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"
Man
,
I
need
some
smokes
.
"
"
Shut
the
fuck
up
and
shoot
!
"
The
front
line
edged
out
of
cover
and
leveled
their
rifles
at
the
approaching
throng
.
Bullets
pierced
the
air
,
but
the
Mimic
blitz
kept
coming
.
I
gripped
the
handle
of
my
axe
.
Without
warning
,
a
bomb
fell
from
the
sky
.
The
laser
-
guided
precision
munition
smashed
the
bedrock
,
digging
deep
into
the
earth
before
detonating
.
The
Mimics
tumbled
into
the
crater
.
A
crimson
Jacket
appeared
amid
the
downpour
of
earth
and
clay
.
Tungsten
carbide
slashed
away
at
flailing
limbs
and
those
thick
,
froggy
torsos
.
After
a
few
minutes
,
nothing
was
left
moving
.
Nothing
alien
anyway
.
Static
filled
my
ears
,
then
her
voice
came
through
.
"
Sorry
to
keep
you
waiting
.
"
The
Full
Metal
Bitch
stood
,
hefting
an
enormous
battle
axe
,
amid
our
sand
-
colored
platoon
.
Her
gunmetal
red
armor
glistened
in
the
sun
.
I
lifted
my
hand
so
she
could
pick
me
out
of
the
crowd
.
"
We
just
got
here
ourselves
.
"
"
What
’
s
the
Full
Metal
Bitch
doin
’
here
?
"
Yonabaru
forgot
all
about
taking
cover
and
stared
stupidly
at
her
Jacket
.
I
would
have
paid
good
money
for
a
look
at
his
face
.
Rita
addressed
Ferrell
.
"
I
need
to
talk
to
whoever
’
s
in
charge
of
this
platoon
.
Patch
me
in
.
"
Ferrell
opened
a
channel
between
Rita
and
the
lieutenant
.
"
You
’
re
good
to
go
.
"
