"“Tango up!” Lucky yelled over all-comm. A moment later he heard the raucous exchange of energy beams and pulse fire. “Covering!” Jiang said. “I’m in!” Dawson replied a second later. “Two at your nine o’clock,” Jiang said. “Covering fire!” yelled Lucky as he rolled out from behind the ore rock he was hiding against. A blast of heat washed over the top of his head, and for the third time in as many minutes he sensed an energy beam slice over his head."
If this is the way you like your space operas, then you have come to the right place.
"It didn’t help he was on the wrong side of the galaxy, jumping with a legion he didn’t know. “Go!” he screamed and pushed clear of the side of the transport, tumbling off in the direction of the yellow-brown Class-D planetoid they had come all this way to dance with. “Not exactly the way they draw up jumps in combat school,” observed Rocky, helpful as always."
We are in the shoes of “Lucky” Savage a future combat marine. Rocky is his A.I. fully meshed and often in conversation with Lucky….not always when he wants conversation.
"“Lucky Savage? No shit?” said Malby. Lucky felt eyes move his way. Murmurs followed. Malby strutted over like a peacock with his ass in the air. “My buddy jumped with you,” he said, looking around to see who else was watching. Lucky changed his opinion instantly. “So you’re the Marine the brass can’t kill,” Malby said with mock admiration, sliding the towel back and forth around his neck."
For those with long memories this is sort of what a combination of what Lara Croft and Sgt. Fury (and his Howling Commandoes) would be like in a future time. Apparently, I can expect a cliffhanger in every episode.
Lucky got his nickname from his amazing survival rate. In his world, when marines are finished, or the mission is completed, they are put in some kind of stasis and kept there until the next mission which may be in another part of the galaxy.
There are a lot of regional powers in Lucky’s universe. "the Empire; the Alliance; the Asiatic Rings: the Cardinal Order, and the Union (where these marines find themselves soon after this tale begins).
Lucky see himself as just a grunt, but he comes with a lot of baggage:
"“They can tune up the tech, but they can’t do much with the meat,” Lucky said, smacking himself on the head. “Ain’t that the truth,” Jiang mumbled. But it wasn’t the truth. The truth was that he remembered more and more every day. He was the opposite of an old man and his fading memories. His grew more vivid with time. The short-term burn of each cycle gave way to the long-term memories he couldn’t forget. When he was younger, he’d wanted the memories. He’d craved them. He’d bragged and boasted. He didn’t get his reputation by accident. He’d list the actions he’d been in. The enemies he’d killed. But somewhere along the way, the wars grew meaningless. The victories hollow. The ground bloodier. Now he wanted to forget. He wanted to forget the wars he’d fought in the blackness of space, in the bowels of space stations, on the ashes of dying planets. Lucky had fought all his life. He’d seen men killed for nothing more than a look. Killed men himself for the same. He’d killed men, women, and children. Burned them alive, drowned them, torn them limb from limb and laughed over their carcasses. He’d been a coward, a liar, a thief, a cheat. He’d cried and begged for mercy. He’d cursed those who asked for it in return. He’d killed enemies in their sleep, as they ran away, as they took a piss. He’d killed friends who got in his way. The universe would be better if he wasn’t in it. But he was."
And these Marines are valuable enough that they are put in stasis and moved to the next mission. Injured or wounded, technology can regenerate parts (as long as the head is intact). A.I and nanobots make the marine a formidable weapon:
"Lucky felt the familiar sensation as his internal nanobots went to work. His skin shimmered and shifted and slid aside as two dozen power-alloy plugs appeared on his arms, legs, and chest. He snapped his combat gear into the exposed plugs with practiced ease, and felt the skin flow back around the bases of the connections as millions of tiny electrical shocks leapt from his skeleton across the armor and back again. The bots felt happy."
There is continual action, with a plot that ranges from authoritarian governments to alien artifacts to neural implants.
"Lucky glanced out of the front cab and realized it was worse. Much worse. An eyeless was right next to the cab’s window. Two more lay only a dozen steps away. He looked down at the destroyed eyeless man on the floorboard, then up at the display column. Aw, hell. He grabbed the man’s bloody head and slammed it up next to the AI sensor, hoping there was enough brain activity still going on in there for the rover to recognize the link with its owner and— The rover’s engine roared to life. He slammed the power column forward, and it lurched ahead."
This episode has a large component of alien artifacts and culture: "He had seen pictures of alien artifacts before, but he’d never imagined he’d actually get to see one with his own eyes. Sure, maybe if you were born in the Empire or the Alliance or the Cardinal Order, this wouldn’t be such a big deal. They dug them up all the time. Even the Asiatic Rings had found them. But out here in the Union? On the edge of the void? Never."
But all the things Lucky has to contend with are not outside of him:
"Lucky glanced back to the kid, who was struggling with his gear. Couldn’t be more than sixteen. “Jiang’s right. Your AI will handle everything for you.” Jiang arched an eyebrow. “I was talking about the dive. It takes decades to fully mesh with your AI.” Lucky paused at that. His AI had been a mess when he’d first gotten it. But by the time he was revived from his deep freeze, it had meshed perfectly. It had saved his life over and over again. His AI was what made him Lucky."
I feel like this book has me falling down a deep hole where I can’t see anything around me and I don’t have any idea how it will end. James is building a very complex universe:
- Complex politics
- Complex alien species
- Complex artifacts
- Complex I.A.
- Complex relationships
- Complex storytelling [with flashbacks, flash forwards(?), dreams, and timeouts] where you aren’t told which Lucky is experiencing and when it took place.
I wish him (and me) luck!