a cowboy.
Where will we find our brave recruits?
At the forefront of this last act of resistance was the Killer Tomatoes Taskforce. Sam "The Sham" Smith, Floyd Bridgework and Mary Jo Nagamininashy.
Can Wilbur ever get rid of that dumb parachute?
And finally a parachute dragged along the ground, marching faithfully behind Wilbur Finletter. The grizzled veteran stepped forward to contemplate the enemy that would soon be upon them. He took a deep breath, puffed out his chest and spoke with a voice full of determination that resonated above the chaos that was to come.
"The day has arrived, gentlemen... And lady" he added, looking at Mary Jo. "Today we will make our last stand against the red threat and reclaim the land. For humanity. For a world free from the threat of tomatoes. For the future of our children and those to come..."
He raised his sword in the air and with a quick movement pointed it towards the horde of tomatoes. His gaze fixed on the monstrous figure of Zoltan leading that red tide.
"Charge!"