I obtained this book through the Kindle Unlimited program.
The Amazon review has been submitted.
This review was delayed for a couple of days because I didn't want to finish it. My reasons were NOT because it was unpleasant to read, or made me feel unpleasant feelings, such as fear, shame, guilt, and remorse. Nope; it was because this is the LAST book in the Omega Wars line, and I didn't want it to end.
I consoled myself with the fact that there are at least nine books in the Standalone category in the Four Horsemen Universe, and the demented authors are, in addition to being profligate, are also highly prolific. Therefore, I have every reason to believe that MOAR IS ON THE WAY!!!
However, as a founding member of the Gamma Phi Iota fraternity of reviewers (God Fearing Independents), I DO have other sources, and expect to return to exploiting them over the next short period until the Dragon Nominees will be announced. At that point, I am going to be busting it to get as many of THOSE reviewed as is possible.
Another great cover by Brenda Mihalko and Ricky Ryan: A Flatar on a Tortantula Is. In. Your. HOUSE!!! and is coming to eat you up.
THE FOUR HORSEMEN ARE MAD AS HE%%, AND THEY AREN'T GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE! Unless the other side wins, in which case, it looks like they will take whatever they can get. And, based on their recent attempt to stomp on the wicked, wicked General Peepo, they may want to look at their alternatives.
The wicked, wicked General Peepo has long since crossed the line past “plays well with others,”and it seems to be something that aggravates her peers. Of course, she doesn't think she HAS any peers, which is certainly part of the problem. However, ordinary betrayal wasn't enough for her, and she made the move into sabotage, back-shooting, and soliciting undesirable allies. There are hints that she has reasons of her own, beyond being the mistress of all she sees, but strangely, that comforts no one.
Meanwhile, the ravaged fleet of Horsemen and associates limps through hyperspace, back to the safety of secret base New Warsaw. Except, somehow, New Warsaw isn't a secret base anymore. And it is fortunate indeed that all trips (special methods excepted) through hyperspace ALWAYS take exactly 170 hours, because the fleet that punished the humans is right behind them. So, limping isn't EXACTLY a problem. At least while they are in hyperspace. When they emerge..
Wow. When they emerge. You know, when you have a single safe place in the universe, and everything depends on that, you need a special person in charge. A person who can make the tough decisions, and get them implemented, and listen to new data, and make the hard decisions. That's right, you need a WARRIOR!!!
Umm. No. You don't. What you need is a MANAGER! A person who can shuffle electrons and papers and actually understand what the message of Power Point presentations is SUPPOSED to be, without suffering the indignity of sitting through Power Point presentations. Gee. I wonder if there is a manager in charge at New Warsaw?
Wow, again, for when they emerge. Because there is NOTHING faster than hyperspace! So, the first New Warsaw will hear of the nasty ugly conditions that now exist will be when the damaged fleet shows up, with the bad guys shortly behind them. Uh-oh! They are DOOMED!
Unless..wasn't there something about the Fae being able to mind-talk? (Did I read THAT book?)
One of my favorite parts of the saga of the Four Horsemen is that the authors have NOT chosen to make the leaders stay miserable all the time, in order to write dramatic stories. (I don't like comic books, for that reason; Superman and Lois NEED each other!) However, the evilest, wickedest thing that the wicked, wicked General Peepo did was to put a sleeper agent into the Winged Hussars, and at a MOST inopportune moment, order that agent to shoot Alexis Cromwell in the back. Not only does this remove the most effective commander from the battle, and demoralize the troops, it also crushes the heart right out of Nigel Shirazi, commander of Asbaran Solutions. And with that, the strongest factor keeping him from becoming a monomaniacal genocide endorser just...vanishes. And he considers how he will cleanse the universe.
I hate it when they crush the heart of a hero.
This is NOT! NOT a spoiler! Although Alabaster Noon is the final installment of the Omega War, it is NOT the end of the 4HU. True, many/most of the plot lines are nicely resolved. That's good for me, because I HATE not knowing who shot JR for a long time. There are, however, promises made in public that the story will continue, and there is a bodacious amount of material in the book for the future to be built on.
Nicely done, people. Nicely done indeed!