Chapter 23
Shortcut and Brielle dove for cover as androids swung through the broken windows on ropes. They landed with the grace of cats and fired into the crowd. They wore blue military uniforms and berets, their boots filling the atrium with a cacophonous sound of metal stomps and crushed glass. The air clouded with helixes of white, stinging smoke that rose from their guns at each shot, and the scars along the sides of their faces where their black boxes had been removed glinted in the smoky light—ugly chasms of steel on smooth skin. Their eyes glowed red, and they performed every action with intense concentration, as if the invasion was mapped out in their programming.
Everyone in the atrium screamed and scattered as the androids mowed them down.
UEA androids in the crowd fired back
