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It's 2007 (as envisioned from 2000), and there's trouble in Liberia--an ambitious general has decided to make his dreams of a West African Union not just an economic organization, but a regional military power. A wave of coups topples governments from Ivory Coast to Senegal, with all the torture porn you can tastefully hint at. How fortuitous there's a USN area command to put a stop to all this, and they've got just the tools to do it--a bunch of those Cyclone-class patrol boats. Wait, as it turns out that's not enough. The nascent West African Union navy's fleet of speedboats-with-RPG-dudes-aboard climbs all over US and other foreign efforts to put the brakes on things. Clearly, what's needed is a new technological twist: converting LCACs into chaingun-and-Hellfire-equipped fast attack craft! The new gunboat hovercraft are given US Civil War-era ship names (from both sides, in a poorly-aged spirit of inclusiveness). Battle is rejoined, with some stuff about drones and aerostats thrown in there, too. At no point is US involvement considered important enough to commit a carrier group or indeed any other major combatant to, and upending all US doctrine to sort of forget about air superiority is just kind of accepted. Anyway, a lot of African folks die, despite using tactics on the water described in very detailed terms as being inspired by the Zulus fighting the British. This is James H Cobb's Sea Fighter, and is apparently the third book in a series featuring his heroine Amanda Garrett. I've never seen any of the others, and the characterization of Commander Garrett made absolutely no impression on me at the remove of twenty years (take as you will).
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Ofaloaf posted:Harry Harrison wrote a trilogy of books about Britain intervening in the Civil War and loving up tremendously. That sounds much, much worse than the other "Europe gets involved in the Civil War" series I know of, Britannia's Fist.
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That's the name of my new sex move.
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Alright, so, the Colonization trilogy picks up twenty years or so after the events of Worldwar. It's the 1960's but with access to a bunch of captured and traded-for Race tech humans have computers and spaceplanes and have gone to the Moon and Mars and have several space stations. Remember that the only independent human countries are the US, the UK, Germany + France and the low countries, Italy I think, the USSR, and the Japanese and their colonies in Indochina and the East Indies. Everything else is territory of the Race and the humans are their subjects. There's a bunch of insurgencies though as the Race tries various means of subjugation, both by force and culturally. Anyway, the lizard colonization fleet pulls up to Earth and the leadership is less than impressed as they were expecting a fully subjugated per-industrial civilization and not ... whatever all of this is. And then suddenly a bunch of nukes get launched from orbit and blow up some of the colonization ships, killing hundreds of thousands. Nobody knows which country did it. Our everyman GI hero from the first series is now a high-ranking Race liaison/expert and starts looking into it. Different storylines that I remember: - ginger addiction among the Race remains a huge problem that now gets even worse as it sends female lizards into heat. Middle Eastern insurgents use this to set up ambushes. - the American space station is way bigger than it needs to be and everything about it is turbo-classified. An American pilot is really curious about this and fakes an emergency to get on board. Surprise, it's not a space station but a space ship that heads out to the outer solar system. Zero-g loving is described in detail. - Nazi-occupied France remains a bad place to live. - the Race tries to introduce their state ancestor-worship religion to China. - the human that was raised as a member of the Race is an adult now and her masturbation habits are described in detail. Everyman GI's son is flown up to the spaceship to have sex with her because she's just too horny, dammit. - there's a brief hot war between the Race and the Nazis. I'm not 100% sure if it's because they think the Nazis attacked their colony ships or some other reason, but after twenty years of advancement the Nazis can give almost as good as they get from the aliens. - in the end it turns out it was the Americans that attacked the colony ships! The Race nukes Indianapolis in retaliation and the president shoots himself and so everyone agrees to just sort of let things go.
