“My team, without powered armor, destroyed three Thuranin combots, and we sustained only minor injuries. How else could that have happened?” Chandra asked as he watched an American Ranger and an Indian paratrooper take aim at a shattered combot and blow out its processing core, just to be certain the alien killing machine was dead. “Major Smythe,” Skippy interjected, “there is a simple, alternative explanation for the success of Captain Chandra’s team.” “What is that?” Chandra asked. “Monkeys kick ass,” Skippy chuckled. “Seriously?” Smythe waited for a typical snarky remark disparaging his
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