Poverty runs rampant and most of the planet has been damaged by pollution. The year is 2108 and Earth has become over populated. I really enjoyed this, and look forward to the later installments.Highly recommended.I bought this audiobook. Kloos is giving us real characters, in a world real enough to be grounded and believable, and different enough to be engaging, with people who have strengths and weaknesses. And when he gets his longed-for assignment in space, in circumstances that he wouldn't have chosen, we're about to learn how difficult and generally mundane life on a partially terraformed colony world is-when something no one expected happened, and things get really exciting.All of which could be a workaday, ordinary, somewhat interesting milsf story, except it's not. They promise to stay in touch.They actually do stay in touch.Andrew's first six months as a Territorial Army soldier are, to say the least, eventful, and we learn a lot about this future America and future Earth. The girlfriend he met in basic, Halley, on the other hand, is going to be a drop ship pilot in the Navy.
So he signs up.He wants one of the space services, Navy or Marines, but after basic, where he demonstrates a good tactical brain but no other promising military aptitudes, he's assigned to the Territorial Army. Five years of service will get him five years of banked pay at the end of it, and might get him a shot at a berth on a ship to an offworld colony. He wants out, and the only real option is enlistment in armed forces of the North American Confederacy. I don’t really want to trade the relative safety of the NNC and its autonomous oxygen supply for the air-deprived corridors on the other side of that access hatch, but there’s no way of knowing how much longer the Versailles is going to hold together.I really, really enjoyed this one.Andrew Grayson is eighteen years old, living in public housing with his mom, and eating the reconstituted protein that is food aid in this future. “Check the hatches with your hand before you open them,” I say, recalling the firefighting lessons from Navy Indoc. “I’d hate to open a hatch and get baked.” “Let’s hope your toy is right about that,” Halley says as she zips up the collar of her flight suit. We should be okay with the infrared from the NIFTIs. “Where are we going after we get the NIFTIs on?” We both laugh, even though we’re scared almost witless. If I faint, you’ll just have to drag me, you fierce combat grunt.”
Think you can hold your breath that long?” To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt: What reading level is Terms of Enlistment book?
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