Osama has been found and eliminated. But this week proves that the hunt continues.
Those spray-on scents that make you instantly trackable – they don't come off easy. The stealth spy drones – just because you can't see them doesn't mean they've gone away. What the robots see goes straight to the manhunters' eyes, and those eyes do not close.
The commandos' tracking specialists even rang a bell to tell the rest of the world: game on. Nothing will stop us. Not the real-life Autobots. Not 'Cairo' the wonder dog. Not those pesky squirrels infiltrating U.S. bases.
So go get your pirate friends. Jump into your silent choppers. Assemble your mercenary army. Train all you want in your virtual compounds. Fill your boats with explosive dummies. We've got self-aware satellites tracking you from space. We've got underwater Predators ready to go, down below, and an itty-bitty pain provider up above.
Sure, the world is supposed to end on Saturday. But if you do happen to get Left Behind, don't forget to watch your back.
