[michime]

The moment the Major readied his rifle, the wind picked up to violent speeds.  The trees shook angrily as if the weapon offended them, and they wanted it gone.  All the little creatures disappeared from the vine web sensing a change in the planet.  Any sound that wasn't wind was died immediately before a series of snapping sounds filled the air. 

A sheet of vines dropped right in front of the Major blocking his way.