Bubble Wrap Assault

A sheet of clear bubble wrap was lying flat on the balcony tiles! Irresistible tactical challenge! I dropped down from the railing, marched across the concrete, and squared my boots right over the first fat plastic dome. One swift, decisive stomp with all my weight! Pop! A sharp snap echoed off the wall! That was pure kinetic joy. I sprang forward into a rapid double-stomp across the grid—snap, crack, pop! Tiny bursts of compressed air brushed past my boot soles. Three air capsules successfully neutralized!