A meteor shower has blinded the population of southern England and killer vegetables are running amok. Martian war machines are popping up all over the place, guided by their malevolent sticks of celery, and Fembot Sally is at a loss as to what to do. The army has been defeated, the air force is out of action and she can't get a message through to London. Can one Fembot defeat an entire Martian invasion force single-handedly?

Probably not.