W.H. Hawthorne

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W. H. Hawthorne was born and raised in Alaska at a time when it was far closer to the America envisioned by the Founders than was the rest of the country. He left his beloved Great Land to pursue a four-decade career designing high-tech robotics for DARPA, NASA, JPO, DOD, DOE, and others.

In The Very Last War, he fuses those experiences to bring to you a story of World War III inundated with realism and plausibility coupled with a fresh and surprising perspective on America.

And lots of really cool new weapons.

It’ll be fun. Seriously.

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“He assumed a good prone, legs splayed and bent a little, right leg pulled up a bit more than the left, both feet turned out with the heels down. He rested the forestock on his pack, wrapping the sling around his left arm. There was some debate about this technique, but Mick was squarely in the two-wrap camp. He didn’t slip his left hand under the buttstock but instead slid it along the forestock until it reached that old familiar spot, and he tucked the rifle into his shoulder good. You wanted to get it tucked in just right, because that big magnum was one rifle that spoke with authority. You pull the trigger on a .338 Win Mag, especially from the prone with Mick’s bear loads, and it’ll make a man out of you right then and there.

Mick kept still for just a second, taking the weight of the rifle in his bones and letting gravity take him and make him part of the Earth itself. He put the crosshairs exactly where he wanted them, paused his breathing at the natural break after a normal exh
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“Yes, sir. ‘Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice.”
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“the most addictive thing in all existence is accomplishment.”
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“Cultivated apathy is the last refuge of the fearful and the cowardly. Apathy in the electorate is the fairlead in the ruination of the American system; it will accomplish what all the armies of the world cannot. “It is fertile soil for tyranny, and it will always lead to tyranny. Not ‘might lead.’ Not ‘can lead.’ Tyranny is the only possible result.”
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“He assumed a good prone, legs splayed and bent a little, right leg pulled up a bit more than the left, both feet turned out with the heels down. He rested the forestock on his pack, wrapping the sling around his left arm. There was some debate about this technique, but Mick was squarely in the two-wrap camp. He didn’t slip his left hand under the buttstock but instead slid it along the forestock until it reached that old familiar spot, and he tucked the rifle into his shoulder good. You wanted to get it tucked in just right, because that big magnum was one rifle that spoke with authority. You pull the trigger on a .338 Win Mag, especially from the prone with Mick’s bear loads, and it’ll make a man out of you right then and there.

Mick kept still for just a second, taking the weight of the rifle in his bones and letting gravity take him and make him part of the Earth itself. He put the crosshairs exactly where he wanted them, paused his breathing at the natural break after a normal exhale, then simply willed that beautiful custom trigger to break. Break it did, crisp and clean like always, and the 225 grain bullet flew downrange at almost three thousand feet per second. It reached the deck in less than half a second, about a half second before the sound of the shot.

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