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All You Need Is Kill Novel

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All You Need Is Kill Novel

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Die Mimics greifen die Erde an und Schlachtfelder ziehen sich wie ein Flickenteppich über die Welt. Keji Kiriya ist Soldat und wurde ausgebildet, um die Angreifer zu töten. Er ist ein unerfahrener Kämpfer. Das Gefecht lähmt ihn, seine Sinne verlassen ihn, seine Bauchwunde bringt ihn um den Verstand und er stirbt … Plötzlich wacht er auf. Er erlebt den Tag wieder und wieder. Eine Zeitschleife beginnt, die Kiriya unterbrechen muss. Doch wie soll er das schaffen?
Herausgeber:
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All You Need Is Kill Novel - Hiroshi Sakurazaka

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Zehn Minuten nach Beginn des Gefechts ertrinken die Soldaten in ihrer eigenen Furcht. Man kann es sich vorstellen wie den Ort, an dem der stählerne Tod umherschwirrt. In der Ferne ist das tiefe, dumpfe Geräusch der abgefeuerten Kugeln zu hören. Ein Geräusch, das durch Mark und Bein geht. Geschosse, die in der Nähe an einem vorbeistreifen, geben einen hohen, schrillen Ton von sich. Mit einem ohrenbetäubenden, grellen Schrei kommt der Feind auf mich zugerannt. Ich schmeiße mich auf den Boden und werfe eine Ladung Staub in die Luft, als schon die nächste Kugel ein Loch in die Staubwolke bohrt. Von den unzähligen Geschossen, die den Himmel verdunkeln, reicht ein einziges aus, um ein fingergroßes Loch in den Körper eines Menschen zu reißen und ihn zu töten. Derjenige, der sich noch bis vor Kurzem bewegt, gelacht und Witze gerissen hat, wird im nächsten Augenblick zu einem lauwarmen Klumpen Fleisch. Der Tod kommt unerwartet. In Sekundenschnelle. Er kennt keine Gnade. Aber dennoch gehören diejenigen zu den Glücklichen, denen ohne Zeit zum Nachdenken ihr Leben genommen wird. Die meisten Soldaten ereilt ein qualvoller Tod in ihrer eigenen Blutlache mit zerschmetterten Knochen und zerfetzten Eingeweiden. Keuchend und voller Einsamkeit ersehnen sie im Dreck den Moment herbei, in dem sich der Tod von hinten anschleicht und seine eisigen Finger nach ihren Hälsen ausstreckt.

Der Himmel ist, selbst wenn er existiert, zweifellos ein Ort der Kälte.

Zweifellos ein Ort der Finsternis.

Zweifellos ein Ort der Einsamkeit.

Ich habe Angst. Mit erstarrter Fingerkuppe umklammere ich den Abzug, schieße mit glühenden Kugeln um mich und schlage den Tod in die Flucht. Vom Rückstoß rattert der Gewehrlauf. Dieses Rattern ist noch stärker als mein eigener Herzschlag. Die Seele eines Soldaten ruht nicht allein in seinem Körper. Sie ruht im Inneren seiner Waffe. Je länger das Gewehrfeuer andauert, desto mehr wird aus der Furcht, die noch bis vor Kurzem den eigenen Körper kontrollierte, allmählich Wut. Wut auf das Hauptquartier, das den Tee der Hilfsgüter verunreinigt. Fuck! Wut auf den Generalstab, der sich so eine beschissene Strategie ausdenkt. Fuck! Wut auf die Artillerie, die uns die Bombardierung der linken Front missgönnt. Fuck! Wut auf den Kameraden, der verreckt ist. Fuck! Und am meisten die Wut auf den beschissenen Feind, der nach meinem Leben trachtet! Spüre meine stählerne Wut! Alles, was sich bewegt, ist ein Feind. Verreckt doch alle! Hört endlich auf, euch zu bewegen! Aus meinem zusammengepressten Mund entweicht ein Stöhnen. Die Munition für mein 20-mm-Schnellschussgewehr, das pro Minute 450 Geschosse abfeuert, ist im Nu aufgebraucht. Was juckt's mich? Wenn ich sterbe, nützt mir auch mehr Munition nichts. Ich wechsle das Magazin.

»Nachladen!«

Die Kameraden, die meine Schreie hören und mir Rückendeckung geben könnten, sind schon längst gefallen und so laufen meine zerhackten Worte über Funk ins Leere. Ich ziehe den Abzug.

Den ersten Schuss, der von der feindlichen Linie abgefeuert wurde, bekam mein Kamerad Yonabaru voll ab. Das Speergeschoss des Feindes durchbohrte mühelos sein Exoskelett. An der Spitze des Geschosses, das seinen Körper durchdrang, klebte eine schleimige, nicht näher bestimmbare Flüssigkeit, die wie Öl oder Blut aussah. Yonabarus Exoskelett führte noch circa zehn Sekunden einen gruseligen letzten Tanz auf und kam dann zum Stillstand. Einen Sanitätssoldaten zu rufen war sinnlos. Unter seiner Brust klaffte ein zwei Zentimeter großer Hohlraum, der bis zum Rücken reichte. Das von der Wucht des Aufpralls ungleichmäßige Einschussloch in dem Exoskelett glühte noch von der Reibungswärme und orangefarbene Flammen tanzten züngelnd drum herum. Seit Eröffnung des Feuers war noch keine Minute vergangen. Auch wenn er mich bei jeder Gelegenheit hatte spüren lassen, dass er der Ranghöhere von uns beiden war, und er sich einen Spaß gemacht hatte, anderen die Täter aus Kriminalromanen zu verraten, war er dennoch kein so schlechter Mensch gewesen, dass er es verdient hätte zu sterben.

