Warfare between humanity and the Veitch had been going on for hundreds of years with no end in sight. When humans captured the planet Heidra they found themselves in control of a world with three contending species scrapping over its barren lands.
One was the Veitch refugees, one the semi-civilized natives, and one a race of barbaric nomads. For the human adventurer Remy it was the last that made his first troubles.
For Remy's destination was the uncovering of a lost military installation of a prehistoric galactic race. Assisting him was a newly created genetic-construct warrior, an optiman. Super-human, sterile but highly intelligent, optiemen could tip the scales in cosmic conflict if they worked out as planned.
Three-way wargaming is difficult at best, but the unknown factors of the optimen could make it dangerously unpredictable to all sides.
"My name is Andros," said the optiman. He was over two meters tall, with massive shoulders. He held the machine gun effortlessly, though an ordinary man would have staggered beneath the weight.
"I am a solider" said Andros. "One of a new breed. I am a product of genetic optimazation. I was nurtured by an artificial placenta, and some would say that makes me an android rather than a man, but my genetic material was human in origin.
"So the genetic engineering of people is no longer banned by law?" asked Remy.
"It was considered to be a logical step in the development of new and more sophisticated fighting unites," said Andros.
"And what are you doing here?" asked Remy.
"Gaining experience," replied the optiman ....