Field Report from Lieutenant White of the 31st Armour Division:
March 18, 1928

We saw them with our own eyes, creatures that looked like mantises. They were metalic green in colour and their arms were more than 2 meters long that looked like deadly scimitars ready to strike. They moved in an orderly linear fashion and could move faster than our tanks. What's worse, they were taller than us, some were over 7 feet tall.

We fired several rounds from our rifles and it made them stop but they seemed unharmed. They stood motionless like all mantis do when they await their prey. Our tank fired a round which caused them to charge at us, and we let out our own attack firing our guns. Yet in mere seconds, they were infront of us, decapitating my soldiers with their arms and our bullets did nothing. I watched from the tank the massacre. They were too fast to be shot from the tank and too tough to be harmed by bullets.

I could not stand watching from inside the tank. Sweat dripped from my head as the inside felt much warmer than normal. I took out my submachine gun and positioned myself near the portholes of the tank. I fired my gun - striking one mantis on the head. It charged straight towards me trying the crack open the metal shell of the tank with it's sword-like arms. I gazed upon it's metallic eyes - cold and emotionless. My finger once again pushed the trigger letting out the final rounds of my clip yet the monster seemed undazed.

Only six of my men were left as they climbed aboard the tank. Even then, I wasn't sure who was wounded.

The battle ended in defeat in our side as I ordered our retreat...


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I think I should just resubmit this as fiction...