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Ofaloaf posted:The Monitor squares off against the Warrior at some point, and of course the Monitor handily wins because you can already tell what sort of book this is. I can buy everything else in the book, but as a naval historian of the ironclad era I cannot buy this. Warrior was superior to any US or Rebel ironclad in every way except one, and in a standup fight would win easily. There's quite a good chance Monitor's guns wouldn't have even been able to damage Warrior's armor because they just weren't powerful enough. But there is a way Monitor could win against Warrior and it would honestly make for a much better story than the two slugging it out. It involves the only advantage monitors had over full-size broadside ironclads like Warrior: they were shallow-draft vessels. Now, Warrior's draft was 26'10". That's worse than both the combatants at Hampton Roads, where Virginia's draft was 21' and Monitor's was only 10'6". This matters, because it means in coastal waters like Hampton Roads Monitor and her sisters have massive mobility advantages. There's a chance they can, if handled correctly, bait Warrior onto a shoal sticking her in place where she can be attacked by shore batteries and, if not sunk outright, put under siege and forced to surrender. Vincent Van Goatse fucked around with this message at 02:03 on Sep 5, 2023 |
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Vincent Van Goatse posted:I can buy everything else in the book, but as a naval historian of the ironclad era I cannot buy this. Of course not, everyone knows naval history of the ironclad era doesn’t pay.
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Ofaloaf posted:Harry Harrison wrote a trilogy of books about Britain intervening in the Civil War and loving up tremendously. This part is sorta true on its own anyway, Prince Albert intervened from his deathbed to try to defuse the situation.
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Prince Albert of the dick ring fame?
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That Harry Harrison trilogy remains the worst alt history series I've ever read. As well as being super-phoned in writing, John Ericsson doesn't just invent the tank, he invents lightbulbs, dreadnoughts and I'm sure a ton of stuff I don't even remember. He basically gets turned into a Wizard who can just magically invent anything Harrison wants him to.
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Madurai posted:I forgot all about this. They really are just never mentioned again. Though in truth, I'm not sure if what these books needed was an additional viewpoint character or two. Edit: Beaten. The aforementioned Britannia's fist was good.
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I feel like I start reading the majority of these posts thinking I'm hearing about a crappy book/series I've never heard of, and then halfway through the description I feel this small tinge of familiarity, and by the time I'm done reading, I'm pretty sure I've read it as well. The Harry Turtledove synopsis was the latest instance of this. I went from "This sounds dumb as hell" to glimmers of recognition when it mentioned the Chinese woman (who was being forced to have sex for the lizards, right?), to absolute certainty with the scientist biking around the country. I've probably read tens of thousands of pages of this crap that I'll never remember.
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World War III has ended over a year ago, and instead of a kick-rear end Mad Max postapocalypse, it's more of the same old poo poo, just with all the former major powers reduced in capability to the status of regional powers, who are now squabbling over what's left. One of those things that's left is rights to mega-exploit Antarctica for oil drilling and overfishing, and os a lot of attention has turned to the Southern Ocean. Unfortunately, down there is Krak, a fully-automated undersea fortress that has never received a stand-down order and now the capability to send it valid commands has been lost. The solution to this problem is seen to be another AI-controlled weapon, and advanced combat sub that this time has capacity for a live human to go along and keep an eye on things. There's a lot of cool technical details, as one might expect, with the propulsion, sensors, and weapons involved, but the key plot point here is that Demon (the sub) is a little more aware than its owners are ready for. It quickly identifies the human operator as detrimental to the mission, regarding it as both a point of vulnerability and a waste of payload volume better spent on munitions. So when Demon is near-missed and the pressure vessel housing the operator starts to leak, the sub doesn't regard aborting the mission and surfacing in time to save them to be worth its time, and keeps to the attack anyway. There's a pretty memorable Jules Verne omage where the sub has to fight a giant squid that's been weaponized as part of the fort's arsenal, and eventually the finale, where Demon has fought Krak to a standstill, occupying its attention long enough for outside forces to hit it with a bunch of nukes. Demon slinks away, apparently intending to hide in the ocean forever. That's David Mace's first novel, Demon-4, and he goes on to write some other quality highly depressing novels about the nuclear end-O-the-world we were all expecting back then.
