Fifty Days of UFO 50: Day 12
The spiraling wreckage of a drone clipped the helicopter's rear rotor, causing it to list directly into the stream of hot plasma. It dipped out of sight for a moment before slamming into the cliff below. Sunshine was beating down into the open convertible, so hot and bright that the explosions barely registered. Ocean air mixed with a distinct ozone tang that the gun emitted whenever it started to lose its charge. Three more drones popped as they made contact with the energy projectiles; even half-strength shots tore through matter and air alike. The arc of the road ahead graciously offered yet another opportunity to feed the beast of a weapon. It was hard to break the habit of using the hand-brake to drift into the turn, but the gun itself was wired into that part of the console in lieu of a handle. Friction and kinetic energy were converted directly into death-dealing plasma. As if giving the driver an excuse to unleash it, even larger swarms of aircraft converged above the speed...