My Squad is growing and developing. Mostly physically. Though it’d be better if we gained brains. But in the Army, that’s not the most important thing. What is the most important then? Whoever has the biggest gun!
Training completed — welcome to Space! Right now we’re Space Paratroopers. The elite and pride of the armed forces. But we’ll fix that too.
There are a few differences between a Paratrooper and a Recruit. Dying is more expensive. We can carry more goodness. It’s harder to hide from us now. And then the Universe has a problem. A big Green Problem. And who will solve it best of all? Nobody but us!!! But that’s not certain…
Author’s notes: Genre: Humorous Real-Trash RPG (Haven’t heard of this genre? Neither had I! My readers invented it for me! And it’s high time for you to learn about it!) 18+ book. Sorry, but the heroes sometimes allow themselves swear words. I try to stop it, but it’s the Army, and “a word is not a sparrow.” With such a difficult life, the characters of the book joke their way through everything, however they can — and sometimes badly. The author has no sense of humor whatsoever, so he doesn’t try to fix anything. Sex is already in the book; now the main thing is for the heroes to find time for it between Feats. Enjoy! Or don’t.