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The eyes of the Drone Operator flick in wordless dread and anguish at the two whirring drones, hovering to bear his alert message to nearby armed guard checkpoints - yet his features quail in abject wretchedness as the Drone Operator realises his alert will only arrive far too late to save him from his own impending doom...
-Wait...! Don't shoot! I don't know who you are - but... just hear me out! If you let me live, I'll - I'll tell you...
The flat and deadened slap of two more suppressed shots from your handgun chops the Drone Operator down, as he falls and plummets unceremoniously face-first from the roof, sprawled haphazardly amongst the idling robot gundogs. The autonomous gaze of their thermal monocular vision falls upon his corpse, in an apparent utterly unfeigned air of machine disinterest.