[HARD CONTACT] Chapter 8: Food

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|| Republic Commando: Hard Contact || 2004 || Book series || Military, Sci-Fi || 18+ for violence and harrowing themes ||

Darman bit into a lump that yielded slightly in his fingers. It was glorious. It was strongly flavored and chewy and among the most satisfying meals he had ever eaten: not quite on the scale of uj cake, but so far from the odorless, tasteless, textureless field rations that it might well have been.

Etain watched him carefully. “You must be starving.”

“It’s wonderful.”

Darman is trying out REAL food first time, I CAN'T-

And then he shares his on "food" with Etain.

She sniffed it and bit into it. The expression of vague disbelief on her face changed slowly into one of revulsion. “It’s appalling. There’s nothing in it.”

“It’s the perfect nutritional profile for our requirements. It has no smell, so the enemy can’t detect it, and no fiber, so we excrete minimal waste products that would enable us to be tracked, and—”

“I get the idea. Is that how they treat you? Like farm animals?”

“We don’t go hungry.”

 

DAMMMMNNnn i Don't want to imagine commando boys trying out properly made main dishes first time with ACTUAL FIBER in it and they are having to run for the toilet fast with their hyperfast metabolism. Poor boys.