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and the shock-induced reboots had left holes in his memory, so he scanned
his equipment. A combat knife and a nuclear grenade was all that he had left.
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#$t w$s t@#t? %e@er ti2d t4 remember wˆere he was. He seemed to be in combat. He had just been thrown back several feet by an explosion, and his cover had been destroyed in the process. The enemy (were they enemies?) Were charging now, and the blaster in his hand had been destroyed.
He had no hope. Æ lnterrupt\Portion of memory recouered\End interrupt Ø He had only one hope. Pulling his nuclear grenade from his belt, he activated it and threw it as far as he could. The EMP and radiation wouldn't effect him, but If he could throw it far enough to be clear of the blast, the radiation would kill his foes.
He hoped.
The grenade flew too far to the right, glancing off a wall in the process.
As it bounced across the deck, Peter couldn 't tell whether or not it would
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