For a century the Americans and Soviets had maintained an uneasy alliance based on the CoDominium, a world order in which no other power or combination of powers could threaten their mutual hegemony. Thus did the Americans and Russians learn to live at peace with one another.
But nothing lasts forever; the CoDominum's energies are nearly spent,and internal conflicts are ripping it apart. the future belongs to colony worlds like Sparta - if they can survive the death-throes of Earth's civilization.
to do that they will need men who understand the art of war, men like mercenary commander John Christian Falkenberg, and Lysander, Prince of Sparta - the first Prince of Mercenaries.
WELCOME TO TANITH, CITIZEN
"Mark, look out!" Juanita cried.
A porker dashed forward, screaming a sound that could never have come from an Earthly pig.
Mark replied with an animal scream of pure fury. He slid in the mud but kept his feet and charged forward, screaming again as he stabbed with his spear and felt it slip into the thick hide. the porker shoved against him, and Mark fell into the mud. He desperately held the spear, but the beast walked steadily forward. the point went through the hide on the back,and came out again, the shaft sliding between meat and skin, and the impaled animal advanced inexorably up the shaft. the tusks neared his manhood. Mark heard himself whimper in fear. "I can't hold him!" He shouted. "Run!"
She didn't run. She got to her feet and shoved her spear down the snarling throat, then thrust forward, forcing the head toward the mud. Mark scrambled to his feet. His hands slipped but he thrust again and again and again, stabbing in an insane furey and shouting "Die, die, die!"