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Beside him, his three squadmates popped into existence: Private “Boom-Boom” Bartholomew (an explosives savant with one nervous eye), Sergeant Slimeball (a cynical veteran who had seen too many Holy Hand Grenade misfires), and the new recruit, Corporal Wiggle.

A text box popped up. It was from Kyle.

“Where am I?!” he yelled.

“Right, lads,” Reginald clicked, surveying the enemy team—The Crimson Crawlers—on the far side of the wading pool. “Standard protocol. We have tanks, helicopters, and the holy grail: the W.M.D. drop. That’s ‘Weapons of Mass Destruction’ for the newt.”

Reginald looked at the “System 32” folder. A terrible, beautiful idea bloomed in his annelid brain. worms w.m.d pc

Then it was their turn. Kyle grinned. He’d been saving the good stuff. He clicked the W.M.D. tab. A blueprint appeared:

The opened.

In the real world, Kyle stared at the black screen. The PC was rebooting. The Worms W.M.D. save file was corrupted. And somewhere in the digital ether, Commander Reginald “The Ribcage” Squirm was already plotting his return—one catastrophic blue screen at a time.

But alt-tabbing took seconds. And in worm-time, seconds were eternities. Beside him, his three squadmates popped into existence: