Predator Stalking Shadows 20

"Take cover!" Dutch yelled. His men needed no further explanation. They scattered in all directions. Even as Dutch was running, whilst at the same time raising his gun to fire into the trees, he glimpsed something slicing down through the air, a flying disc that moved at an unholy speed. He threw himself to one side, his head whipping round to see Angus doing the same. The disc passed through the space where Angus had been
standing a split-second earlier and sliced a chunk out of a tree trunk behind him as though it was made of putty. The disc had to be remote controlled, because after slicing effortlessly through the tree, Dutch saw it halt in midair, then abruptly change direction, spinning around the other side of the tree and swooping down on them
like an eagle. As Dutch flung himself behind a rock close to the edge of the gushing stream, he saw another of his men, Rob Dunkirk, running toward a tree from the base of which several trunks sprouted like the fingers of a giant hand. With deadly purpose, the disc homed in on Dunkirk and sliced his left arm from his body."

"A split-second later the disc swooped back around and cleaved straight through Dunkirk's chest. The ease with which it passed through the man's body was terrifying. Dunkirk didn't even scream as the disc sliced through his body armor and chest as though they were no more substantial than mist, erupting from his back in a burst of blood and internal organs. As the disc, trailing gore, shot back up into the trees like a bird of prey returning to its handler, Dunkirk's legs simply folded beneath him and his body dropped gracelessly to the ground, nothing but a man-shaped bag of meat. Two dead and two injured. Only six of them left now."pg.100-101 chpt.4