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“See, I may have a hard time thinking like a soldier, but you think too much like one. Forget gigatons. Start thinking like a scientist. Think exajoules. Petajoules. We don’t want a battle, we want to cause an astronomical event you’ll be able to see on Earth with a telescope in twenty-five years.”
Creative writing, well sort of. Rods from god in space.
“We have a truce with the SRA units in our attendance,” Colonel Aguilar continues. “They are not a belligerent task force. They are refugees. And so are we. The Lankies are in our solar system.”
Spoiler: This book doesn't end with a happy ending true to form.
“Earth is a shithole,” I say. “But it’s our shithole. And they can’t fucking have it.”
And the spoiler, from this Sci-Fi novel that is refreshingly pessimistic unlike that PC Trekkie crap I wouldn't touch with a fifty-foot pole.
