Drawn in by the flare that as it fades is replaced by another to keep them focused on a single destination. Lieutenants guide them at ground level, lit up by glowing lights strapped to their armour and torches to guide the way.
There was no way Steve could have survived this. There were thousands of them. Troops with one mission, discipline in their ranks, tasked with killing one man. Mark meant business. It was clear he had taken the drones to a level of organisation Steve didn’t even think was possible. It was no longer a mob of savages and wild beasts, it was becoming an army. He’d spent a lot of time studying them, figuring out how they worked and finding their weaknesses. But now, all of that effort was made redundant in just a few days. Their mode of operation totally