"It may be the twenty-fifth century, but the Marines are still
looking for a few good men."
The Confederation has finally disclosed the existence of Skinks,
fierce aliens bent on wiping out humankind. While the rest of the
universe grapples with the news, the Skink-savvy Marines of the
Confederation's Thirty-fourth Fleet Initial Strike Team (FIST) have
their own worries: they've just learned they can't transfer out of
the unit. Who else has the skills to fight the Skinks on their home
turf when the time comes?
Morale isn't improved by a report of Skinks on the uncolonized
world of Ishtar--which means that FIST must turn around and head
right back into the jaws of hell with no downtime. But none of that
matters to Lieutenant Charlie Bass and the third platoon of Company
L. They're Marines, they're the best, and they've got a job to do.
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