It is the 1890s, and the Indian Wars have finally come to an end. Captain Mack Hawkins is ordered to take command of one of the first units of the recently organized U.S. Scouts. For the first time in American military history, these tribesmen are being allowed to enlist as fully-accepted soldiers i
Sabers West (A Long-Knives Western Book 2)
β Scribed by Andrews, Patrick E
- Book ID
- 108871862
- Publisher
- Piccadilly Publishing
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 232 KB
- Series
- Long-Knives Western 2
- Category
- Fiction
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β¦ Synopsis
At war's end, Guy Dubose β owning no skill except soldiering β joined up with the U.S. Army, donning the same Yankee blue he'd been lining up in his rifle sights for the last five bloody years. Quartered with society's lowliest at Fort Linden, the unreconstructed Rebel found himself in a whole other kind of shooting match, this time on the wild Texas frontier. But fighting was fighting, be his opponent Bluebelly or Redskin, and where the gunsmoke was the thickest was where Guy DuBose aimed to be.For Fort Linden's commander, Captain Gordon Blackburn, however, the lives of a few insignificant Johnny Rebs was a small price to pay for a seat behind a Washington desk. Either Sergeant DuBose and his misfits would earn their Captain a hero's reputation β or they'd end up watering down the Texas dust with their blood!
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