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It's World War Two! And Japan has just won the Battle of Midway! (not a spoiler, it's the premise of the book) This kicks off a whole shitload of fuckery as the USN's sole remaining carrier (Saratoga) does its level best to hide instead of risking destruction. With a free hand in the Pacific, the IJN blockades Oahu and launches raids up and down the US west coast. We see the war through the eyes of a staffer of Admiral Spruance's who survived the sinking of USS Enterprise, a man equipped with the ability to hold unfailingly right opinions about everything associated with the war, almost as if he was well-read in post-war analyses. We also get viewpoints from an Army nurse who escapes Oahu (and is sweet on Our Hero, naturally), Our Hero's younger bother, an Army officer, an IJN pilot who is basically a walking bushido caricature, and numerous POV cameo scenes from persons both famous and fictional. If my tone has not conveyed my contempt for this one yet, let me make it plainer. This is not a good book. The scenario, for those simply wanting an alt-history naval battle generator, is fine: nothing particularly outré happens, and WW2 still results in the defeat of Japan, though we stop well short of the inevitable conclusion. The narrative's failings are in execution. Aside from suffering a critical case of People Do Not Talk That Way, there are myriad weird little errors that make it feel as if the manuscript wasn't proofread by anything other than a spellchecker, and the aforementioned tendency of the main character who seems to exist mainly to show off how much the author loved reading Parshall and Tully's Shattered Sword. Anyway, that's Robert Conroy's Rising Sun, and if you like this sort of thing, there are better ones.
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One of the better ones, though not by much, would be Harry Turtledove (of Worldwar fame)'s similar two-book series, this one where an amphibious assault group accompanies the Kido Butai and occupies Hawaii right after the attack on Pearl Harbor. The rest of the book is mostly torture porn as the mistreatment of the population is recounted in loving detail. The Doolittle Raid happens against Pearl, there's also some raids on the West Coast ports, the Japanese put a distant relative of the last Hawaiian monarch in charge of a puppet government. There's also a Japanese-American family torn between the immigrant father who gleefully collaborates and the second-generation sons who help the resistance. I might not have actually read the second book but I think there's some biological warfare involved, Hawaii is cut off from Japanese resupply, and retaken by the Americans.
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Arrath posted:Patrick Robinson is a wannabe Clancy, who really likes the Hunt for Red October, and we're in the 90s doldrums, no more Soviet boogeyman so authors have to find new bad guys. Presumably after a drug fueled writing binge we find ourselves in possession of Nimitz Class. Don't forget the sub somehow transiting the Suez Canal undetected, and the yanks having to do the same to prove it possible
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Comrade Blyatlov posted:Don't forget the sub somehow transiting the Suez Canal undetected, and the yanks having to do the same to prove it possible Lol I completely forgot about that
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What if, when his mom was pregnant with him, Joseph Stalin's parents emigrated to the US and changed their last name to Steele? And then he got into politics? Well, if you're Harry Turtledove (Master of Alternate HistoryTM), you'd think it'd go a little something like this ... It's 1932 and the Democratic National Convention has gone to a floor fight between the governor of New York and a junior congressman from California, the titular Joe Steele. One of our heroes is a newspaper reporter who hears one of Steele's main cronies talking on the phone, saying something like "time for some fire code problems in Albany." He's spotted after the guy hangs up the phone. The next day comes the news that FDR was killed in a sudden fire at the governor's mansion. Reporters can't prove anything but they know that he knows. When Steele is elected president they offer him a speechwriting job that he knows is a way to keep an eye on him. Steele and his new BFF Hoover start arresting people left, right, and center; congressmen, supreme court justices, anyone who gets in the way of centralizing the state and revitalizing the economy gets scooped up. I forget what justification they use for a lot of the early arrests but before long laws are passed to make it all legal. Congress is reduced to a rubber-stamp organization very quickly. Reporter's brother and the other POV character in the book is arrested for something and sent to a labor camp (they have labor camps instead of CCC camps in this timeline). Despite the authoritarianism Steele is reelected in '36 and '40, partly because accident's and Hoover-provided blackmail keep any opposition candidate from gaining traction. The rest of the world continues as in OTL save with Trotsky in charge of the USSR (Steele and Trotsky, despite never meeting before Yalta, share an antipathy that crosses timelines). World War 2 kicks off in Europe, Steele goes through with lend-lease and embargoes Japan, and Pearl