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I, Marine

By Chris Wilson



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Copyright © 2011 by Chris Wilson

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The swarm is coming. Corporal Aggar and a unit of Confederation Marines have been ordered to hold back a ravenous tide of insectoid alien attackers. Each attack presses until men to the limit of their physical and mental strength. Aggar as his men fight on, in the face of certain death, as the lines break and their attackers begin to overwhelm them.



1I am Marine; I am nothing without my rifle; it is my sole value, my life, my purpose...

The ammo feed locked into the lower receiver. Without my rifle, I cease to be a Marine; I become nothing but a target... The vented barrel slid into the floating mount and seated against the breech. I will never fail to clear, clean and maintain my rifle, to ensure that my rifle never fails in combat...

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