Genau wie meine 145 Kameraden gehöre auch ich zur 17. Kompanie des dritten Bataillons des zwölften gepanzerten Infanterieregiments der Division 301. Gemeinsam kämpfen wir an der Nordspitze der Kotoiushi-Insel. Nachdem uns der Transporthelikopter an Land gebracht hatte, lautete unsere Mission, den hinteren linken Teil der feindlichen Stellung zu umgehen und all diejenigen zu vernichten, die vor dem direkten Angriff an der Front nach hinten flohen. Und trotzdem starb Yonabaru vor der eigentlichen Schlacht. Es war ein Überraschungsangriff. Ich frage mich, ob er es ohne Schmerzen ins Jenseits geschafft hat. Als ich zu mir kam, standen meine Gruppe und ich in der Mitte des Schlachtfelds. Sowohl Freund als auch Feind feuerten in unsere Richtung ihre Geschosse ab. Alles was ich hörte, waren Schreie, Gejammer und das Wort Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Immerzu nur dieses Wort. Verdammt. Der Zugführer war schon bald tot. Auch der leitende Feldwebel fiel ziemlich schnell. Die Rotorengeräusche des Rettungshelikopters waren nicht mehr zu hören. Sämtliche Kommunikation kam zum Stillstand. Meine Gruppe floh in alle Richtungen. Ich habe nur überlebt, weil ich auf dem Boden lag, als Yonabaru erschossen wurde. Während sich alle unerschrocken in den Kampf stürzten, kauerte ich mich hinter den Trümmern eines Exoskeletts zusammen und versteckte mich. Die mobilen Exoskelette, die den kompletten Körper der Soldaten bedecken, bestehen aus zusammengesetzten Panzerplatten, mit denen sich Japan in der ganzen Welt brüstet. Wenn ein Exoskelett allein nicht ausreicht, konnte vielleicht ein zweites die feindlichen Kugeln von mir fernhalten, so meine naive Hoffnung. Ich betete, dass irgendwann einfach alle verschwinden würden, solange ich den Feind nicht anschauen und mich nur lang genug verstecken würde. Ja verdammt! Ich war verängstigt.

Ich bin ein Rekrut, der gerade frisch von der Kadettenschule kommt. Auch wenn ich weiß, wie man ein Maschinengewehr oder einen Bolzenrammer bedient, habe ich dennoch keine Ahnung, wie genau ich mich verhalten muss, um zu überleben. Ich weiß gerade mal, dass eine Kugel abgefeuert wird, sobald ich den Abzug drücke. Peng! Aber wann genau ich schießen muss, um den Feind zu treffen, oder wohin ich zielen muss, um einer Belagerung zu entfliehen – von den wirklich nützlichen Dingen auf dem Schlachtfeld habe ich nicht die leiseste Ahnung. Erneut zischt eine feindliche Kugel knapp an meinem Kopf vorbei. Ich schmecke Blut. Der Geschmack von Eisen. Er zeigt mir, dass ich noch immer am Leben bin. Unter meinen Handschuhen bekomme ich schwitzige Hände. Mein Exoskelett vibriert und signalisiert mir, dass ich gerade noch so lebe. Es riecht nach Maschinenöl. Durch den beschädigten Filter dringt der üble Geruch von draußen herein. Der Gestank, den die feindliche Leiche verströmt, erinnert mich an den Geruch von zerriebenen Blättern.

Seit einiger Zeit fehlt mir vom Bauch abwärts jegliches Gefühl. Die Wunde, die hätte schmerzen sollen, spüre ich nicht. Ich bin mir nicht sicher, ob das gute oder schlechte Nachrichten sind. Man sagt, dass Schmerzen ein Beweis dafür sind, dass man noch lebt. Jedenfalls kommt es mir entgegen, dass ich mich nicht darum kümmern muss, dass ich mich gerade im Exoskelett einpinkle. Von den Brennstoffgranaten hab ich keine mehr übrig. In meinem 20-mm-Gewehr sind nur noch 26 Schuss. In fünf Sekunden wird das Magazin leer sein. Den Raketenwerfer, für den jeder Soldat mit drei Schuss ausgestattet wurde, habe ich irgendwo verloren, bevor ich ihn abfeuern konnte. Meine Helmkamera ist schwer beschädigt, meine Panzerung am linken Arm halb zerstört und bei vollem Einsatz läge meine Kampfkraft bei 42 Prozent. Dass der Bolzenrammer an meiner linken Schulter unbeschadet ist, grenzt an ein Wunder. Der Bolzenrammer ist eine Nahkampfwaffe, bei der durch Sprengstoff ein Bolzen aus Wolframkarbid abgeschossen wird. Er kommt nur zum Einsatz, wenn der Gegner in unmittelbarer Reichweite ist. Die mit Pulver geladenen Patronenhülsen haben allesamt die Größe einer Faust. Das einzige Material, das diesem Baby standhalten kann, ist die Frontpanzerung eines Panzerwagens. Das Bolzenmagazin fasst nur 20 Schuss und als ich diese Zahl zum ersten Mal hörte, dachte ich, dass jeder, der im Kampf alle 20 Bolzen abgefeuert hat, unweigerlich sterben müsse. Anscheinend ist dem nicht so. An Bolzen bleiben mir noch vier übrig. 16 habe ich schon verschossen, wovon 15 bestimmt ins Leere gingen. Vielleicht auch alle 16. Das Bild auf meinem beschädigten Blickfelddisplay ist verzerrt. Diese Verzerrung bedeutet einen toten Winkel. Ich merke nicht mal, ob sich vor mir ein Feind versteckt. Es heißt, wenn man sich erst mal an das Exoskelett gewöhnt habe, könne man auch ohne Helmkamera mitbekommen, was unmittelbar um einen herum passiert. Für den Kampf ist das Sehvermögen allein nicht ausschlaggebend. Die Schwingungen eines Angriffs, die durch die Schichten von Metall und Keramik zum Körper vordringen. Die Art und Weise, wie man den Abzug loslässt. All das, was man unter seinen Füßen wahrnimmt. Indem sie unzählige Werte auf den Messinstrumenten auswerten, können lang erprobte Soldaten das Kampfgeschehen um sich herum erfassen. Ich allerdings kann das nicht. Als Rekrut, der zum ersten Mal auf dem Schlachtfeld steht, habe ich von nichts eine Ahnung.

Ich atme aus. Ich atme ein.

Modriger Schweißgestank steigt mir in die Nase. Ich hasse diesen Geruch. Wie gern würde ich mir den Rotz abwischen, der mir aus der Nase läuft. Ich schaue auf die Uhr am Rand meines Displays. Seit Beginn der Schlacht sind 61 Minuten vergangen. Was zur Hölle! Es fühlt sich so an, als würde ich seit drei Monaten ununterbrochen kämpfen. Ich blicke mich in alle Richtungen um und balle meine Fäuste unter den Handschuhen. »Verschwende nicht unnötig deine Energie!«, sage ich zu mir selbst. »Die Kugel dringt sonst nur noch tiefer ein!« Ein Schatten huscht an mir vorbei. Es bleibt keine Zeit, mein Dopplerradar zu checken, also schieße ich einfach drauflos. Mit einem lauten Knall wirbelt eine Staubwolke auf.

