As in his Dogs of War novels, in Ironclads, Tchaikovsky deals with futuristic warfare and corporate greed.
As opposed to Dogs of War, this time I enjoyed myself. The viewpoint character is in the dark, but he is not naive. He is a grizzled vet and We don't have to listen to him figure things out so slowly.
This book sounded to me like playing with toy soldiers. It felt cliché, and somewhat hopeless. The world is slightly interesting but we barely get to hear about it, as we're following an Americans viewpoint for the entire thing.
Military Science fiction meets Saving Scion Speling in Corporate warfare run amok.
In the future the battlefields belong to both nations and corporations, and the rich heirs to the corporations command the best gear and technology. When one of the privileged elites goes missing with his high tech exo-suit, the grunts are set in on a rescue/discovery mission and the mayhem and madness ensues. At times laugh out loud funny, but mostly just gritty warfare, war is still hell unless it is your playground. Well worth the read for some of the supplemental characters.
I received an Advance Reader Copy from NetGalley and Rebellion Publishing / Solaris in exchange for an honest review.
