The buzzing grew into a deafening drone.
Not giving us a chance to react, the flying hornets attacked.
Shadows swarmed across the fractured street as the first wave of flying horrors descended. Their wings beat like sheets of steel slamming together, whipping dust into our faces. The monsters weren't just mutated zombies anymore!
Whether twisted into the shape of hornets or born from actual hornets, I couldn't tell from the stretched bodies and elongated, skeletal ribs, sharp enough to tear steel. Their compound eyes glowed sickly green, and split mandibles dripped with saliva that burned where it landed, hissing on the asphalt.
Taloned limbs lashed out midair, more insect than human, more predator than carrion.
"Contact! Open fire!" a soldier screamed, unloading a burst of rifle fire.
