old trees hindering what would have otherwise been a charge forward and a quick ambush.
He reloads again and continues firing rapidly, each shot chosen specifically for a single drones as he makes sure every round counts. He had no idea how many there were with everything around him either glowing red from the flares or obscured in shadow. He tosses another grenade deep into the sea of bodies, then another as the blast rings out and shatters a section of the swarm. With each grenade thrown he continues firing, still picking his targets with precision, still dropping bodies like he was playing a game in an amusement park. Beat the high score, win a teddy.
He looks back to the metal plate advancing towards him where another two flares have been thrown out from,