We kept firin', but the metallic <expletive> just kept on coming right at us, crawling over their own dead like it were nothing. Then, right when I knew we was about to be killed, right when those <expletive> had us up against the wall, one of those smart <expletive> engineers figured out a way to get the old Munich sonic emitter grid back online and then, BAM!, the damn emitter towers just started chewing up those invading <expletive> like a Visceroid gone rabid. It was a thing of <expletive> beauty...
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