Gust Front

By Ringo, John

Book Id: WPLBN0003548777
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Title:	Gust Front
Author:	Ringo, John
Volume:
Language:	English
Subject:	Science Fiction, Fantasy, Adventure
Collections:	Science Fiction Collection, Baen Library Collection
Historic Publication Date:	2001
Publisher:	Baen Publishing Enterprises


Citation APA MLA Chicago Ringo, B. J. (2001). Gust Front. Retrieved from http://gutenberg.cc/

Description
Description: Our choice was simple: we could be cannon fodder, or we could be ... fodder. We could send our forces to fight and die (as only humans can) against a ravening horde that was literally feeding on its interstellar conquests—or remain as we were—virtually weaponless and third in line for brunch. We chose to fight.

Summary
Summary: Thanks to alien technology and sheer guts, the Terrans on two worlds fought the Posleen to a standstill. Thank God there was a moment to catch our breath, a moment, however brief, of peace—. Now, for the survivors of the Barwhon and Diess Expeditionary Forces, it was a chance to get some distance from the blood and misery of battle against the Posleen centaurs. A blessed chance to forget the screams of the dying in purple swamps and massacres under searing alien suns. For Earth it was an opportunity to flesh out their force of raw recruits with combat-seasoned veterans. Political, military and scientific blundering had left the Terran forces in shambles-and with the Posleen Invasion only months away, these shell-shocked survivors might be the only people capable of saving the Earth from devastation. If the veterans had time to lick their wounds. Because the Posleen don't read schedules.

Excerpt
Excerpt: I am joyful that our people have such exquisite leadership, the Ghin said. Then he also copied a human expression as his lips drew back in a broad smile. The glittering teeth of a rending carnivore were exposed for all to see and the watching Indowy shut their eyes and turned away. None of them had the stupidity to actually run or otherwise embarrass the Darhel lords, but none of them would ever forget the sight. Our future is in good hands.

Table of Contents
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