by Chris Lowry
The body slipped off the Lick Commander and plopped to the floor.
The alien turned to the remaining four men.
“I hope he wasn’t the smartest among you,” the voice box hissed.
Then the Lick turned his back on them again and kept walking.
He wasn’t afraid of any of them, thought Lutz. But let me get a weapon and you will be.
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Book 4 in the Invasion Earth Series
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Phalanx - Invasion Earth
Pyrrhic - Invasion Earth
Beachhead - Invasion Earth
Bridgehead - Invasion Earth
Lunar Hustle-Prequel to The Dipole Shield
The Dipole Shield - The Dipole Series
Planet 9 - The Dipole Series
Planet 10 – The Dipole Series
Moon Men
Epoch - The Future Templar
Eon-The Future Templar
Era - The Future Templar
Super Secret Space Mission
The Herd Shot Round the World
High Steaks
Battlefield Z
Children’s Brigade
Sweet Home Zombie
Zombie Blues Highway
Mardi Gras Zombie
Bluegrass Zombie
Outcast Zombie
Renegade Zombie
Flyover Zombie - the Battlefield Z series
Headshots - the Battlefield Z series
Overland Zombie
Conscripted - the Shadowboxer files
Mission One - the Shadowboxer files
Shadowboxer - the Shadowboxer files
Decreed - the Shadowboxer files
Suspect - the Shadowboxer files
Nazi Nukes - a Shadowboxer story
Witchmas - a Marshal of Magic story
Witchmas Eve - a Marshal of Magic story
The Holy War
Evasion - Destruction Earth