Obwohl die Kugeln des Feindes herbeifliegen, als wollten sie die Luft zerreißen, zerplatzen meine auf wundersame Weise auf dem anvisierten Ziel, als wäre eine höhere Macht am Werk. Für unsere Gewehre sei das normal, sagten uns die Ausbilder in der Kadettenschule. Aber ist das dem Feind gegenüber nicht unfair, wenn er unsere Projektile nicht mal fliegen hört? Wäre es nicht gerecht, wenn sowohl wir als auch unser Feind, sobald wir den Atem des Todes in der Nähe spüren, den Kugeln ausweichen könnten?

Andererseits ist es aber auch nicht gesagt, dass der außerirdische Feind bei den Schreien, die seinen Tod bedeuten könnten, dieselbe Furcht empfindet wie wir. Wir, die United Defense Force, haben Monster als Feinde. Wir Menschen nennen sie die Mimics. Aber egal wie sie auch heißen, Feind bleibt Feind. Verreckt! Ich habe keine Munition mehr. Im hellbraunen Dunst hebt sich die Silhouette eines rundlichen Wesens ab. Es ist kleiner als ein Mensch und geht ungefähr bis zur Schulter eines Exo-Soldaten. Wenn man den Menschen mit einer senkrechten Stange vergleicht, sehen die Mimics aus wie Fässer, an denen insgesamt vier kurze Arme und Beine und ein Schwanz befestigt sind. Wir sagen immer, dass sie aussehen wie die aufgedunsene Wasserleiche eines Frosches, der auf zwei Beinen steht. Biologisch betrachtet scheinen sie aber den Seesternen näher zu sein. Da sie ein kleineres Ziel als wir Menschen abgeben, sind sie schwieriger zu treffen, besitzen aber gleichzeitig mehr Masse als wir. Wenn man eines dieser irrsinnig großen Fässer, die die Amerikaner für die Herstellung ihres Bourbons benutzen, bis zum Anschlag mit nassem Sand füllt, bekommt man in etwa das Gewicht dieser Viecher. Diese Dichte ist für uns Säugetiere, die wir zu 70 Prozent aus Wasser bestehen, nicht zu erreichen. Schon bei der kleinsten Berührung ihrer kurzen Arme wird der menschliche Körper mühelos in Fetzen gerissen. Die Speergeschosse, die sie über eine Öffnung namens Eruptionsloch aus ihrem Körper schießen, haben die gleiche Einschlagskraft wie die Kugeln einer 40-mm-Maschinenkanone. Wir verkriechen uns in unseren mobilen Exoskeletten, die maschinell unsere Muskelkraft erhöhen, und nehmen wie ein Igel unsere Abwehrposition ein, während uns die fortschrittlichste Panzerung beschützt, welche die Wissenschaft hervorgebracht hat. So stehen wir den Mimics mit unserem Kampfanzug gegenüber, der nicht mal einen Kratzer davontrüge, wenn eine Schrotflinte aus nächster Nähe abgefeuert werden würde. Und dennoch sind die Mimics uns bei Weitem überlegen. Wenn man einen Mimic vor sich hat, bleibt die Angst aus, die man spüren würde, wenn man zufällig auf einen Bären trifft oder von einem Tiger angestarrt wird. Mimics bellen nicht und sehen nicht Furcht einflößend aus. Sie breiten auch nicht ihre Flügel aus, um sich selbst größer wirken zu lassen. Sie machen einfach nur mechanisch Jagd auf uns Menschen. In dem Augenblick fühle ich mich wie eine streunende Katze, die mitten auf der Straße einen Lastwagen auf sich zurollen sieht und wartet, bis die Reifen sie erwischen. Ich kann nicht verstehen, warum so etwas mir passieren muss.

Ich habe keine Munition mehr.

Mutter, ich werde sterben.

Auf diesem beschissenen Schlachtfeld. Auf dieser abgelegenen Insel habe ich keine Kameraden, keine Freunde, keine Familie und niemanden, den ich liebe. Ich habe nur meine Qual, meine Angst und die Scheiße, mit der ich mich einsaue. Und ich kann nicht mal meine letzte Waffe ziehen, die mir noch bleibt, als der Feind mich erblickt und auf mich zugerannt kommt. Es scheint, als hätte mich zusammen mit meiner letzten Munition auch mein Kampfgeist verlassen.

Der Mimic kommt immer näher.

Ich spüre den Atem des Todes an meinem Ohr.

Der Tod erscheint auf meinem Display.

Ich kann ihn sehen.

Der Tod ist von oben bis unten rot gefärbt. Auch seine Sense, die zwei Meter groß erscheint, leuchtet blutrot. Sie sieht eher aus wie eine Kriegsaxt. Während wir und unser Feind uns in Camouflage gekleidet haben, steht der Tod da und glitzert in alle Richtungen metallisch rot. Er bewegt sich noch schneller fort als die Mimics. Mit seinen tiefroten Beinen tritt er nach mir und zerquetscht mein Exoskelett. Mir bleibt die Luft weg und aus unten wird oben. Mein blutiger Auswurf lässt die Alarmleuchten auf meinem Display zur Hälfte rötlich erscheinen. Da detoniert mein Bolzenrammer. Mehr als zehn Meter werde ich in die Luft geschleudert. Meine Rückenpanzerung schrammt über den Boden. Verkehrt herum komme ich zum Stillstand.

Der Tod schwingt seine Kriegsaxt.

Der schrille Ton, der entsteht, wenn etwas Robustes mit Gewalt aufgeschlitzt wird. Wie der Nachhall der Bremsen eines Zuges, der eine Notbremsung macht.

Die Stachelhaut des Mimics fliegt davon.

Mit nur einem Schlag.

Mit nur einem Schlag wird der Mimic außer Gefecht gesetzt. Aus der Schnittfläche rieselt grauer Sand. Beide Körperhälften zucken noch jeweils einen Moment nervös vor sich hin. Jahrelang haben wir unsere menschliche Intelligenz in Waffen investiert, um dem Feind auch nur einen Kratzer zufügen zu können, und dann kommt dieser Todesengel mit einer barbarischen Kriegsaxt daher, die vor Tausenden von Jahren gebraucht wurde, und schlachtet den Feind einfach so ab. Gemächlich dreht sich der Tod um. Auf meinem Display, das von lauter roten Alarmmeldungen nur so wimmelt, blinkt plötzlich ein grünes Licht auf. Das Symbol zeigt eine neue Nachricht eines meiner Kameraden an.

