From the Vault.
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Last published Thu, Mar 23, 2017
Two men out of History, Brothers in Arms reunited two hundred years after Nuclear Fire ravaged the Earth. This is the story of Corporal James Campbell, and his new life in the post war Commonwealth. Though he has combat experience, the Commonwealth will challenge his resolve as never before.
For man had succeeded in destroying the world - but war, war never changes.
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