Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 2
"Here they come." Jas, the older coyote, said. "Hun... whah?" Bryan, the younger one, mumbled in his sleep, "Damnit Bryan, wake up!" As Bryan was shaken out of unconsciousness, the first thing he opened his eyes to was a broad black face, with...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 7 (Revised)
Jeff Paulsen was one of the few male Coyotes on the Altama who wasn't a Guerilla, fighting against the Balfor army. He had good reasons for that. Looking at him, you could tell that he was old, getting into his sixties. But that wasn't much of an...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Introduction
Altama was a beautiful land. It consisted of tall grass prairies, rocky canyons, and scattered forests of evergreen trees. The ground was rocky, and was cut through by fast flowing, cold rivers that are famed for fishing. In the summer, it was hot and...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 12
"Hoplite Alphas, this is Ajax three-seven, over!" "Send message. Three-Alpha-zero." "We're coming up against automatic weapon fire from entrenched enemy positions, requesting fire support, coordinates to follow!" I half expected to hear something...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 6
The letter was almost certainly from my younger brother, Manny. His actual name is Jason, but as far back as I can remember, I've called him Manny. I'd left him and Karlov just over two years ago at that point. I might as well tell how it happened, now...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 4
A red light on the dashboard began to blink; someone had picked up the infantry phone on the rear of the tank. In a stroke of good luck, I was able to put the Urbane's stubborn gearbox into reverse with only a single attempt. I tapped the gas pedal...