Harbor is attacked. Reporter's brother, still in a labor camp, volunteers to join a penal brigade and spends the next several years being the first ashore on a bunch of islands. Honestly, the war basically goes exactly the same until the end when the US is forced to invade Japan. Not too long after this Einstein is called to the White House to explain why Hoover discovered that there were plans to make a nuclear bomb that were never brought to the White House's attention; Einstein says they wouldn't trust Steele with that kind of power and is taken away to be shot. The war ends in the Pacific with Japan divided between the Soviet-occupied north and Allied-occupied south. Reporter is still writing speeches for Steele and reporter's brother stays in Japan despite finally transferring out of a penal brigade. A new Cold War sets in between Steele's US and Trotsky's USSR and ten years later there's a war between North and South Japan. McCarther shoots his mouth off and gets arrested, and then each side uses a nuke once and calls it a day. Steele dies in 1953 and Congress immediately moves to impeach the Vice President as a "gently caress you" for not letting them do anything for the last 20 years. This leaves nobody in charge and the book ends with Hoover seizing power, reporter's brother getting set free, and reporter getting arrested.
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Moon Slayer posted:One of the better ones, though not by much, would be Harry Turtledove (of Worldwar fame)'s similar two-book series, this one where an amphibious assault group accompanies the Kido Butai and occupies Hawaii right after the attack on Pearl Harbor. The rest of the book is mostly torture porn as the mistreatment of the population is recounted in loving detail. The Doolittle Raid happens against Pearl, there's also some raids on the West Coast ports, the Japanese put a distant relative of the last Hawaiian monarch in charge of a puppet government. There's also a Japanese-American family torn between the immigrant father who gleefully collaborates and the second-generation sons who help the resistance. I might not have actually read the second book but I think there's some biological warfare involved, Hawaii is cut off from Japanese resupply, and retaken by the Americans. The whole time I was reading Conroy I was wistfully remembering these similar-but-better books.
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Conroy likes to have a female protaginist that is a victim of sexual assault. Or portraying the bad guys as committing sexual assault.
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Crush Depth, a book I picked up for an airplane trip when I was in college and can't remember the author. It's 'not as distant as you think' in the future, and WW3 has erupted between the American-British-Russian alliance and an alliance between Germany and sudden new world superpower South Africa (you might call it... an axis), and all the carriers and surface fleets and convoys are now moot because any collection of ships on the surface eats a nuke, so WW3 is instead a duel of submarines centered on fancy new submarines with ceramic hulls that are invisible to sonar and can destroy any ship in the world with impunity. The book centers on the American super-sub, which I think has a hot'n'sexy French Resistance spy lady on board for the protagonist to bone, fighting a German super-sub called the Voortrekker and it ends up with a showdown under the Antarctic ice pack with nuclear weapons. The phrase 'Berlin-Boer Axis' got talked about a lot to describe the bad guys.
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there's a fun dadlit thread in gip thats slow but still active, summarizing from memory no notes is really the key to the experience https://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=4025906&userid=0&perpage=40&pagenumber=1
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shame on an IGA posted:there's a fun dadlit thread in gip thats slow but still active, summarizing from memory no notes is really the key to the experience You might want to repost that where you thought you were posting it ![]()
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An African country called Sainte-Marie, sometime in the 1970s. A CIA backed team of mercenaries led by an active-duty Captain named Rick Galloway has been sent in to fight against the Cuban backed forces of the rebels. For political reasons, some sort of peace is declared and the mercs are left hanging in the wind as the new government and the Cubans are circling in on them and they are all gonna die after the show trial. Suddenly this dude arrives from nowhere and says effectively, 'Come with me if you want to live'. Galloway and his crew load onto some weird-rear end transport and they are out of there. Turns out the dude was a rep for an alien drug cartel, and Galloway's people are just low-tech enough to slip in under the various tech-scanning poo poo to not be spotted as the overseers for a planet where the cartel is growing its drugs in return for not getting annihilated by the Cubans. This world has been stocked with other 'extracted before they were about to get severely hosed up' groups of people including Celts and Romans. This is 'Janissaries' by Jerry Pournelle; he (along with Roland Green) wrote four of these starting in the late-70s-- early-80s and they are pretty good actually.
