The Trevakian smiled as his combat suit inflated slightly against the bleak biting wind, the lights surging across his visor as he stared out over rain swept heather and brush coastline, dull heavy storm clouds surging overhead as lightning crackled and snaked across the sky, his voice rising inquisitively and indicating to the seven barking dogs, ‘Well, at least we have been welcomed to earth…not what I expected. You came on holiday…to here?’
David Bland nodded grimly, grinning as the wagging tailed dogs darted between the bemused Trevakian outer defensive screen, a couple of the panting animals barking sporadically in excitement, a gloved hand lowering fondly to rub one of the muddied and soaked Lurcher’s heads, ‘This is definitely Scotland…wet dogs and pelting rain…all we need now is a log fire…’ He chuckled as Babon shook rain water from his helmet, the heavy raindrops pattering against their transforming uniforms, ‘This is the greatest and maddest country experience on earth…you chose to land here…’
They glanced round as Babon’s eyes widened, both simultaneously wiping the visors of heavy rainwater as David laughed out loud, the dogs barking in response as they glimpsed an army jeep bouncing towards them in the distance across the rough terrain. David cleared his throat as Jozefina lowered between them, grinning at the circling, shaking and panting dogs wagging their tails, her body shivering as she spoke, the wet Lurcher cross pushing against her in welcome, ‘We have come a hell of a long way…let’s find a pub. I want a whisky, a fish supper and a cigarette…I think the dogs are very hungry too!’
Thank you for reading this book, I hope you enjoyed the experience as much as I did writing it.
Please investigate the following adventures currently available or in production from the author:
World War Two:
Bloody Iced BulletBloody RattenkriegBloody Kessel Bloody Stalingrad (Trilogy)
Bloody Kharkov IBloody Kharkov II Rise of the Bloodied Phoenix (Compilation)
Bloody CitadelBloody Red Storm Rising Bloody Retreat to the Dneiper
Science Fiction:
The Last Marine in the Galaxy The Red Leopards of Zaxon B Galaxies Collide: First Contact
Planet Genocide I Zaxon B: The Final StruggleDarkness in the Stars
Planet Genocide IIPlanet Genocide IIIGalactic Freedom: First Mission
Fantasy:
Blades of the Undead Blade of the Iced WarriorArmy of the Skeletal Prince
Crime Drama (Dark Humour):
Bloodied Hunger Bloodied InsurgentsBloodied London I
Blood and Intoxication Blood of the InnocentsBloodlust of the Triads
The Hong Kong Scotsman The Werewolves of New Hong Kong
Children of the Dark Reaper New Hong Kong: Demonology
Historical Drama:
The Last Highlanders The Last Highlanders: Rebels
Story Prequels and Character Insight
The continuing battle for earth and the galaxies is a storyline I envisaged several years ago and have developed over time. Additional ideas have formulated along with the initial story to hopefully provide an enjoyable reading experience.
To be honest, I was somewhat taken aback if not shocked by the initial interest and the first book was released perhaps too early, with some subsequent challenging reviews. The Last Marine in the Galaxy has now been revised twice to improve it and I thank everyone that has stayed with the storyline hoping you enjoy it as much as I do writing the chapters.
The Red Leopards of Zaxon B followed, with then the first Planet Genocide and then Zaxon B: The Final Struggle the prequel to this current book.
With a century old war now erupting across our home planet, the future is uncertain if not bleak for the human race…
Most of the characters actually exist (albeit with name changes) and I have attempted to portray them somewhat similarly with small changes as I would see their personalities when faced with the evolving events of the story.
The decision of which people to use was an interesting challenge presented by one of my superiors, an insistence I write the story I had envisaged.
Sally, my ever helpful colleague, and I then devised a qualifying criterion that would narrow the field, choosing some of the highest performing staff for the mission ahead, all demonstrating complete dedication, loyalty to security and uncompromising beliefs in what they did for a career.
A shortlist of both male and female candidates were then selected and a suitable day for me to request their permission chosen, ensuring they were all on duty. I was then to carry out my normal daily routine and see which individuals I happened to come across or be approached by first…all of which were unaware of what challenge I faced that day. I could not deviate in any way from a short set list of people, nor show any favouritism at the last minute should two individuals present themselves within a short time frame.
I love the excitement and unpredictability of fate and must admit to having experienced little sleep the night before, especially when just after the day was selected one name on the list (completely oblivious to our challenge) booked a meeting with me at the start of the day.
Walking across a terminal forecourt on approach to the meeting, I was amazed that another on the list happened to step before me, the individual I think at the time being rather unnerved at my obvious excitement and amazement at the coincidence as I blabbered out the plan. Nodding rather nervously, the security professional agreed to be a character and chose the name they would like to be called…one far better than I had considered. I remember walking away in astonishment and considering they may think I was mad…he may well have been right.
During that day, the central cast of the book all agreed to be portrayed similarly or differently as they are as human beings…all chose names and advised they were happy to be a part of the plot for as long as I envisaged. None were given any insight into the storyline and all
