Terms of Enlistment (Frontlines, #1)

by Marko Kloos

It’s a strange feeling to be walking in lockstep with a bunch of people dressed exactly alike. I feel like a cog in a machine, but that’s one part of the military I don’t mind. When you do exactly as you’re told, and you’re neither the best nor the worst at any task, you can disappear in the crowd and have a small measure of solitude.

“Save ’em for what? I’m a few weeks out of Basic,” I reply. “Snipers shooting at me is a pretty special occasion right now.”

the kind the military calls “less lethal,” which is technically a true designation. For truth in advertising, the term should be “very slightly less lethal.”