The fighting began just before sundown when a black bucket with an unreasonably large pair of green arms appeared on the horizon. Witnesses describe a battered helmet, a solar-panel rucksack and an unmistakable blue glow.
Mosquito infantry immediately abandoned its lunch plans. Two armored vehicles were observed retreating at speed. Their commanders—mosquitoes sitting in open turrets with proboscises long enough to serve as cannon barrels—declined to explain the engineering.
One infantryman fled carrying an RPG built around the same unfortunate anatomical principle.

