Len Levinson

On the dodge south of the border, Duane Braddock lands in a luxurious Mexican hacienda, where he befriends a powerful nobleman’s lonely wife....

Cutthroat Comancheros, wandering banditos, the Mexican Army, the Fourth Cavalry - and Miss Vanessa Fontaine - all want Duane Braddock....

He killed before he could shoot, kissed before he could love, won before he could lose....

He killed before he could shoot, kissed before he could love, won before he could lose. He was too green to live, too lucky to die....

Friend or foe, stay out of their way....

It’s hot in the jungle. And with the Rat Bastards, what’s hot becomes sheer hell. Prison can slow them down. Women can make them happy. But it’s killing that keeps them going....

The quiet of the jungle is shattered by a single command....

They love to fight and live to kill! Start with an insane sergeant with a genius for leadership and a lust for blood....

Whoever controls New Guinea can turn the tide of the war. That’s why the Japs are mounting a bold sneak attack designed to wipe out the Americans. But the Rat Bastards know when and where the enemy plans to strike....

He killed before he could shoot, kissed before he could love, won before he could lose. He was too green to live, too lucky to die. He was a natural, born to be a legend....

When you want to win a battle, you get real men. When you want to win a war, you get The Rat Bastards....

He killed before he could shoot, kissed before he could love, won before he could lose. He was too green to live, too lucky to die....

No one - friend or foe - wants to take on this band of marauders. After all, they don’t call them the Rat Bastards for nothing....

They crawl through jungle. Claw through caves. Slog through swamps. Nothing can stop them. And every moment their minds are dominated by a single thought: kill, or die....

The joy of killing....

Slicing and stabbing hand-to-hand for the bloody booty of war. Ramming a hijacked truck through the hell of enemy lines. Escaping over water made choppy by hot Japanese bullets....

It’s 1854. In the East, tension between North and South pulled the country apart, with a weak President helpless to stop it and Secretary of War Jefferson Davis following his own agenda....

It is 1857. Under President James Buchanan, the battle lines for America’s coming conflagration are being violently drawn....

For 12 years he rode as an officer of the United States Army. For one year he served as an apprentice warrior of the Apaches. Torn between two loyalties, Nathanial Barrington prays he has found the peace....

The enemy wants them dead. Their own side wants them to shape up. They’re the Rat Bastards. They steal. Lie. Kill....