Remote Garrison
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Just one breath of BN-69's atmosphere was all it took. A-gasping and a-choking he clawed at his throat as he sank to his knees. His pre-programmed death-impulse kicked in as he erupted in one almighty orgasm and in less than a minute he was stretched lifeless on the hard unforgiving rock.

His squad-mates gathered round. "Dumb newbie" guffawed the squad leader. "Heh! There's always one in every tank-batch" chuckled his second-in-command. The rest of the squad stood around laughing. It was the funniest thing they had seen since, umm, well, since the last dumb newbie had accidentally snuffed himself.



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