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Humbug Scoolbus posted:This is 'Janissaries' by Jerry Pournelle; he (along with Roland Green) wrote four of these starting in the late-70s-- early-80s and they are pretty good actually. That vaguely reminds me of a SF short story I read somewhere that was actually pretty good (so maybe it doesn't fit here) and had a hell of a punchline. It followed a man from roughly our time who had been recruited as a mid-ranked officer in an ongoing multi-dimensional/timespan war between heaven and hell after being saved from death - by hell. The main part of the story was him leading a group of warriors from the past, attacking some enemy base while armed with future railguns. It's made kind of a point that he's not given many details on who he's fighting, just that they're the enemy. The attack goes to poo poo, in part because his warriors aren't familiar with guns and relevant tactics, and he's the only one to escape while everyone else dies horribly. After successfully navigating enemy territory to return to his base, exhausted physically and mentally, he asks his demon superior, "After all that, are we at least winning?" The demon laughs and tells him, "As long as people like you are out there fighting, we're winning."
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Log082 posted:That vaguely reminds me of a SF short story I read somewhere that was actually pretty good (so maybe it doesn't fit here) and had a hell of a punchline. That's a David Drake short story, and its good as gently caress. Also the demons from hell are represented as being CIA style spooks. The actual implication in the story is that both sides are the forces of hell and this is just hell, straight up. Fivemarks fucked around with this message at 00:35 on Apr 23, 2024 |
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Fivemarks posted:That's a David Drake short story, and its good as gently caress. Also the demons from hell are represented as being CIA style spooks. The actual implication in the story is that both sides are the forces of hell and this is just hell, straight up. That sounds pretty great
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Arrath posted:That sounds pretty great A lot of David Drake's stories are pretty great. I think my favorite is A Very Offensive Weapon, which is a parody of fantasy stories and has a running gag of the hirelings brought along competing and taking pride in having the best death imaginable, which includes debates on if being squashed flat is a good death. I'd honestly recommend picking up three of his big short story collections: All The Way from the Gallows (A "black humor" collection), Grimmer Than Hell (A collection of his stories, including the one talked about above, from when he was still working out his post-vietnam issues), and Other Times than Peace.
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Fivemarks posted:That's a David Drake short story, and its good as gently caress. Also the demons from hell are represented as being CIA style spooks. The actual implication in the story is that both sides are the forces of hell and this is just hell, straight up. Oh yeah, David Drake is the good SF David. And maybe I phrased it wrong in my post, but the interpretation I remember wasn't so much that the main character was in hell as it was that in the battle between heaven and hell as long as anyone, anywhere, is at war, hell is winning.
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Drake is legit, Haldeman is legit.
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Log082 posted:Oh yeah, David Drake is the good SF David. And maybe I phrased it wrong in my post, but the interpretation I remember wasn't so much that the main character was in hell as it was that in the battle between heaven and hell as long as anyone, anywhere, is at war, hell is winning. There's two ways to read it: "This is hell" and your interpretation, yeah. also, warning about Drake's Grimmer Than Hell collection? When I say they're dark and him working through his nam poo poo, I mean that. the Jed Lacey stories in particular are pretty drat dark.
