[ WP ] Your a mid-ranking military officer who managed to kill the monster with conventional weapons JUST before the scientist figures out its weakness

`` You've got to be kidding me, Fritz.'' 
 
 `` I am certainly not, Sergeant. And I would like to remind you, that my name is Dr. Müller.'' 
 
 The two men sat in the hastily set up communications tent. Computers and monitors lay strewn about. Several cases sat open, waiting to be unpacked. Outside the tent, personnel were scrambling around, setting up shelters, moving equipment, and organizing relief efforts. Twelve miles away, smoke rose from the wrecked town of Bergenne. 
 
 Sergeant Vaughn sighed into his hands. One of the techs paused for a moment, before turning back to his work. Dr. Müller sipped at his coffee, looking at Vaughn with a tired expression. `` I just ca n't believe it, doc. I lost three men fighting that thing.'' 
 
 `` I am sorry to hear that. If you encounter another of these creatures, you will be far better off with this knowledge.'' 
 
 Vaughn leaned back in his chair, staring through the tent opening at the smoke rising over the trees. `` I know, but what you're suggesting is incredibly dangerous for my men. And I still do n't quite get how it works.'' 
 
 `` It's fairly simple, actually. These things are made of a material very similar to non-Newtonian fluids. You know what those are, correct?'' 
 
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 Elsewhere in the world, a small squad of soldiers waited apprehensively in the ruins of a diner. In front of them, a black ooze gurgled in the large smoking crater. 
 
 `` Fire in the hole!'' One of them men shouted as he lobbed a grenade into the pit. A few seconds later the explosion launched hundreds of small black shards into the air. The men hunkered down, as the area around them was pattered by these small projectiles. 
 
 In the back of the diner, an injured soldier lay sat propped against the wall. He winced, as the medic removed the dressing. `` Easy there, Jo. The stitches feel a bit loose.'' 
 
 `` Shush, I'm trying to save the Day'' She said with a wry grin. 
 
 `` Fuck off.... Stevens, any news on the air support?'' Captain Day asked. 
 
 `` They're reluctant after the pilot of the last chopper got hurt by those shard things.'' 
 
 Day silently swore under his breath. `` How much ammo are we looking at?'' 
 
 `` We're good on ammo, but low on explosives. Kreig has two AT rockets left. If it decides to pop out of the hole again, we should be fine.'' 
 
 Day sighed. `` Negative, soldier, last time we shot at the thing, our bullets jut bounced off. We're not going to fair much better.'' 
 
 Stevens radio crackled to life again. `` Attention, Echo squad. New information has come up from the Europeans. The labcoats told us that blades will work against these things. Do not fire on them. I repeat use, your knives and bayonets.'' 
 
 `` What the fuck?'' Kreig said, dropping his pack next to him. `` We're supposed to fucking stab this thing.'' 

