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November 29, 2006

From The Comments: Jeff R.

Turns out, Nuclear arms are for hugging.

The cyberbrain inside the mega-tank thrilled to its lover's radar-ping. She, too, was an artificially intelligent killing machine capable of dominating entire
theaters of battle, but was outflanked by multiple infantry divisions and out of all but light ammunition. She could swat the bombers and missiles for now, but nothing more. Luckily, her neutronium alloy armour still held.

His treads, each wider than a city block, moved him slowly forward. Then, finally in range, he launched a spread of missiles, each one MIRV-ing into dozens of
tactical mini-nukes and slaughtering fleshbag soldiers by the thousands. Soon they would be reunited.

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