BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Mark Parsons' maniacal laughter was heard by all the pilots who maneuvered the planes in his command.
He threw his head backward and laughed like he had just heard the funniest joke in his life.
"Die! Die! Die, all of you!" he screeched at the dead bodies that he was unable to see, his eyes shining with lust for vengeance.
All of them deserved to die.
They were nothing but cannon fodders in this act of revolution that they masterminded.
All should bow to Mark Parsons! Hail the new era! Hail the revolution!!!
After the first grenades exploded, the ground beneath them was covered in a rolling, thick smoke that slowly covered the entire area. Only the screaming sounds of common folk were heard. When they could scream, they were still alive.
More grenades were thus dropped until the place went completely silent.
