Turquoise Dreams

I'm in a room, looking at the window. Bad guy is there, aiming at me. I aim at him with my long rifle, get him in the scope and blow his head off. I'm pleasantly surprised that the gun actually worked.

I'm in Israel. Visiting in some kind of official capacity. Walking through a town, going up a path. Light streaks appear high in the skies. I realize they are missiles. I ask a military pilot, if it's some kind of an exercise. By then I clear some brushes and I see some alien looking flying objects attacking, and getting hit by the missiles.