If Andrew Grayson’s path from the PRC welfare blocks to riot control in Detroit grabbed you, you’ll tear through The Red. Lt. James Shelley fights in a corporatized war machine where contracts and headlines matter as much as bullets, and his squad’s helmet-cam feeds and neural gear echo the boots-on-the-ground tech you saw in those grim NAC deployments. The moral fog around crowd control and “acceptable losses” will feel chillingly familiar—only here, a mysterious predictive system nudges soldiers toward deadly choices.

Loved the pace of Terms of Enlistment—from boot camp to that disastrous urban op—where every chapter pushed you into the next fight? All You Need Is Kill is pure forward momentum. Keiji Kiriya is trapped in a time loop on the front lines against the Mimics, refining tactics the way Grayson learns hard lessons on the job—only at breakneck speed. The repetition sharpens the action until each engagement lands with the same visceral impact as those NAC drops, just faster and fiercer.

If Andrew Grayson’s no-nonsense first-person voice—navigating enlistment, training, and his first deployments—was your hook, Old Man’s War gives you that same immediacy. John Perry signs up, learns the ropes of a new military with game-changing tech, and narrates every shock and adjustment with the candid clarity you liked in Grayson’s POV. It’s that same “you are there” feel, from the quiet dread before a drop to the split-second choices in a firefight.

If Grayson’s trajectory—sign up to escape the blocks, survive boot camp, then prove it under fire—was the appeal, Starship Troopers hits that same mission-driven core. Juan “Johnny” Rico endures punishing training, then drops into brutal operations that make each objective feel earned, much like that first catastrophic urban deployment in Terms of Enlistment. The focus stays on the objective, the unit, and the choices that turn a recruit into a professional.

If the Detroit riot’s chaos and consequences stuck with you, Armor takes that rawness even further. Felix’s powered suit keeps him alive on Banshee, but every engagement against the Ants shreds nerves as much as armor. The battles feel as punishing and deglamorized as the worst days of NAC service, and the story dives into what repeated survival—like Grayson’s—does to a soldier’s mind when the mission never gets cleaner, only bloodier.