The aliens had arrived
With gifts, warnings, and an offer we
couldn't refuse....
Our choice was simple: we could be cannon fodder, or we could be ... fodder. We could send our forces to fight and die (as only humans can) against a ravening horde that was literally feeding on its interstellar conquests—or remain as we were—virtually weaponless and third in line for brunch.
We chose to fight.
Thanks to alien technology and sheer guts, the Terrans on two worlds fought the Posleen to a standstill. Thank God there was a moment to catch our breath, a moment, however brief, of peace—.
Now, for the survivors of the Barwhon and Diess Expeditionary Forces, it was a chance to get some distance from the blood and misery of battle against the Posleen centaurs. A blessed chance to forget the screams of the dying in purple swamps and massacres under searing alien suns.
For Earth it was an opportunity to flesh out their force of raw recruits with combat-seasoned veterans. Political, military and scientific blundering had left the Terran forces in shambles-and with the Posleen Invasion only months away, these shell-shocked survivors might be the only people capable of saving the Earth from devastation.
If the veterans had time to lick their wounds.
Because the Posleen don't read schedules.
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Product ReviewI loved this series and I read it almost as fast as I could download the books to my Kindle. I've noticed several people saying that they didn't like the long explanations. I thought it was great. It allowed readers with zero military background a greater level of empathy with the story.
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Product ReviewA good read. I didn't give a five star rating for two reasons: A very slow start, and at times, kind of wordy. So far I haven't been dissappointed with anything Ringo has written.
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Product ReviewA very good attempt at a Science Fiction version of _Red Storm Rising_. Hampered by the horrible proofreading that is the hallmark of most e-books and Ringo's abject lack knowledge of all things Naval, it still succeeds on every other level, aside from not advancing the back story with the Galactics nearly as well as I'd like.
Definitely worth the read, even for ex-Squids, it has convinced me to start paying for more of the series.
Who knows, maybe he's managed hook up with someone who has explained the difference between a Chief and a Crow to him in the next book or two.
One thing that leaves me envious is Cally. Try as I do, my 10 y/o son is nowhere close to her 8 y/o lethality or good judgment. Then again, that's what fiction is for, isn't it?
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