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It always makes me feel a little melancholy. Grand old warship being ignominiously hauled away with scrap. The inevitability of time, don't you think? What do you see? A bloody big ship. Excuse me? 007. I'm your new quartermaster. You must be joking. Why, because I'm not wearing a lab coat? Because you still have spots. My complexion is hardly relevant. Your competence is. Age is no guarantee of efficiency. And youth is no guarantee of innovation. Well, Hazard, I can do more damage on my laptop sitting in my pajamas before my first cup of Earl Grey than you can do in a year in the field. So why do you need me? Every now and then a trigger has to be pulled.
Or not pulled. It's hard to know which in your pajamas. Q. 007. Ticket to Shanghai. Documentation and passport. Thank you. And this. Both the PPKS 9mm short. There's a micro dermal sensors in the grip. It's been coded to your palm prints so only you can fire it. Less of a random killing machine, more of a personal killer. And this? Standard issue radio transmitter. Activate it and it broadcasts your location. Distress it. And that's it. A gun and a radio. Not exactly Christmas, is it? We were expecting an exploding pen. We don't really go in for that anymore. Good luck out there in the field. And please return the equipment in one piece. Brady Wilde. .