A high-octane space opera of robotic terror, tense dogfights, and unbreakable brotherhood—perfect for fans of The Expanse meets Star Trek.
In the lawless void Captain Jack Cross commands the battered Stalwart, stands as humanity's bulwark against a scourge that lays waste to everything in its path. Haunted by the ambush that claimed his previous ship, the Valiant, Jack leads his green squadrons of fighter jocks on relentless patrols through asteroid-choked sectors teeming with biomechanical nightmares. He and his crew explore new worlds, discover fogotten relics, and bring the light of civilization to a darkening galaxy. As the tension mount— Jack must rally his crew for a desperate stand against seemingly insurmountable odds.
Packed with pulse-pounding space battles, quippy banter amid the chaos, and a mythic clash of man against machine, Planet of the Chrome Skulls is a thrilling pulp sci-fi ride that redefines survival in the stars. Strap in—because in space, mercy is for the dead.
I was blown away by this book. There is so much scifi that is repetitive and boring.
This book feels like golden age era pulp sci fi with a modern twist.
The main character is a guy named Jack who is serving aboard a military ship that is ambushed. Jack rises to the occasion and receives a promotion that feels more like a punishment. Jack has to learn a new way of fighting while grappling with some very deep questions about life and his role as an officer.
Unfinished, unrated. I really wanted to love this, and thematically it's very strong. But this indy book needs an editor badly. There's too much dithering, too much explaining what the reader already knows, even adjacent sentences containing identical phrases. It just doesn't hold my attention in its present form.