Hail Allies!
My harvest of death has so far yielded 14 succulent rats.
Their nocturnal movements, now more covert, may enable them to cheat death for a moment but it is only a matter of time before the bait becomes too delicious. I will eventually smash all of their spines.
My war has many fronts including propaganda
I will crush the rodent spirit.
They are buried in plastic grocery bags which delays their inexorable ascent to rat heaven for hundreds of years as the bag slowly photodegrades.
I make sure they know this.