War of the Worlds 2: The Next Wave Page #6

Others are alive

and experiment with them.

- Others?

- Children.

Do children?

Damn! Not bad.

We have to get used to, is synthetic.

- Brandy?

- More or less.

Here the whole process.

- Why?

- There are no resources.

It is difficult to get things on Mars.

Does anyone else get this show?

Positive alpha. Something pulls me.

Copying, Raya, I too.

What the hell?

Seem to us to visit.

I do not recall that on Mars

have images of this site.

If the disease

have they affected the head.

Technically are still on the ship.

The ship is on Mars. This

site is a good experiment.

They created it to recreate

our society.

- How does a mouse cage?

- Exactly.

But we refuse

to run on the wheel.

- They are crazy.

- Are not we on Earth?

I have not been on Earth

for two years.

Two years?

We caught the first invasion.

Soon there were others. I ...

I escaped.

Sissy was the first children.

Do you see what I see?

Do nothing.

Something tells me that only

will have a chance.

When you tell, sir.

- Kill the pain.

- It kills your brain cells.

I understand that it is difficult to assimilate.

Sissy can show you.

No, I do not want to return.

Many bad memories.

George.

Do not believe in that crazy, right?

I have to find out.

This is crazy.

- What else can I do?

- This is as real as I am.

A half recreated? Jaula

mice? Why favor!

Alli. It is the emergency exit.

Nobody ever uses it. Take care.

Go on, boss. I protect you.

Here on Earth to the Mayor

Cramer. Please respond.

We really have nobody in the fleet.

Neither army.

Or militia.

Asi es.

Want emborracharte?

Okay, guys. Resist entering

in the Martian atmosphere.

Alfa here. Do all went?

- Affirmative, Sweet here.

- Copy all here.

- Ok, guys.

- Going back to training.

Now.

Holy Mother of Christ.

Sweet, on the left.

Attempts to reach the ship. No

Check out this battle.

We use the missiles. Sidewall

left. Enter count of three.

Copying, Alfa.

Crap.

Go ahead, advanced. I will.

Concentrate.

I'm close.

Calm, all me.

Seven. Six.

Well, gather the resources

we can and get back to the ship.

Hear what he said, kept alive

to children, Alex should be there.

- It's a suicide.

- Relax, Don liquor.

There are miles of tunnels. We caught

before you get close.

- I take them, but ...

- What's wrong?

During the time they experienced

with Sissy, was a superstar.

He did everything and survived.

Mixtures of several viruses

created a kind of supergripe.

- How not to kill her?

- The killing, but more slowly.

- She hit the?

- Not exactly, I ...

Attacks before they

could distribute them.

- I got infected, but too late.

- So Sissy returned to the ship.

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