»… passiert, aber … Verstanden?«

Es ist eine weibliche Stimme. Aufgrund des starken Rauschens verstehe ich sie nicht gut. Ich kann nicht aufstehen. Meine lädierten Muskeln und mein Exoskelett haben alle Hände voll zu tun, meinen Körper wieder richtig herum zu drehen. Als ich genauer hinsehe, ist der Tod kein Bote der Unterwelt, sondern ein Exo-Soldat genau wie ich. Von mir unterscheidet er sich darin, dass er statt mit einem Bolzenrammer mit einer groben Kriegsaxt ausgestattet ist. Und dass auf seiner Medaille an seiner Schulter nicht JP, sondern US steht. Und dass sein Panzer in einem strahlenden Metallrot glänzt, statt das übliche Camouflage-Muster aufzuweisen, das aussieht, als hätte man Kaffee im Sand verschüttet.

Die Gerüchte über sie sind mir bekannt.

Es ist die Kampfhündin des Schlachtfelds.

Eine Kriegsvernarrte, die auf der Suche nach Kämpfen um die ganze Welt reist. Man hört auch, dass die Hälfte der von Menschenhand erlegten Mimics auf das Konto der US Special Forces geht, dem sie angehört. Wenn sie immer in diesem provozierenden Outfit kämpft und auch noch jede Schlacht überlebt, könnte man sie vermutlich wirklich einen Todesengel nennen. Mit der Kriegsaxt in der Hand kommt sie in ihrer tiefroten Kampfrüstung auf mich zu. Sie legt ihre Hand auf meine Schulter und sucht nach einer Öffnung. Die Kontaktverbindung wird aufgebaut. »Ich will dich was fragen.« Ihre Stimme höre ich deutlich und klar. Wenn ich an ihre zwei Meter große Kriegsaxt und den Kampf denke, der gerade vor mir stattgefunden hat, kommt mir ihre Stimme unerwartet hoch vor.

»In einem Buch las ich, dass der Grüntee, der in Restaurants in Japan nach dem Essen serviert wird, kostenlos ist. Stimmt das?«

Der aus dem Mimic gerieselte Transmissionssand tanzt im Wind. Vereinzelt dringt Gewimmer an mein Ohr und in der Ferne fliegen noch immer die Geschosse durch die Luft. Ich bin auf dem Schlachtfeld. Der Ort, an dem Yonabaru, Kommandeur Yuge und alle Kameraden aus meinem Zug krepierten, ich meine komplette stählerne Munition verschoss, mich im Exoskelett sowohl einpinkelte als auch schiss und in einem Sumpf aus Schlamm und Blut auf allen vieren umherkrabbelte. »Einmal ist mir was Schlimmes passiert, als ich eine Aussage aus einem Buch für bare Münze genommen habe. Seitdem habe ich mir angewöhnt, mich lieber bei den Ortsansässigen zu erkundigen.« Ungeachtet dessen, was passiert war, plappert diese Frau mit einem unbeschwerten Ton weiter, als würde sie gerade auf der Straße mit einem Nachbarn ein Schwätzchen halten. Du redest von Grüntee nach dem Essen, während Leute dabei sind, in ihrer eigenen Scheiße zu verrecken? Du trittst die Leute um dich herum und dann redest du plötzlich von Grüntee? Was zur Hölle geht bloß in dir vor? Ich will mit einer spöttischen Bemerkung antworten, bringe aber keinen Ton heraus. Mein Mund hat vergessen, wie er die Worte artikulieren soll, die mein Hirn gelernt hat. Meine Beschimpfungen laufen in meiner Kehle ins Leere.

»In Romanen tut der Autor offenbar so, als hätte er eine Ahnung von Dingen, die er selbst noch nie erlebt hat. Nun, das war jedenfalls mein Eindruck von Schriftstellern, die Kriegsliteratur verfassen. Hey, schluck mal deine Spucke runter! Und nimm den Finger vom Abzug! Atme mal tief durch!« Ich tue, was sie mir befiehlt. Nur langsam fließt das Blut, das mir in den Kopf gestiegen war, wieder zurück in meinen Unterkörper. Ich weiß nicht warum, aber irgendwie vermögen ihre Worte, mich zu beruhigen. Dann kehren die Bauchschmerzen zurück, die ich die ganze Zeit vergessen habe. Mein Exoskelett vibriert, da es die Krämpfe meiner Muskeln als Signal wahrnimmt. Es ähnelt dem Tanz, den Yonabaru kurz vor seinem Tod aufführte.

»Hast du Schmerzen?«

»I… Ist

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  • (4/5)
    Keiji Kiriya is a raw recruit in the Japanese arm of the United Defence Force battling against the alien invasion and we join him on the eve of his first battle and stay with him until his death. Along the way he meets Rita Vrataski, aka Full Metal Bitch, most famous warrior on Earth but even she can’t save him as she’s only hanging around to recover his mech suit battery. Unlike most of the raw recruits who die in their opening encounter, Keiji’s death triggers a time-loop and he once again awakens on the eve of the fight. When it happens again he discounts his initial dream theory and sets about trying to learn what he can about what’s happening to him. Can Keiji break the loop and what’s Rita’s involvement in all of this?The author acknowledges the inspiration of playing video games lies deeply at the core of this short military sci-fi novel. The main protagonist (Keiji) or player learns to get better in either of two main ways. Either by figuring out how the enemy react on each successive run through from his own experiences up to his death or by watching another player (Rita) who’s already mastered some of the techniques needed to survive and get to the next level. The development of the main character is handled well as is the timing for the interjection of Rita’s back-story. For those who’ve seen the movie Edge of Tomorrow that are wondering if it’s worth picking up the book then I would say there’s enough differences between the two, especially the ending, to justify giving it a go. Maybe just don’t read/watch them back-to back.
  • (4/5)
    See full review @ The Indigo Quill

    All you need is kill is a very short military sci-fi novel written by Hiroshi Sakurazaka. It follows the strange phenomenon encountered by a young soldier named Kiriya Keiji on his first day of battling the alien menace known as the Mimics. After killing a strange looking mimic and consequently dying, he wakes up in bed 30 hours prior, thinking it was all a dream. After dying again and waking up in the same place, he realizes something is wrong. Every time he dies, he just wakes up the morning before and re-lives the worst day of his life until he can finally stop dying. It has been described as, “Groundhog Day with guns” but other than the time loop, this book has a story, setting and feeling all its own.

    It reads like you’re watching a very well made anime. The imagery is spot on and the characters are interesting and well fleshed out. Kiriya’s evolution through the story, and his relationship with the mysterious Rita Vrataski (a fellow soldier who has become a legend) are all very well done and interesting to read. The alien menace is extremely unique in both their design, and function. I always struggle to find something new in sci-fi when everything seems to be composed of the same tropes over and over again. It was nice to find an interesting reworking of the tired old, “alien invasion of earth in the near future” thing.

