Mavericks (Expeditionary Force, #6)

by Craig Alanson

‘Semper Fidelis’, which means ‘Always Faithful’. Always. Even when you don’t feel like doing something. Especially when you don’t feel like doing something.

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“You are useless as a knitted condom!”

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Gratitude has an expiration date, fear does not.

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“Should I hold fire?” Derek asked. “Hell no!” Jesse snorted. Seriously, he asked himself? The infantry have their asses hanging out to dry on the ground, and the close air support is asking whether to expend ordnance?

Why the Marines/Army prefer their own Close Air Support, not depending upon the Air Force!

“The universe hates you, Joe.” “Hey, that punk-ass universe can deal with me directly, my crew and the rest of humanity don’t need to get caught in the crossfire.” “Unfortunately, it doesn’t work that way, Joe.”

Sad but true...

“Pain is weakness leaving the body, Sir,” she said with a stone-faced stare. “Unless you get shot,”

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“Some enchanted morning, you might see a beer can, you might see a beer can, upon a dusty shelf. And somehow you know, you know even then, that you will regret it, again and again. No one can explain it, Skippy doesn’t try. Beer cans are assholes, no point asking why. Once you have found Skip, run far awaaaaay!”

Hahahahaha...