What is "punching"

Usage examples of "punching".

Cat lunged for the yoke as Bluey turned his attention to the loran, punching in another set of coordinates.

I struggled as hard as I could, chopping at the Eraser, punching and scratching, and it was infuriating how little effect I had on the beast.

In the concourse outside, knots of factionists were already hurling missiles, brandishing improvised clubs, kicking, punching, and stabbing.

With the forefinger of his other gloved hand, Fett began punching out a command sequence.

Couple weeks ago I had this Canuck, went crazy and started punching the keno machines.

Another limber of ammunition exploded, punching red fire across the wounded camp.

Other Vrya, with less to occupy hands and minds, kneaded their Vrithli like clay, punching and pulling them into the shape they chose by whim or curiosity or obscure internal needs, ruthlessly squashing or lopping off any attempt of those Vrithli to grow in forbidden directions.

Momentarily, Lummy considered leaping for the punk and punching out his lights.

The reserve battalions, taking up position on the slope of a hill, looked out upon the ridge opposite and on the whole scene: the Windships flying and fighting against a dawn sky striped with carnation and topaz, the naphtha missiles punching black smoke plumes from the ruins on the summit, the troops for the later attack lining up under the colored flags of their battalions, chariots marshaling in the shadowy meadows, companies of cavalry moving up through the heath with a jingle of metal plate, and the reserve archers swiftly stringing their crossbows.

For while a good Angeleno would have found a straight and increasingly empty freeway through a neato landscape an exemplary invitation, to Amanda the pilgrim it seemed that the engineers who had built it had conceded little more to the mighty Sierras, as their roadway rose up into them than the Romans punching their tunnels by brute force through the Alps.

Sulu said, punching an octal code into his programmer with rapid strokes of his sinewy fingers.

So when he struggles to his feet, Regret starts letting go with both hands, and he is by no means a bad puncher for a guy who does not do much punching as a rule.

Plunging from the saddle with a bellow, Darg Sih embraced me, punching me in the back and roaring.

Nodon yowled and spat a primal feline sound and thrust the blaster rifle toward it like a blunt spear, punching the attacking monster below the sternum.

He was a workmanlike but not a charismatic speaker, reading with level intonation from the autocue on the transparent lectern in front of him, and punching up the relevant slides at the relevant moments.