    As a huge sci-fi fan, it isn’t every day that I read something that I don’t feel I’ve read before in one way or another. It was with much surprise then, when I found myself unable to put this book down. The world seemed very believable as an apocalyptic scenario of the not so distant future. The aliens were a threat to behold and our technology was advanced, but not enough to give us a leg up on our mollusk-like foe. A mollusk with conductive sand for blood that shoots huge spears out of its body faster than a bullet and terraforms the earth by eating soil and excreting toxins isn’t something you run across every day. The time loops were amazing, and the effect they had on the character and the story were extremely well thought out, to the point where they become Kiriya’s superpower and the bane of his existence.
  • (5/5)
    I really don't remember exactly when and where I first heard about Hiroshi Sakurazaka's All You Need Is Kill but after I did it seemed to keep popping up everywhere I looked. It was even picked up by Warner Brothers to make into a live-action film. All You Need Is Kill was originally published in Japan as a light novel in 2004. The English edition, translated by Alexander O. Smith, was one of the very first books to be released by Viz Media's Haikasoru imprint in 2009. I haven' read much military science fiction but All You Need Is Kill certainly is that, complete with alien intelligence and battle suits. What particularly caught my interest in the novel was that the main character, Keiji Kiriya, dies during his first battle only to wake up in his bunk thirty hours before over and over again.The battle on Kotoiushi Island would be pivotal in humanity's war with the Mimics. If lost, the rest of Japan would follow, along with the technology that made it possible to fight against the constantly evolving invading force. Keiji is a Jacket jockey in the United Defense Force's 301st Armored Infantry Division which was sent to reinforce the island. He doesn't even make it through his first battle. Or his second. Or his third. Somehow stuck in a time-loop he is forced to live and die in the same battle again and again. The only thing he can do is learn to fight a little better and hope to survive a little longer each time. Rita Vrataski, member of the U.S. Army Special Forces, has killed more Mimics than any other person in the world. Known as the Full Metal Bitch, not that anyone would call her that to her face, she is formidable, efficient, and scary as hell on the battlefield. She is also one of the last hopes remaining to end the war and may be the only person who can help Keiji escape his fate.Although All You Need Is Kill is primarily entertainment and not overly serious, Sakurazaka still works in some environmental, technological, and social commentary. At least for me, the story also had a convincing emotional impact. Repeatedly living through the horrors of war, your own death, and the death of your friends and those around you changes a person and Sakurazaka captures this quite well. I like Keiji a lot and was most interested in his story, told in the first person. The third quarter of the book, written in the third person, focuses on Rita and the background of the war with the Mimics. While interesting and certainly important, especially in understanding Rita and her history, I still looked forward to getting back to Keiji. Which is not to say that I didn't like Rita, because I did. I liked most of the secondary characters as well; Keiji's bunk-mate and veteran Yonabaru in particular amused me as much as he tended to annoy others in his platoon. I also appreciated the fact that not everyone was assumed to be straight (although pretty much all of them were.)The translation Smith has done for All You Need Is Kill is great--it's straightforward with a good flow that hits hard and fast. There is also a nice use of repeated phrases to emphasize the time-loop that Keiji's stuck in. The original light novel was illustrated by Yoshitoshi ABe and it's a pity that none of his art was included in the Haikasoru edition beyond the cover--I really would have liked to have seen more of his work. I enjoyed All You Need Is Kill even more than I was expecting to and was impressed by how much action and story Sakurazaka was able to fit into such a relatively short work (it comes in at just under 200 pages.) I'm really looking forward to picking up his only other work currently available in English, also released through Haikasoru, Slum Online.Experiments in Reading
  • (5/5)
    Awesome read. And what's not to love about a book featuring the chapters in a flow chart?
  • (5/5)
    Military. Science Fiction. Groundhog Day.
  • (3/5)
    There's no denying that the plot of All You Need is Kill is clever and iconic… but there's also no denying that the whole thing was executed far better in the screen adaptation, The Edge of Tomorrow. The writing here is just not very good at all, coming across as a hybrid of fanfic and game-box description. And honestly, had I not seen the movie (which, while quite different overall, keeps the book's mechanics in place) I think I'd be plenty confused about just what precisely happened plot-wise. See the movie instead.
  • (2/5)
    While an interesting premise, the ending felt abrupt, and the pseudo-science explanation lacked rationale.
  • (4/5)
    A fast-paced, action-packed and sometimes thought-provoking novel about a soldier caught in a time loop. What would you do if you had to fight the same battle every day?
  • (5/5)
    Wow what a rush this book is. From start to finish this book is non-stop. In a world slowly being overrun by monstrous creatures known as Mimics the United Defense Force fights back. This is Groundhog Day meets Starship Troopers with a touch of Mechwarrior.

    Keiji Kiriya is new recruit about to enter his first battle only to get killed. Then wake up the previous day. And so the cycle goes and over "time" Keiji learns more about the enemy and how to fight it, especially by watching the world's greatest soldier, American Rita Vrataski, the Full Metal Bitch.

    I won't say more about the story as it's not a long book and it's best to find it out yourself. There isn't a dull moment and it leaves you wanting more, but in a good way. Read it before Tom Cruise makes a horrible movie adaptation and makes you wish you'd never heard of it.
  • (2/5)
    The idea is very interesting, but the execution of the story's repetitive structure drags.The protaganist, Keiji Kiyira, is a Japanese soldier barely out of his teens who enlisted after he and his girlfriend break up. During his first battle, Keiji is killed by the starfish-like alien race du jour (Highly adaptable alien microbes were sent throughout the universe to make whatever planets they found habitable for an unknown alien species. On earth, these microbes began producing chemicals that turned the sea into a sludge toxic to humans but amenable to their creators. The microbes also mutated some starfish they encountered in order to eradicate the planet's most problematic native species: humans). However, rather than staying dead, Keiji awakens earlier that morning, and most of the book is spent following him as he replays the same day over and over trying to figure why. Along the way he hones his warrior skills in an attempt to prevent his death in battle and hopefully escape the time loop. Some stuff happens in the second half of the book to do with a female US soldier called the Full Metal Bitch and time traveling aliens, but explaining it would be A) difficult and confusing and B) totally spoilerish. Also, everyone has the typical space marine mecha suit that has infected military sci fi lately.There are a lot of interesting ideas here from the alien microbe thing to the time traveling alien messages, but there are some major issues with clarity and characterization. I think that some of it can be attributed to this being a bad translation.Also, I can't believe this is being made into a movie starring Tom Cruise! WHAT?!
  • (5/5)
    An awesome short read. This Sci-fi novel is an end of the world kind of scenario, with Alien Terraformers, time loops, and light Japanese mecha; What is not to like? This book was also the inspiration for "Edge of Tomorrow" staring Tom Cruise.
  • (5/5)
    I saw the movie Edge of Tomorrow this past summer, which was based on this book. The movie was fucking awesome, so I absolutely had to read this book. The book didn't have quite the Hollywood happy ending as the movie, but it did have an ending that made a bit more sense.

