Ovalkwiki - The Official Schlock Mercenary Encyclopedia
Writing Excuses with Brandon Sanderson, Dan Wells, Mary Robinette Kowal, and Howard Tayler
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NARRATOR: Meanwhile, at the Aleph Fabbery entryway...
PI: ... And that's it for the anti-personnel package, Corporal.
WICK: So a mob can't get in. Cool.
PI: Yeah, but a mob isn't what Lieutenant Ebbirnoth is really worried about. He thinks somebody might jury-rig armor from the hull-scraps in Southport.
These babies will take care of that.
WICK: Anti-tank weapons?
PI: No, tank armor is tough. These are for the improvised stuff.
PI: They're breach mines. You get a donut-shaped pulse of gravy in case there's a light unifield up, then a lance of plasma goes through the donut-hole, through light armor, and into the creamy filling hiding behind it.
PI: We don't want to restrict legitimate traffic, so it arms when the sensors profile a large, heavily armored vehicle crossing the tape. It then triggers once that vehicle is in range. I don't have failsafes in place yet, so that'll be a good project for you to cut your teeth on.
WICK: Sir, would Lota set it off? Because Lota is crossing the tape and your mine looks like it just armed itself.
NARRATOR: Just arriving...
PI: *shouting* RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY!
NARRATOR: Just departing...
ENNESBY: Who's in charge here, Commander?
KEVYN: Maxim three: An ordnance technician at a dead run outranks everybody.
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