From publisher blurb:
The Iron Fang Battalion is no ordinary unit of Blast Rangers. Trained for warfare in the most inhospitable of hellscapes, they specialize in fortifications, mechanized assaults, and sustained combat under impossible odds. Deployed when entire planets fall into chaos, they are the last bulwark against annihilation. But Vorath IX has turned the hunter into the hunted. Their enemies are not merely flesh and metal, but the very land itself—hostile, alive, and hungry.
The mission was simple: secure a forward operating base and establish control. But the moment your boots touched the ground, the deception unravelled. The enemy was already here—watching, waiting. Something far worse than war machines lurks beneath the surface of this forsaken rock, and survival may be the only victory left to claim. The mission is no longer about victory. It is about endurance, about survival against an enemy that does not sleep, does not tire, and does not negotiate. The Iron Fang Battalion must carve a foothold in the flesh of the planet itself, battling not only the Ashen Covenant’s fanatical warriors but the shifting, insatiable horrors of the Voidborn Maw. Supplies dwindle. Morale fractures. The air itself feels thick with unseen malice. The battalion’s fortress trembles as the land moves beneath it, as though it breathes. Every night, the screams grow louder, coming from soldiers who vanished in the dark. You are here, on Vorath IX, where death does not come quickly—where the world itself conspires to unmake you. Do you fight to the last breath, or do you discover what lurks beneath and risk the unknown?