    Often times, when I read a book after seeing the movie, I quit reading halfway through, because fuck, I know what's going to happen. Why bother? Well, with this book, I had no fucking clue what was going to happen, because it was that much different from the movie. I mean, the basic ideas are the same. Guy kills an alien which puts him in a time loop, so every time he dies, he comes back to life at the same point in time, like Groundhog Day. But there were so many differences in the details, that it was still a compelling page turner.

    This book is about a war with invading aliens. And about a man who doesn't want to have anything to do with the war. But he is thrust into it, by his superiors. He knows that going into battle would be a death sentence, because he isn't a fucking soldier, goddamnit. He's a fucking paper-pusher. He doesn't know how to fight.

    He is sent into battle, anyway. Because to the marines, he is just cannon fodder. He's just another expendable body to throw at the aliens. Somehow, he survives the battle, after executing a bomb, that he was sure would kill him, and the attacking alien. But it turns out, that it didn't actually kill him. Instead, it sent him into a time loop. He's back at the base, being introduced to the Sergeant, once again.

    So, he ends up going into battle, over and over. Dying, over and over. Until he meets a woman who trains him to fight. She trains him to use the time loop, to stop the alien invasion.

    I can't recommend this book enough. And the movie. The movie was great, even with that psycho weirdo Tom Cruise. Both the book, and the movie are non-stop action. Compelling, and not predictable, at all. There. I'm done with the ball washing. I can only drool so much, goddamnit.
  • (4/5)
    This is one story with three titles. The original Japanese light novel is All You Need is Kill. The theatrical release starring Tom Cruise was called Edge of Tomorrow, and the version released on DVD, Blue-ray, and streaming was Live, Die, Repeat.My interest in the movie was initially piqued because of the D-Day inspired trailer, and because I had greatly enjoyed Tom Cruise's competent performance in his previous sci-fi movie, Oblivion. I didn't get a chance to see the movie in theatres, so I picked it up on Blu-ray when it came out.By that time, the title of the movie had changed. The re-branding of the movie with the tagline from the theatrical release did not dampen my enjoyment of what turned out to be a war movie blended with the essence of almost all videogames: infinite lives. It is really the combination that makes this movie interesting. Matching up with the trailer, this is a grunt's eye view of war. Confusion, regret, and death barely kept in check with black humor. The idea that war is hell has been done better elsewhere; what is really horrifying is the idea that you have to live out that last, awful day of your life, over, and over, and over.At least, until you figure out that death is never final [although it is inevitable], and you can do whatever you want with no repercussions. Much like Bill Murray's cynical weatherman in Groundhog Day, Cruise's dilettantish REMF Major Cage travels through disbelief to despair to acceptance to something like grace. Dying seems to have been the best thing that ever happened to Major Cage. Cruise does a good everyman performance, saying and doing the things most of us fear we would do if trapped in a horrible situation, but ultimately turning into something like the best version of himself after getting unlimited chances to rectify all his mistakes.The movie was well-done, the central conceit turned out to be thought-provoking [at least for me], and I found the characterization plausible. Not bad for a movie that seemed to be inspired by videogames. It has long been true that all movies based on videogames are bad. It is also true that most videogames based on movies are bad. The kinds of stories you tell in the two forms of entertainment differ markedly, particularly in that videogames are supposed to be repetitive. If the hero fails in his quest, you just respawn and try again. Finding a way to turn this into an interesting narrative was quite an achievement. Even more so, when I discovered the movie was based on a light novel by Hiroshi Sakurazaka.Thus, it is even more remarkable that this game mechanic turned story mechanism survived the transition to the screen, because novels and movies also are forced to tell their stories in different ways. To successfully blend the novel and the videogame, and to then successfully adapt that to the kind of story that Hollywood does best, deserves praise.Despite pulling in as much money as blockbuster movies do, videogames have almost no effect on the wider society. This has been changing, slowly. Wreck-It Ralph is the best videogame movie ever made, but to say that risks damning the movie with faint praise. I'm starting to see more videogame references in other kinds of media, but perhaps this is just a Kuhnian revolution where all the old guard are dying off, and the new content producers just find videogames a natural part of their life.Perhaps another reason for all this is popular entertainment is converging in on a common point. Many big movies now have a novelization [sometimes a new one is created even when it was based on a novel!], and if it is an action or sci-fi movie, also a videogame tie-in. If you can market some toys and other merchandise too, all the better. From a production point of view, it makes sense to tell stories in a way that makes it easier to generate all that valuable ancillary content.Sakurazaka's novel fits into that paradigm in a very Japanese way. Light novels, as the name implies, are disposable popular entertainment marketed to young adults. Popular light novels are illustrated or animated, serving as the farm team for content generation in the Japanese market. This one was popular enough to be optioned by Hollywood, and it gives us a good case study for how different media and different markets produce subtle differences.The basic story in the novel is much the same as the movie. Unstoppable alien monsters. A hopeless war. Mechanized infantry are the last hope for humanity. A soldier trapped endlessly in a fight against unstoppable hordes. Sakurazaka's book was very traditional military sci-fi. Lots of salt of the earth soldiering, and no visibility to the grand schemes of the brass. Unlike Cruise's Major Cage, Sakurazaka'a protagonist was a plain old grunt, Private Kiriya, fresh out of boot. Even in translation, the book is very Japanese. The idioms, the expectations of the soldiers, even the kinds of women they dream about, different from an American, or even a western novel of the same type.Also, the ending is different. My editorial policy is to discuss the ending of any story without warning, but here is your spoiler warning regardless. While I think the ending has much of the same spirit in the American movie as in the Japanese book, the critical difference is that the book goes for the tragic ending while the movie goes for the happy one. What they have in common is that each ending upends the idea of infinite lives in a videogame, where the enemies keep doing the same thing over and over while you learn more and more, and posits an enemy that has exactly the same experience you do, and learns with every iteration.The whole thing almost ends up where it began, with everything coming down to one climactic battle, much like it would in a world were you couldn't rewind time back to before you died. The crucial difference between book and movie is how this all plays out for the protagonist and his friends. Up until the very end, I liked the book better than the movie. It was harder sci-fi, with better military know-how and better science. But at the end, Hollywood demonstrated why it makes so much money worldwide. They know the human heart better, and that made all the difference.Tragedy has its place, but it takes greater strength of character to insist that it really will turn out well in the end.
  • (4/5)
    I'm not sure when it started but I've developed a guilty pleasure for Military Sci-Fi.

