Snipe's feet had been itching for a while when Arbi, her paramour, arranged for her to be posted to a paradise planet. Training a lot of brawny young men to become snipers in a secure camp with surf to swim and oceans to sail. A perfect posting or the usual clusterfrak?

As usual the posting's description was as accurate as a recruiting officer's promises. Snipe found herself making a nearly impossible shot with an antique weapon, once every few weeks. Then she'd hang out in an Entertainment District for the rest of the time. Even that could have been tolerable except for the Corpos who could, with no warning, sweep her up off the street and torture her to death. Not really a bad posting, until things got worse and Snipe's desert survival skills were put to the test.