The planes tend to come out during nights of heavier cloud cover, avoiding clear, starry nights for fear of drawing anti-aircraft fire. At the garage, the young men spot dots of light descending towards the ground, followed by the glow of explosions and earth-shaking thuds. The planes get closer. The thuds get louder.
“The drones are coming day after day,” says Omry, a 45-year-old father of four.
“Then the planes come, with seven missiles each. We count them, one by one. Where will the next one hit? Will the next one hit us?” MORE
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