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It's 1930, and Imperial Japan has gone to war with the United States in a surprise naval attack! Not at Pearl Harbor, no, the sneak attack falls upon the Gatun Locks of the Panama Canal, a seemingly-innocent freighter has evaded inspection and turns out to be full of explosives, which dashes in the gates, putting the canal out of service for possibly years. The Japanese forces have seized several US island possessions and started an invasion of the Philippines. This, obviously, won't do. The USN starts its well-rehearsed warplan to hit back and relieve the defenders in the Philippines, but are thwarted at several turns by startling technological innovations which, to our modern eyes, look crazy and dieselpunk-y: armored cruiser submarines, poison gas for use in air-to-air combat, and a whole lot of mines and torpedoes. After several reverses, the action gradually moves westward, culminating in the gigantic battleship battle both sides had envisioned. (Akagi, in kind of a reverse of the post-Dolittle panic from our timeline, has been converted back to her original battlecruiser configuration in time to participate) Our Heroes in Blue win the day, of course, finishing off what has become the Archaeopteryx of the technothriller genre, Hector Bywater's The Great Pacific War. Written in 1925, and widely remembered for being prescient in a lot of aspects of WW2, the book also presages a lot of very familiar genre aspects that are still with us today: absolute bare minimum cardboard-cutout characters and technological forecasts that seem absurd with the advantage of hindsight. It has no pretensions of being a proper novel, instead being a scholarly false history in the vein of Sir John Hackett's Third World War.
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Madurai posted:Written in 1925, ![]() A bigger twist than any author mentioned in this thread could have ever pulled off.
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Christ I need to read that.
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What if the American Civil War, but ... upside down!? Yes it's another Harry Turtledove book. No, not that one. Not that one either. In a fantasy world with magic artillery and flying carpets instead of trains, the industrialized South is fighting the agricultural North, who seceded and declared war after the king declared his intention to abolish serfdom. The serfs are primarily blond and blue-eyed but were also the natives of this continent before the dark-skinned conquerors showed up so it doesn't really map 1:1 there, but the rest of the book is just Sherman's March to the Sea but Ctrl + F-ing a lot of terms. It's Marching Through Peachtree, because Fantasy Georgia, get it?
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Moon Slayer posted:What if the American Civil War, but ... upside down!? Yes it's another Harry Turtledove book. No, not that one. Not that one either. This sounds like a dare.
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It's 1962, and a UFO has crashed into the Pacific! A conveniently nearby USN carrier battle group scoops up the alien craft and its pilot and carries them back to Pearl Harbor, to be transferred by aircraft to Area 51 for examination. The alien is still alive, though comatose, as the bewildered scientists attempt to gain entry to the craft. They haven't quite worked out how to do that before the alien wakes up and agrees to help reverse-engineer the technology so that the USA can help him repair his systems and return to Mars (not our Mars, you understand, but Mars in another galaxy) After meeting JFK, the alien also assists in the development of the US space program, though the only benefit to this seems to be to reduce the time it takes to climb to orbit to 1/3 of what it would have been. No explanation is given for how this is accomplished, but plenty of moment-by-moment coverage of Gemini and Apollo launches, which all go pretty much as we remember them (except for the increased speed thing) Such blatant violation of orbital physics does not go unnoticed on the other side of the Iron Curtain, where an irate Kruschev demands the alien be brought to the USSR. Wary of a blatant act of war, North Korean commando teams are recruited and infiltrated into the US to perform the mission. Despite being unmasked outside of Groom Lake the commandos (400 of them!) succeed in purloining both pilot and craft and spiriting them away to be helicoptered from the Baja coast to a waiting Soviet aircraft carrier. Stashed in a secret base in Kazakhstan, the alien is forced to develop a "superbomb" which will "destroy half the US in one shot" which, after some electrical shocks are applied, work is completed upon. LBJ (JFK was assassinated the way we remember, giving the author the opportunity to cast doubt on the official story for an entire chapter) orders the recapture of the alien from the Godless reds despite the war risk, and with the aid of a newfangled stealth transport plane (which is also disguised as an airliner) US troops manage to breach the Soviet base, allowing the alien to reach his ship and escape to space. The Soviets launch the superbomb, which has been mounted on a "scary-looking missile" towards the US. A counterstrike is ready to go, but the Soviet missile disappears in midflight, victim of alien sabotage no one seemed to have any oversight on. That's Earthia: Cold War by Nethaniel Spero, who I have to think is either an AI or a non-native English speaker. Look, we all have read some stinkers in our time, but I cannot oversell how bad this is. It's hypnotic. I could read nothing else until I had absorbed the entirety of it and formed some kind of mental antibody to it. I'd dare you to read it, but seriously, don't.
