The weapons are cutting edge but the surroundings are not. The men sit in cheap folding chairs and at flimsy plywood tables that would not even stop a handgun round. The American security contractors, some bearded, listen patiently to the Cold Harbor executive in a suit brief them on their next target in the fractured Iraq of 2019, Basran.
It is a no-nonsense environment stripped down to the essentials: operator, weapon, and objective. This is the near-future world of the Black Powder \\ Red Earth graphic novels. In it the workmanlike aspect of some of the most dangerous, and lucrative, mercenary work is on display for all its gore and little of its glory.