Not hugely satisfying but still a nice read. Supposedly the first book in this series is better.
A hasty temper was one of the greatest faults a general could have, and people who were provoked by insults were easy to defeat.
“You think China’s sending in peacekeepers again?”
When the sea levels rose, they built huge dikes to protect their coastlines, and floated their greatest cities on the waves, like they did with Island Shanghai.
Now, she swung the machete with expert strength. City girl learning country living.
It was submerged again, but it had been terrifying—beast and human welded together in an unholy mix.
Soldier boys would’ve loved it. Battle to the death. Epic ring.
“I ain’t started cutting, yet.” “So you’re starting with her tongue?” “Gotta start somewhere.”
Scout the town. See if we got any more castoffs. Maybe we got a whole nest of China rats we don’t know about.
It was foolish to think that there was anything left to save energy for, but it was his nature. He had been designed too well.
Full-grown. Unusual in the Drowned Cities, where war ate its young long before they reached maturity.
Full-grown. Unusual in the Drowned Cities, where war ate its young long before they reached maturity.
She’d seen people stand up, determined to hold on to principles. People who thought there was right and wrong. People who tried to save others.
He would have stood tall. And the soldier boys would have shot his head right off and gone on to someone else without a second thought.
I’m sure whoever first started questioning their political opponents’ patriotism thought they were being quite clever.
You didn’t want to overthink. It just got you confused, and it got you killed.
Nobody wanted a castoff reminding them how China had taken everything over for more than a decade, telling everyone what to do and how to live.
“Generals are in the habit of using up all the people around them. It’s their job. It’s what they do best.”