By Ste Sharp
Earth’s greatest warriors fight to survive in a land where evolution is rapid, enhancing them with bizarre adaptations. John Greene, a WW1 machine gunner, struggles with his physical changes as he battles to return to his son,
Wednesday, 2 May 2018
Darwin’s Soldiers has hit another milestone!
Unbound Books have drafted the finest minds to work on the novel: whittling, clipping and trimming it like a topiary Millenium Falcon. Names have changed, poems have been deleted and many words have been hyphenated. The copy-edit is complete and it looks ready to fly!
But before we punch the hyperdrive and head off exploring, we have the type-setting, cover-design and various other last-minute checks to perform, so sit back, play some Dejarik holo-chess, eat a porg and enjoy this short excerpt from a fight scene midway through Darwin’s Soldiers:
‘We’re surrounded!’ Gal-qadan shouted. ‘Divide and retreat!’
Those who could command their horse-like tocka drove them left or right, with the remaining tocka obediently following. The sound of exploding trees rang in Gal-qadan’s ears as the red army’s missiles grew more destructive. He cast a look back and saw a white, curling mist. It had drifted into the clearing, mingling with the smoke from the explosions. Something about the way it twisted kept Gal-qadan’s attention, so he slowed his tocka and the others joined suit.
Three shapes formed from the mist: legs, arms and heads became clear. Layer upon layer of detail built until three robed samurai could be seen, holding glinting swords above their heads. The red army was distracted and turned to fire but the swordsmen were already on them. High-pitched yells echoed through the air as the samurai leapt in at the enemy, slicing them to pieces with power and deft accuracy.
‘Our allies,’ Gal-qadan spoke to no one in particular.
‘What shall we do, Khan?’ Tode asked.
What could they do? Their weapons were useless and the samurai looked unharmed and full of energy as they fought. What Gal-qadan would give to have those men in his army! He had to show they were on the same side.
‘We must assist!’ He kicked at his tocka and it leapt forward. ‘Attack! Everyone attack!’
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