mpbt8 audrey grains

Half a dozen 20mm anti-aircraft guns slammed into the moist earth, pointed straight down the road. One after another, the six guns fired and thrust a hail of black shrapnel onto the rotten grains, easily tearing through thousands. With a single barrage, their path to the mountain was cleared.

(Magia, Pacem, Bellum Terarrum, Chapter 8)