“What does K.K.M.F. mean?” Xun Liang asked, looking at the new patch on their carriers. “Pretty nice, isn’t it? Erik came up with it.” “Knock knock, mother fuckers,” Erik said. “But say it in a whisper, scares people more.” “Cause the next thing they hear is a breaching charge through their wall.” “Oorah!” “Oorah.” They tapped fists and kept walking. Weebla and Xun Liang staring at one another before following. “Knock knock, mother fuckers. Has a ring to it.”
