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Chaos erupted in Vatican City. The angry mob tore down the millenary gates, ignoring the gunfire from combat drones.
-Bring out the anti-drone guns, -the leader shouted, as thousands of people fell under the shrapnel. But nothing would stop them.
Drone after drone was shot down by the accurate gunfire. The mob, in an unstoppable frenzy, stormed the hallowed precincts.
Looters smashed and burned everything in their path. Murdered priests lay beside desecrated relics. Nuns were raped without anyone daring to help them.
In the Sistine Chapel, the cradle of Renaissance art, the barbarism was indescribable. Mobs ripped Michelangelo's frescoes from the walls with their furious claws.
Suddenly, a hail of laser projectiles swept across the square. Shock troops in biomechanical armor advanced relentlessly.
-Fire at will on the insurgents,- blared the order from a command drone.
Screams of horror turned to shrieks as bodies were disintegrated. The government offensive had begun.
Within minutes, what was left of the mob lay charred. A deathly silence reigned as the smoke of the massacre dissipated over the charred ruins of the Vatican.
The rebellion had been mercilessly crushed. The new order would no longer tolerate dissent.