The captain lined up on the aiming point; everything was going perfectly. The metal beast slipped from the bomb bay and slid earthward toward the island nation’s largest port city.
The skipper turned a hard left; there was a blinding light; the plane shook so that the captain’s teeth rattled as the concussion wave hit.
He was thrown miraculously clear of the plane and found himself spinning through space, being sucked toward a massive black cloud. The cloud opened on top like a burning mouth, lined with a thousand teeth. Mercifully he lost consciousness before they sliced into his body.