War In Heaven (Veteran, Book 2)
Gavin G. Smith
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VETERAN was a slam-bang dive into a violent SF future. Now things get serious.
The high-powered sequel to VETERAN sees an unlikely hero make an even more unlikely return to take the reader back into a vividly rendered bleak future. But a bleak future where there are still wonders: man travelling out into the universe, Bladerunneresque cities hanging from the ceilings of vast caverns, aliens that we can barely comprehend. Gavin Smith writes fast-moving, incredibly violent SF thrillers but behind the violence and the thrills lies a carefully thought out story and characters who have far more to them than first meets the eye. Never one to avoid controversy Gavin Smith nevertheless invites you to think beyond the initial shock of what you have just read. But in the meantime? Another fire-fight, another chase another flight of imagination.
fight with Rannu. A fight he shouldn’t have been able to win. ‘Then let her slash you,’ he said as he reached me. Morag was a step behind him. She stepped past Tailgunner and held out her hand to Strange. ‘It’s okay,’ she told the girl. Strange’s struggling seemed to lessen. There was even momentary surprise on Tailgunner’s face. All around the massive cave I could see Mother’s people watching, violent expectation on their faces. They wanted to see Tailgunner kick the shit out of me. I’d
My IVD went blank as the black light beam hit me under my helmet, turned my skin to steam and partially melted the subcutaneous armour on my face. A shard round caught me in the leg just below my armoured kneepad. The inertial armour didn’t harden quick enough to stop it and the round pierced my subcutaneous armour as well. I saw actual blood. Again. Bibs moved around to my side and covered me as I ejected the spent cassette from my SAW and rammed home another two hundred vacuum-packed,
the mass exorcisms – as pain, I hoped. His feelings at what was happening boiled out onto his malleable flesh, his features warping, flowing and changing, I suspected beyond his control. As I watched his face become part demon and part insect, I realised. This wasn’t just hatred aimed at us, this was fear and self-loathing given fantasy and then form. He hadn’t considered himself human, ever, and hated himself. If he hadn’t had his fingers in my chest I would have pitied him. I saw Pagan
little tosser in his place. I’ll make it worth your while.’ She ground herself into my lap. Calum was looking everywhere but at her. ‘Everyone!’ Alasdair announced, turning to the crowd. ‘Sergeant Douglas, scourge of our privacy, is too frightened to fight!’ There was a lot of booing. ‘I’m really sorry about this,’ Calum said. ‘You may want to consider doing it for a quiet life.’ ‘Please?’ Fiona pouted. I swore under my breath and stood up, almost dumping Fiona on the floor in doing so.
bothered to wait for them to come in and get me and couldn’t think of a way out. I decided to get it over and done with. Outside was very bright. There were lots of flashing lights, sirens and shouting people with guns. It reminded me of docking at High Nyota Mlima, the tethered space station at the top of the Kenyan Spoke, after the mutiny on the Santa Maria. As I followed the shouted instructions and walked forward, hands held high, a couple of things bothered me. Where were Vicar’s guards? I