Three more cops were shot dead, and two took bullets in the legs and hands, before Jesse could continue his flight through the alleyways. When he got to a somewhat lonesome parking lot in front of a closed up grocery store, he saw a man holding a gun. Jesse knew it was a machine gun, but one you would either mount on a nest or machine. Nobody caries these around, but this guy had one on attached to a single arm. That wasn’t the only unique feature about this guy though. His eyes glowed red like lights, and his skin was torn, revealing no blood, but metal bones. 

Jesse had seen this before, or something like this, but now was no time to reminisce. As this machine, which he wouldn’t know was a t-600, aimed the machine gun on Jesse, Jesse dove out of the way, and ran to avoid a stream of bullets.

Then there was more shouting, as police backup had showed looking for Jesse only to run into the t-600. Jesse observed from behind a dumpster as the cops opened fire with handguns and shotguns, making marks on the machine but failing to stop it. It was over before it began. All these cops ate machingun rounds. Then, the t-600 went back to searching for Jesse, or any other humans in the area.