The village of Shepthorne was being strangled by a blanket of snow and Arctic temperatures. The trouble began with a massive pile-up on frozen roads and a fireball of exploding petrol as a truck collided with a tanker. Then, from the sky, a huge military transport with its cargo of devastation crashed down towards the village. Hell was just beginning to touch Shepthorne...
Super-bleak, ultra-cynical book that's been marketed some places as being like The Andromeda Strain but has more in common with the post-70s nihilism of The Crazies. Linaker is trying to cover a lot of ground in very little space, and so winds up spread a bit thin, but the cumulative grimness has a bludgeoning effect and there are some well done, cinematic bits.