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Slicing and evaporation
(Scenes) Let's see...a pelican with a squad of marines and thermite(Aluminium powder, mixed with oxidizing agent. Melts almost anything)is damaged by enemy fire and puts down in a canyon.
The wing roots are ruptured; high octane fuel leaks. Bruised, battered and panicking marines flee the craft, fearing an explosion. They're unlucky enough to meet a gold elite(sword) and his cohorts, who just happened to be camping nearby. The sword elite alone slices the whole marine squad in half, while his minions herd the unfortunate marines into killing positions.
As the gold elite's sword slices a marine in two from top to bottom, a feeble voice is heard. "You haven't finished me yet."
The pilot of the pelican is seen sitting against the pelican, bloody, drenched in octane, breathing heavily, his eyes glittering with pure hatred. He survived the crash and got out of the cockpit during the massacre. The aliens laugh. The gold elite and his minions surround the wrecked craft and its pilot. The gold elite bellows, and a grunt translates the message: "Master says that you talk, or you'll die even more painfully."
The pilot gasps and struggles to sit erect. "Tell...your master...all the information he wants is in this.". He holds out a frag grenade. As the commanding elite approaches, he slowly pulls out the pin.
The elite looks at the grenade for a moment and, turning to the pilot, bellows: "I don't care about trinkets!Speak, infidel!"
The pilot's head is turned skyward, his eyes are closed, his expession one of complete peace and tranquility.
BOOOM. The grenade explodes, setting off the octane, which then sets off the thermite. The pelican, the pilot, and all the aliens evaporate in a blaze of white light.
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(UrsusArctos on 01-02-06 08:14 UTC, permalink)
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