[ WP ] Flesh eating aliens invade earth with the intent of eradicating all life . However , they die on contact with the foam in ... Nerf guns .

*'' Silently, on me. `` * Five men and a woman dressed in army fatigues rushed from the sleeping quarters, lights flashing yellow and red. Sirens blared as the sharp roars of the foreign creatures bounced through the halls, daring for their prey to expose themselves. The dark corridors were painted in blood, the screams of unwitting victims long dead. Only the smell remained of them. 
 
 They formed three lines of two, all close to one another. They swept the hall directly outside their quarters, and found nothing. Luckily, it was the only hall separating them from the armory. Using their key cards, they were able to get inside and arm themselves with the latest armaments. The older man in front middle spoke up. 
 
 `` They must be deeper in. Judging by the time it took them to get in, I'd say... at least a few dozen. We should clear this place out, we have the firepower to now. Best we change up formation, eh? Sergeant Baker, take flank. The rest of us will be in single file. I'll take point. Be ready.'' 
 
 The squad reformed, slowly advancing down the ruined halls of their old base. No words were spoken. Some would shudder as the bloodied rooms of friends were passed on the way. They'd seen this before. When the battle was presumed won, the creatures would take their food to the innermost room of the building to feast. They were n't expecting six of the best planet Earth had to offer. 
 
 Their slow movement came to a halt as they reached the command center. At least three dozen of them covered the floors, feasting on the fallen solders. The remaining solders looked to each other and nodded. The time had come. 
 
 They rushed out from the broken door, the soft thumping and surprisingly fart like noise of the rapid fire Nerf™ heavy machine gun filling the room. The grotesque creatures squealed in agony as the foam tipped death sticks decimated their companions. The survivors cheered triumphantly as the last of their foes fell to the limp foam darts, only few escaping the Nerftastic™ slaughter. The leader looked to his peers with a solemn look. 
 
 `` You know what must be done. Let's get started.'' The survivors groaned. 
 
 As they waited for reinforcements to recover the base, the squad began the arduous task of recollecting their ammunition from the corpses of their enemies.
