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- He sprinted to the base, and ducked around the corner of a warehouse-nearly bumping into a Brute running toward his position. It towered over him, covered in thick slabs of muscle and dull blue rhinolike hide. Fred fired without thinking, a full-auto burst, dead center of mass. The Brute rushed him, unfazed.
- Fred stepped into the beast's charge, striking at its thick neck with the butt of his rifle. It
- connected. The Brute reeled back and roared.
- Fred unloaded the remaining rounds in his magazine into the Brute's open mouth. The Brute snarled a mouthful of shattered, smoldering teeth and took two steps toward Fred... and fell.-Chpt.23
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