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Bound By Honor: A Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Novel: Book 7 - W.J. Lundy

Jun
05

Bound By Honor: A Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Novel: Book 7

Nearly two years after the fall, the survivors strive to make new lives for themselves in the Primalwasteland. With no government institutions and over eighty percent of the population gone, it is a cold and harsh new world. To the north, a new evil rises; one that threatens the survival of them all. A man intent on cleansing the earth of not only the Primal virus, but also anything else that stands between him and his goals of a new dictatorship.

With the threat of death and the destruction of their new way of life, Brad Thompson and his band of brothers are drawn to take up arms against an enemy far greater than the Primals. In a world without law, a land where survivors are victimized, their small group of men stand between freedom and annihilation.

Bound By Honor is the thrilling continuation of the Best Selling Whiskey TangoFoxtrot Series. READ AN EXCERPT >>

   

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When the riots started and the city began to burn, he made a personal choice to die on the streets fighting, not hiding in his apartment like a coward.

He dug through his hall closet until he found the small canvas bag. Shane left most of his old uniforms in a dumpster when he was discharged from the Army, but he’d kept one. It was worn and battered but still bore all of his patches.

Not the typical clean and pressed uniform that soldiers wore when on garrison duty state side. It was the uniform he’d worn on his last deployment, the one that sent him home with pins in his back and a headache that never went away.

He put on the uniform and stood in front of his bathroom mirror, frowning. His hair was shoulder length; his beard long and unkempt. He barely looked the twenty-eight year old man that he knew he still was. “Damn,” he said, laughing and shaking his head as he undressed, “the Sergeant Major would have my ass.”

Lundy, W.J.. Something To Fight For (Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Book 5) . PHALANX PRESS. Kindle Edition.
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