Martin was barely outside when a drone came hovering in his direction. He dove behind a garbage can. The drone stopped in front of the house. Martin took the sword on his back and crept closer to strike. That's when the house was pelted with rockets and turned into a blazing inferno. Never-mind then.
Martin bolted out of the alleyway and ran across the long boulevard. calculating the direction of the rockets martin took a guess at where the louncher was stationed on the flying fortress. He knew which buildings would give him cover. He had to keep moving. And find help.