After being wounded in the Kloden Wildwood, Cherry is stuck without Ragniad or relief. With the war still waging, she soon finds that the only noise louder than the firefight is the groan of a dying Imperial left to bleed out between the lines.

A man sentenced to serve a fifty to eighty year term in the Imperial Prison Colony on Dosuun nears his five year mark-which brings his first visitation. But how much can you lose track of in five years?

Salinas loves Freesia in ways he's never loved another woman, but when Squad 7 is deployed to the Barious Desert, a run in with her people leaves him split between loyalty to his country and loyalty to his friend, and when changes to the ROE leave the Squad facing an enemy they can't shoot, he must face the prospect that his first kill of the war might be of a fellow Gallian.

In the summer of 1934, war is the last thing on most people's minds. But war is coming, and Gallia will use anybody it can to gear up-whether the people used know it or not. Before the first shots are fired, pretty faces kill more people than bullets. With an absent family and no real friends, one Gallian Girl becomes the face of propaganda-and risks falling prey herself.

After months of combat, Squad 7 is deployed to secure the area surrounding the Marberry beachhead. Suffering heavy losses, the veterans of the unit begin to feel the strain of battle and wonder if any of them will be left alive to see the war's end.

Freesia York lived her life footloose and fancy free, but when she's taken POW along with Wavy and Fina she finds herself detained and confined, and when rumors begin to circulate that the war in Gallia is already over the prisoners grow restless.

Everyone was dead. Everyone except for Varick. God had spared him that day, and God now lay next to him staring down the scope of a ZmSG98k 7.92mm bolt-action rifle. As it turned out, God was a First Lieutenant.