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ALPHA MIKE book launch!

Well, after about a year and a half of secret writing, I've came out of the author's closet with two published books.  Alpha Mike and Alpha Mike - Four To Six.
Two new novels about survival in America by Bert Marshall

I'm about halfway through book three of the continuing series and as excited as my readers to find out what is happening next.  The books are available to download for a very modest price HERE and HERE.  Smashwords, my publisher automatically offers the book in many formats after purchase and ten percent of both books can be previewed before purchase.  here is a short description of the first book:

Alpha Mike One follows a common man, David Perkins, through a post-apocalyptic United States after a series of events plunge the country into total anarchy. Perkins forms a small clan of fighters made up mostly of women with military experience. This is book one of a series.

In a post-apocalyptic United States David Perkins, a common man with an Air Force warehouseman background is plunged into a lawless environment fraught with danger. His only option is to surrender to the aggressors, or fight back and over time he forms bonds with the only available people he can find who are not being packaged and sent north - women.

Army and Marine Corps trained women have escaped the net and join forces with Perkins, finding him to be a brilliant unconventional thinker, capable of out-smarting the enemy.

Collectively, they live off the land and begin staging militant rescues of other prisoners and escapees.

The Alpha Mike series of books are harsh, adult, filled with disaster, contagion, weather events, killing, death, tragedy, and the realities of living in a country that has been plunged two hundred years into the past. 


My reviewers have been very positive and I am looking forward to continuing the series.

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