U.S. ARMY VETERAN • AUTHOR
STORIES FORGED
IN REAL SERVICE
Military sci-fi written by someone who actually wore the uniform.
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Military sci-fi written by someone who actually wore the uniform.
I served in the U.S. Army during the Cold War — basic training at Fort Dix, then Korea at Camp Hovey. Later I commanded in the Kansas National Guard artillery. I’ve stood in TOCs, maintained ancient processors, and understood what real readiness actually costs.
Now I write the military science fiction I wish I’d had on deployment: stories with authentic tactics, believable tech, moral weight, and the quiet truth that leadership in war is rarely clean.
A hardened strike team from the 13th LRF. Advanced tactics, real firepower, and no-bullshit missions. Leadership forged in blood and experience.
Larger scale. Ancient threats. Modern soldiers dropped into conflicts that span systems. Brotherhood, betrayal, and the cost of victory.
Exploration, first contact, and the terrifying realization that humanity’s greatest threat might be its own history repeating among the stars.
"Reed didn’t look at the sky. He never did when the resonance signature spiked. Instead he watched the men — the way their shoulders squared even as the ground vibrated under their boots. That was the real tell. Not the tech. Not the enemy signatures lighting up the tac-map. The men."
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“So what’s the play, Staff Sergeant?” He put extra weight on the rank. “You really gonna stand there and pretend this doesn’t smell like a one-way ticket?”
Brick shifted his weight, armor plates creaking. “Six of us. Full sterilization. No backup. No real intel. Feels like they’re sending us in to count bodies before they glass the place.”
Sparks exhaled sharply. “Yeah. Why risk us at all if it’s just confirmation? Unless we’re the confirmation and the cleanup.”
Reed met Reaper’s stare head-on. He didn’t raise his voice.
“You want the truth?” he said evenly. “This mission is shit. We all know it. Sterilization order. Unknown enemy capability. And yeah… It feels like we’re the ones they’re willing to lose if it goes sideways.”