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He had felt the familiar stir on the trip out from the bivouac. As the 2nd Armor Battalion had thundered its way across the lowlands of Bastion towards Ravelin, he had watched from his commander’s perch atop Daddy’s Belt as dozens of repulsortanks upturned the grasslands, kicking a plume of dust...

“So how bad we got it, lieutenant?” Sergeant Vin Haal, Kato’s second in command, seemed to have appeared spontaneously at his side without Kato having marked his approach. The man seemed to possess an innate ability to identify and utilize blind spots when they served his purposes. It was a...

Kato sat stewing in his dropseat, one leg set impatiently bobbing. Three decades of service and he had never grown accustomed to the wait. He had no taste for it. Any success he had found on the battlefield as a soldier or leader had come by way of quick thinking or adaption. Not through...

“That’s it, Boots.” Lieutenant Kato Tavish said, one fist fastened tightly around one of the loop-handles hanging within the dropship’s infantry bay. The rest of the platoon had opted to fasten themselves into one of the many dropseats that lined the narrow space, but Tavish had anticipated the...