    I was originally drawn to this story because it is the basis of the Tom Cruise film due for release later this year. The concept is rather simple: A soldier is forced to relive the same day of battle over and over, trying to find a way to break the loop. That kind of idea that really appealed to my psyche!

    Initially, it appeared that there would be no real reason behind the loops, but the authors explanation I found to be really quite interesting and creative.

    At a mere 200 pages, the story really skips along quite fast and the author does a really good job of highlighting the repetitive nature of the experience without bogging the story down in minutiae.

    Reading the story without the original illustrations I imagine lessens the experience somewhat, but I've never been into comics or Manga anyway.

    Overall, this is quite a simple story told well. If there was a disappointment it's that the entire story essentially inhabits one room (i.e. that one battle). With some an intriguing set up, you never find out ultimately what happens in the end.

    This is a solid three and a half story, so I'll round it up to 4.

    I really enjoyed this brisk read. Really worthwhile if you have a free 3 evenings.
  • (4/5)
    A hero trapped in a time loop, repeating his last 30 hours of life. A tried and true premise.

    In regards to the plot, I felt that it started out strong. The mystery was what got me to turn the pages, and it was the search for the answer to why our protagonist was stuck in this loop that kept me going. Frankly, I did find the first half of the novel much more interesting than the later half. Maybe it was the mystery of not knowing what was happening, and trying to guess why. As the story progresses, the author spends quite a bit of time telling instead of showing, and I think that's where it started to lose some of its magic.

    Character development, likewise, suffered the same fate as the plot development. I felt that there was a slow and stable growth in the first half of the story, but as we got more exposition of Rita's backstory, as well as the history of the war, the characters again started to loose their steady growth.

