Gunny must have had more sophisticated augmentation.
Gunny was the only one in the room with extensive ground combat experience.
Chavez launched herself over the wall and the rest followed, with Gunny, Carl Sagan wrapped around his neck like a shawl, taking up the rear.
The werfle gave a happy hiss and leapt onto Gunny before Noa could stop him.
Gunny, Manuel, and Noa all looked up at him, and then back to each other.
Gunny smiled as the creature climbed to its favorite spot, behind his neck.
By the time he reached them, everyone but Gunny and Noa were in the accessory tunnel.
She told herself that Gunny would have been right, under ordinary circumstances.
Gunny Leung stepped over the man James had stunned and looked down.
I feel more like a citizen of the world at the sight of the palm-leaf which will cover so many flaxen New England heads the next summer, the Manilla hemp and cocoa-nut husks, the old junk, gunny bags, scrap iron, and rusty nails.
