[HARD CONTACT] Chapter 6: BIRDS!!!!!!
Feb. 10th, 2026 06:23 pm || Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes ||
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Darman's line in Hungarian - Akadjon a torkodon, te nyomorult! - is thing I still affectionately tell to my cat whenever she swallows something she shouldn't have. :DDD
Then there was a sudden patch of darkness in his visor.
Darman stopped dead. The thing had malfunctioned. But the image returned, glowing, red, and wet, and he realized he was looking into the digestive tract of a living creature.
Something had swallowed the remote.
A few moments later a large bird, slowly flapping four wings, sailed overhead and cast an alarming shadow before him. He glanced up. It was probably the same kind that had been sucked into the Narsh sprayer’s atmos engine.
“I hope it gives you gutache, you scumbag,” he said, and waited for it to dwindle to a black speck before moving on.
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WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Darman's line in Hungarian - Akadjon a torkodon, te nyomorult! - is thing I still affectionately tell to my cat whenever she swallows something she shouldn't have. :DDD