    I thought it was a great book overall. It's a pretty quick read...it only took me a day during a long car trip to finish it up.
  • (5/5)
    Pros: great sense of perspective, deals cleverly with repeating daysCons: starts in the middle of the action so it’s harder to get a grasp of the situationWhen Keiji Kiriya dies in his first battle with the alien Mimics he doesn’t expect to wake up the previous morning as if those days were just a dream. He quickly realizes that time is repeating and decides to train hard and become a great Jacket jockey like Rita Vrataski, aka the Valkyrie, aka the Full Metal Bitch.This novel was the basis for the film Edge of Tomorrow, which I thought was really well done. Sure, the ending didn’t make much sense, but it was a fun film. The ending in the book is different, and does make sense.You get point of view chapters from both Keiji and, later on, Rita, which help put you into the action and understand why those two act the way they do. They’re interesting characters, with a lot of supporting characters around them that you get to know fairly well.There’s enough exposition to understand the armoured suits the soldiers wear (the Jackets) and the alien menace, but beyond that there are only snippets here and there about how the world has coped with the war and how Keiji and Rita ended up enlisting.While a few days are heavily detailed, the majority are skipped outright, giving you a good impression of time passing and Keiji learning how to fight without becoming boring or repetitive.It’s an action packed story that’s also a quick read at just under 200 pages.
  • (5/5)
    I am a sucker for time loop themed books/etc and All You Need Is Kill was no disappointment. I loved reading it and the story it told, even the ending. I'll probably be disappointed in the film adaptation, but I'm really glad it exists because it introduced me to the existence of this book. Time loops + war + character development = a great read. It wasn't too hard (I think it's a light novel) and I breezed through it, but it was pretty weighty at the same time. In the end, very enjoyable science fiction.
  • (3/5)
    Released as part of VIZ-Media’s recent fiction line, Haikasoru, All you need is Kill was a very fast but great read. Though technically considered a light novel, you do not find any of the watered down elements a LN would normally bear. The characters are clear and enjoyable. the story is descriptive and vibrant. The novel could very easily be triple the length, but it would not make it any better. Instead, you would risk watering down its power, like small punches to your gut turning to love taps.Though originally written in Japanese (2004), it was recently translated by Alex Smith and pushed out to the English market.if you read AYNIK, you will definitely be reminded of Robotech, Groundhogs day, and general anime/manga. This book is much more than any of those things however, so you will see no further references to them.FNORDinc’s overview-The planet earth is in the midst of a ground war. We fight alien machines sent to our planet to reform the atmosphere and land to the needs of their creators. Their blood is sand, electrically charged and poisonous to all earth life. Nanites mixed about inside them make them mobile bio-hazards, eating dirt and emitting toxic waste. These machines, called Mimics (not to be confused with giant mutant cockroaches) fire 1600 meter per second spikes into their enemies and destroy all they come in contact with. There is more to them, but i will let those who want more info read the book. These secrets are not mine to disclose.Protagonist Keiji Kiyira is prepping for his first battle. As a virgin in the bed of war, he is clumsy and nervous. he knows his training but has no idea what he is REALLY doing. This becomes evident two pages into the book as he is bleeding out. Torn nearly in two by enemy fire, he is in shock. Enter Rita, the “Full Metal Bitch”. Clad in red armor, wielding an axe, she is a vision of hope and absolute bad-assery. Sh is like the battlefield messiah, brute force putting the enemy into an the mood to absolve their sins through death. Her just being near Keiji is enough to get him back on his feet fighting. with out these two character, this story would be a waste of paper, detailing our own demise.Everything it stops an instant after he meets Rita. Keiji wakes up 30 hours earlier, in his bunk at the barracks. He is stuck in a loop, repeating the same battle every day. Talk about the perfect way to lose your mind. perpetually fighting a never ending battle, honing your skills and carrying them forward into the next day.I highly suggest this book.--xpost RawBlurb.com
  • (4/5)
    As the source material for the film, Edge of Tomorrow, this is a short, fast-paced actioner. The book goes into greater depth with regards to the origin of the alien invaders. I don't recall any back-story for the Mimics in the movie but in the book, they are here for a reason - and it's not compatible with the indigenous life on Earth. I appreciated the small amount of time the book spent creating that back-story. It made everything else just a little bit more logical.Another change the movie made was the setting. In the film, Tom Cruise and Emily Blunt are running around Europe with their reset-point in London. The book takes place entirely in Japan. This change really made no difference to my enjoyment of either medium.But the biggest difference between book and film is the ending. That HEA ending in the movie really bugged me. It almost ruined the rest of the film IMHO. The book ends very differently in confronting the protagonist with a difficult choice. A choice that must be made if humanity is to survive the Mimic invasion. Ok, maybe it doesn't make a whole lot more sense than the movie ending - but I happen to prefer a bittersweet ending to one comprised entirely of saccharin.
  • (4/5)
    Neat story. Interesting enemy. Good ending.
  • (2/5)
    Military scifi that was badly written and had awful characters. The only redeeming quality is that it was still possible to create an entertaining movie from this mess of a book.
  • (5/5)
    Let's start off with the fact that All You Need is Kill is a way better title than Edge of Tomorrow! Even though I saw the movie first, it didn't ruin anything and I was so happy to read Sakurazaka's original novel. The basis for the screenplay is there, but the character development is so much better than the adaptation. Enough about the film, on to the novel:All You Need is Kill is a story of an alien invasion, 20 years into the fight, with chief character Keiji repeating the same 30 hours over and over. The nature of this gift or curse is developed over the course of the novel, and is well drawn out to keep the audience experiencing it as Keiji, a piece at a time. The action takes place in Japan, concerning an island that the Japanese forces are trying to take back along side US Special Forces operators, including the "Full Metal Bitch". I really liked all of the premises set up by Sakurazaka and even though the reveal at the end was spoiled for me by someone extolling the virtues of film vs book, I can honestly say it didn't take away from my enjoyment when finally reading it. While technology plays a huge role, concerning the "jackets" (armored suits) used by the warriors on the ground, it just becomes an extension of the characters, and quickly dissolves into the background. Sakurazaka's afterward talks about his inspiration coming from video games where you reset the game over and over until you win, so that winning becomes an inevitable thing. Keiji's story, though he keeps learning and applying his experience in battle like hitting reset, takes this and expands it much further. I like this theme that faced with doing the same thing over and over with no end in sight, you can't help but become a master in your own right, and then being thrown in with someone else living the same experience and feeling like you can't hold a candle to them. The story teaches us to be humble, turn the other cheek (despite being set in a war), and puts the concern for others on top, even at the expense of the relationship with them. If you liked the movie I highly recommend you read this novel, and if you haven't seen the movie yet, this is one of those rare books where I feel like you can do either first and it doesn't take away from the other. The plot lines are really vastly different, and of course the Hollywood version created a whole different do or die ending and a little ribbon tied around the closing scene with Tom Cruise giving a pretty boy smile to camera.
  • (5/5)
    I bet this is going to be about seventy times better than that the Tom Cruise movie that is coming out.
  • (3/5)
    A retelling of "Groundhog day" with a military twist and an interesting explanation of why "it" is happening. Although nothing special in the content, it is a pleasant reading because it has the right tone and ambition. It doesn't try to look any more than what is really is, an entertaining sci-fi flick.
  • (5/5)
    A page turner. It's like Groundhog Day with a dash of Starship Troopers.
  • (5/5)
    Well, damn. That was fast-paced and badass. Time loops, alien invaders and soldiers with exoskeleton armor: all tropes we've seen before. Put them together and you've got a fantastic story. I couldn't put it down.
  • (3/5)
    Random chance puts Keji Kiriya in a time loop in which he repeats the same day in a war against alien terraforming nanobots. With each experience he becomes a better fighter. This goes on until he meets another person caught in same time loop. This is their story. As with anytime loop story the situation gets boring quickly. The changes in the story happen in forced, gee I have introduce something different to keep the reader engaged,way. There is no lead up to the obligatory explanation of the aliens motives. There is no context given any of the important plot developments. The story ends without a satisfying ending, even after an over the top major battle sequence. I left the book wondering what caused the excitement over the book. I will see the movie but with low expectations. The movie trailers show only a passing resemblance to the book in that , there is a man in the book there is a women in the book, there is an alien invasion, and there is a time loop, in the book.
  • (4/5)
    When you play a video game, you have unlimited lives to figure out how to beat the enemy. What if real life war was the same way? Or what if Groundhog Day was based on war instead of Bill Murray trying to find his humanity?This book was the basis for the Tom Cruise movie, Edge of Tomorrow. It differs substantially. Great movie, Great book.
  • (3/5)
    Released as part of VIZ-Media’s recent fiction line, Haikasoru, All you need is Kill was a very fast but great read. Though technically considered a light novel, you do not find any of the watered down elements a LN would normally bear. The characters are clear and enjoyable. the story is descriptive and vibrant. The novel could very easily be triple the length, but it would not make it any better. Instead, you would risk watering down its power, like small punches to your gut turning to love taps.Though originally written in Japanese (2004), it was recently translated by Alex Smith and pushed out to the English market.if you read AYNIK, you will definitely be reminded of Robotech, Groundhogs day, and general anime/manga. This book is much more than any of those things however, so you will see no further references to them.FNORDinc’s overview-The planet earth is in the midst of a ground war. We fight alien machines sent to our planet to reform the atmosphere and land to the needs of their creators. Their blood is sand, electrically charged and poisonous to all earth life. Nanites mixed about inside them make them mobile bio-hazards, eating dirt and emitting toxic waste. These machines, called Mimics (not to be confused with giant mutant cockroaches) fire 1600 meter per second spikes into their enemies and destroy all they come in contact with. There is more to them, but i will let those who want more info read the book. These secrets are not mine to disclose.Protagonist Keiji Kiyira is prepping for his first battle. As a virgin in the bed of war, he is clumsy and nervous. he knows his training but has no idea what he is REALLY doing. This becomes evident two pages into the book as he is bleeding out. Torn nearly in two by enemy fire, he is in shock. Enter Rita, the “Full Metal Bitch”. Clad in red armor, wielding an axe, she is a vision of hope and absolute bad-assery. Sh is like the battlefield messiah, brute force putting the enemy into an the mood to absolve their sins through death. Her just being near Keiji is enough to get him back on his feet fighting. with out these two character, this story would be a waste of paper, detailing our own demise.Everything it stops an instant after he meets Rita. Keiji wakes up 30 hours earlier, in his bunk at the barracks. He is stuck in a loop, repeating the same battle every day. Talk about the perfect way to lose your mind. perpetually fighting a never ending battle, honing your skills and carrying them forward into the next day.I highly suggest this book.--xpost RawBlurb.com
  • (5/5)
    So much better than the movie. The first person perspective works wonders