"Slurp" as I sipped in the hot coffee, in an office, more like headquarters, military headquarters, I thought to myself.
"Sergeant Chris, we have spotted an Unidentified object" it is the same monotone every day, but different people, are they spiritually dead? I am in deep thought again, but interrupted by the calls of the radar operator.
"Ok, what is the position of the Unidentified obj and where is it going" this seemed to get interesting, in a bad way. The radar op. Showed sent me the coordinates,10 deg S, 77 deg W, 40miles alt. I thought to myself, but the speed it was moving is alarming, Mach 32 and heading... too fast to tell. Well, basically north east. and before I realize, that object is already past Hawaii, obviously heading towards us, Mach 32.... I was straight concerned.
"SIR! THE RADAR IS DOWN!" The radar operator said in an urgent tone through the mic. now what, the people near me are whispering, without radar, we cannot launch the the missile, but... Too late, that figure, strangely not glowing red at Mach 32, is in sight at the edge of the horizon, Hoping the telescope could identify it, I looked in, seeing the figure, a bomber's fuselage, but then the wings, delta shaped, a hypersonic cockpit, but as the thing approached, I see two figures in the cockpit, slightly cartoonish, candy colored skin, ponylike, wait, no, this isn't making sense, MY LITTLE PONY? Really? Wtf, and they are using scifi tech.
"USE INFRARED TAG TO LOCK ON AND LAUNCH THE FASTEST MISSILE" I was panicking, screaming at the top of my voice, but even the generals and higher ranks agree.
"Positive" getting the reply from a general. Several seconds from launch, this devastating event- the attacking object shot blinding cyan beams that made a really loud buzz hurling by the HQ and exploded the missile, which the fragments are hitting our HQ. but worse, it is dropped 3 figures, triangle, and identically to the F-117, but can hover, best guess its anti-gravity, and obviously advanced weapons. We are fucked. Three unauthorized take offs, but I did not stop them, their bravery. One of the F-14 is already firing at one of the three triangular figures, the bullets just ricocheted off of the sleek triangle fig. And the triangle figure turned towards it, fired a plasma ball that tracked and gained on the F-14 that attacked.
"NOOOOOO" I screamed in horror as the plasma ball hit, a fiery ball of flames with countless shards, and to my disgust, and anyone else, there were bloody long sausages, intestines that had broken up, but not yet vaporized, pieces of flesh stained the HQ window with blood, and a slimy windy hemisphere slides down the window, leaving its brain juices stained, plastered on our window.
"THATS FUCKING IT!" I was enraged as the ponylike beings had killed a man who is defending us, I geared myself up.
"Prepare a plane!" I spat.
"Sergeant, let us take care of them." Well that was for being too nice to the Air Force or any soldier, they are going to risk their lives for me. I was disappointed to see more people die, but they just cannot watch me get shot down.
