drones all turn at once towards her and the real battle begins. Steve grinds through the drones at the rear of the horde, thinning the ranks with the excessively loud and powerful machine gun. There was no need to aim with any sort of precision, this weapon was designed for crowd control.
Dylan screams at Steve: WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!
But Steve ignores him and continues firing. The boy hunches down and presses his hands over his ears while squeezing his eyes shut. The sound of the gunfire, Belle and the screaming hordes and the rain were all too much for his young mind to take in all at once. As Steve replaces the depleted ammo belt he looks down to the various crates and rounds sprayed across the ground below.