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vincentursusThe only-vaguely avian features of the deinonychus regarded them from the other end of the hall. They locked gazes for a very long moment as she fumbled with the shells she was loading into the shotgun. Then the moment passed, and the predator fled.
“It ran. Why did it run?”
“We taught them to recognize guns.”
“What? Why?”
“If they were going to be a useful military tool they needed to be able to deal with firearms.”
“And how do they deal with firearms?”
“The element of surprise, mostly. They’re quite clever.”
“Why don’t you ever have any good news?”
“It ran. Why did it run?”
“We taught them to recognize guns.”
“What? Why?”
“If they were going to be a useful military tool they needed to be able to deal with firearms.”
“And how do they deal with firearms?”
“The element of surprise, mostly. They’re quite clever.”
“Why don’t you ever have any good news?”
