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We examine the glowy thing, it's definitely...glowy...beyond that, no one has the damndest idea what to do with it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4CbGKsjQ09I
There's another one, and another one, and another.
We can't take three of them.
Sir Patrick hefts the wunderwaffe and runs into the glow, deeper into the ship and what we assume is the power generator.
>GO!
Before we can stop him, he tuns toward the glow, the thing beeping in his hand.
Herr S. helpfully adds: "Ve should be leaving..."
We start to run, elsewhere, AR4 fights on.
We run, firing, killing as fast as we can, making as quickly as we can for that muddy parapet, Martians pursue us, Herr S. and the bears take cover.
>Go, we will hold them.
We aren't going to say no, struggling up through the mud, it's clawing at us, slowing us, fire pattering around us, the climb is slow, excruciating.
We fling ourselves up over the parapet, slithering down the other side. The land before us is a sea of flame, the battle still raging.
We run toward it, away from the ship.
Within, Sir Patrick wades through bodies, laughing, "I always wanted to meet alien life! and KILL THEM"
The parapet shields us from most of the force of the blast, but we are knocked flat.