I was numb with shock, with the reaction that always comes after combat. My whole unit – Vaince, Carter, Chakrat, deWalt, even nerdy tech Glover – lay in pieces around me. Just like the crew of the Tunguska when we first came here. Just like the Entity.
I prised my fingers off my combat rifle and fumbled the safety. I followed procedure, make sure the thing was dead, whatever it was. My last volley had sprayed enough of it over the flight deck. I tried to think about what to do next.