The dry humid air left a bitter taste in Viper's mouth as he prowled the streets during his routine rounds, checking for any signs of alien life. His orders were brief and clear: shoot anything suspicious. Viper gave a weak smile at the thought, remembering that the orders used to be shoot anything that wasn't human. However, it was now clear that no one could be trusted. Upon reaching the balcony of an abandoned apartment building he unpacked his sniper rifle and set up. It wasn't long until everything was ready and he was prepared to assassinate anything within his scope of range.