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Madurai posted:It's 1962, and a UFO has crashed into the Pacific! A conveniently nearby USN carrier battle group scoops up the alien craft and its pilot and carries them back to Pearl Harbor, to be transferred by aircraft to Area 51 for examination. The alien is still alive, though comatose, as the bewildered scientists attempt to gain entry to the craft. They haven't quite worked out how to do that before the alien wakes up and agrees to help reverse-engineer the technology so that the USA can help him repair his systems and return to Mars (not our Mars, you understand, but Mars in another galaxy) After meeting JFK, the alien also assists in the development of the US space program, though the only benefit to this seems to be to reduce the time it takes to climb to orbit to 1/3 of what it would have been. No explanation is given for how this is accomplished, but plenty of moment-by-moment coverage of Gemini and Apollo launches, which all go pretty much as we remember them (except for the increased speed thing) ![]() In the realm of historical fantasy / science fiction / alternate literature, one occasionally stumbles upon a narrative that leads us into uncharted territories, where the boundaries of reality and imagination blur and reconfigure themselves in ways heretofore unexplored. Yono, an itinerant visitor from the mysterious Martian landscape, arrives upon Earth in a serendipitous collision of cosmic proportions. This estranged voyager becomes ensnared in the clutches of American hands, poised to bestow his formidable knowledge upon a foreign world. Yet, as we delve into the pages of this compelling narrative, one cannot help but ponder: what perilous vicissitudes shall accompany such a liaison? What shadows and spectres of danger lurk ever closer to these earthly denizens, now irrevocably entangled in Yono's enigmatic arrival? Dear reader, as I share my reflections on this remarkable tome, you too shall embark upon an odyssey into the depths of Yono's experiences, as they unfold in the author's vivid prose. Once the final leaf is turned, it becomes unmistakably apparent that Yono's tale is a delightful odyssey, a journey through uncharted realms of the psyche, a narrative that reverberates with echoes of excitement and intellectual curiosity. Yono, our eponymous protagonist, arrives on the terrestrial stage as an entity both strange and sublime. In the annals of science fiction, he is a being to rival the most ingenious inventions of interstellar imaginations. Not of our world, yet so unmistakably tethered to it, Yono emerges from the heavens, a celestial wanderer inadvertently cast adrift in an alien realm. His enigmatic descent, as if orchestrated by the hand of destiny, thrusts him into the clutches of the Americans. This fortuitous arrival triggers a mesmerizing sequence of events, as Yono's uncanny talents and profound knowledge are harnessed to the benefit of humankind. It is within this unfolding cosmic drama that the reader is drawn into the narrative's luminous orbit, unable to escape its gravitational pull. The vivacious pacing of the tale is evident from the outset, as we are enticed into the beguiling vortex of Yono's adventure. The author's artful use of language and storytelling technique keeps us perched on the edge of our seats during the suspenseful action scenes that pepper the narrative like constellations in the night sky. This enchanting interplay of language and narrative tempo ensures that our attention remains raptly affixed to the unfolding saga. Yet, beyond the tale's captivating action sequences lies a reservoir of erudition that enhances the reader's engagement. The author's mastery of history and knowledge lends depth and authenticity to the narrative, enriching it in manifold ways. It is this very tapestry of historical allusion and profound insight that evokes an almost tangible sense of realism, making Yono's extraordinary experiences seem not entirely beyond the realm of possibility. One cannot help but become emotionally entangled in the characters that populate Yono's world. Throughout the narrative, an inexplicable affection for certain characters emerges, their fates becoming almost inextricably linked to one's own hopes and desires. This emotional resonance serves as a testament to the author's dexterity in crafting fully realized, multi-dimensional personas, each contributing to the tapestry of Yono's world. As we traverse the narrative's exhilarating landscape, we cannot escape the thought that, just perhaps, we might witness future instalments that further unravel the enigma of Yono and his extraterrestrial realm. The idea of a sequel or another story set within this universe is tantalizing, a proposition that one would readily embrace. In this remarkable literary endeavour, the author has accomplished a feat of astonishing artistry. The narrative, at first, unfurls in unexpected directions, defying initial conjectures, but in doing so, it