The sky is starting to darken as the two giant robots are joined by a third.
Col Jim stands alone against them in the bell tower.
The robots march slowly forward.
Clomp, clomp, clomp they come.
Relentlessly, clomp, clomp.
Col Jim looks up a the blighters, shoulders his trusty 4 bore Greener gun, squeezes the trigger....
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