The High Command used every effort to bolster the people with replacement Monsters.
Nasty stuff... at least to those of us who didn't grow up with it. We grew up with it. We knew what to expect. We we're ready. Maybe it has to do with all the protein we drink each night. Maybe it has to do with going over why we're dumb shits for skipping the simple stuff.
Under the direction of the Board of Engineers, they came up with a plan: aiming for the root cause of the things instead of just lopping off the American Monster.
A way to put an end to people who think that Monsters are something in the back of your mind.
Could this plan work? The answer came: A whole qualified thumbs up.
The sound was getting closer. I looked in the sky -- you can’t see those rockets coming.
The sky is milky blue, the breeze over the Bay gentle. The morning silence is broken.
People die. No government anywhere can prevent that.