emerges as a more profound and enriching experience. The author has adroitly guided us through a narrative that is not just a journey of the imagination but an expedition of the intellect, leaving us with an abiding sense of gratification. In conclusion, Yono's tale is a delightful foray into the realms of science fiction, brimming with action, intrigue, and historical depth. The indelible characters and their captivating adventures shall linger in the reader's memory long after the final page has been turned. As a reader closes this chapter of reflection, one may find themselves hoping, much like the denizens of the narrative, that they may indeed encounter further tales from this universe—a prospect that holds the promise of many more riveting adventures to come. The intellectual and emotional journey into Yono's world is, undeniably, a fun and unforgettable read. ![]()
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Fivemarks posted:A lot of David Drake's stories are pretty great. I think my favorite is A Very Offensive Weapon, which is a parody of fantasy stories and has a running gag of the hirelings brought along competing and taking pride in having the best death imaginable, which includes debates on if being squashed flat is a good death. I remember "The Military Dimension" as a tween, which was a collection that was evenly split between SF and horror. The one that stuck with me was about a Vietnam tank crewman who was burning C4 to keep seeing a mysterious recurring vision, only to eventually find himself swapped in time with a French witch being burnt at the stake. Anyways, it's the 90's and the USAF is testing suborbital hypersonic stealth planes. Which we invited the Russians to help with, because they invented the MiG-25 so obviously they have this stuff down. But uh oh, random space launches across the world are suddenly failing! Are Hero was testing a plane during a "failed" Poseidon test and spotted that there was ANOTHER suborbital plane up there that WASN'T the Russians. Who are also irritated because a few of their launches have failed the same way, so they're totally cool with letting the planes be used for guarding launches and they send a few extra pilots to help the US team. More launches happen. A good guy plane is shot down. It turns out..it's the Japanese. Or at least a Japanese company who wants to corner the market on..space launches I guess? They keep shooting down US & Russian missile tests(and French Ariadnes for some reason) but never actually get around to making any business out of this. There's no defense contractors helping out the good guys by the way, it's just a small US team that builds the planes, which I guess they ordered a few specialty ones and the rest is just random junk they have lying around in the boneyards. Since of course they have to put weapons on these planes there's a subplot about the tech team mix-n-matching parts to build "Hellwinders" and I think you can guess which missiles they used. Some minor espionage plots with a Russian tech and the French. A congresswoman and her aide keep showing up to justify the program's cost. Are Hero leaves one of the planes at Nellis in the care of a few random airmen to go bang a prostitute, and also takes the congresswoman's aide up for a joyride in one of the planes. Surprisingly his CO actually chews him out for both of these, although in a "aw, you scamp, don't do it again" way. A Russian pilot is pressured by his higher-ups to take random photos while he's flying by US bases but eventually just starts leaving empty film canisters in the cameras and playing dumb. See, pilots are actually pretty cool the world over! Eventually a Super Important launch comes up and both sides send all of their planes against each other. Good guys win, the Japanese company's base takes a random missile, the whole plot is leaked to a US local news channel, Are Hero and his crew-chief high-five the Russians at Baikonur and fly home. This was Black Sky by William H. Lovejoy, who seems to have cranked out a lot of aviation thrillers and nothing else. Not quite Wingman or Seventh Carrier level, more like a Dale Brown apéritif . There's also the Cybernarc series by "Robert Cain"(William H. Keith Jr. in full supermarket-paperback mode). The US builds a Terminator with the mannerisms of Data from Star Trek who can learn any skill by brain-scanning a human. Obviously the best course of action is to pair him with a SEAL that just lost his family to random drug dealers, and this turns out to be worth at least 3 books of "how many rape&torture scenes can we squeeze around the leads massacring criminal organizations". Jane's Infantry Weapons ensues.
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Tunicate posted:
Whoever wrote this review needs to be beaten with a thesaraus.
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# ? Jul 16, 2025 07:10 |
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thats gotta be AI
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