Platypus Platoon 20x30 Poster Unframed

War is Hell.

But Australian military procurement somehow found a way to make it weirder.

This explosive third installment, Cecil the Combat Wombat: Platypus Platoon, hurls readers headfirst into a larger, deadlier, and even more gloriously dysfunctional future war — one featuring uplifted platypuses, maritime commando raids, missile theft, black-market otters, and at least one tactical venom-spur deployment to the groin.

Fresh off the Warrumbungle Campaign and now promoted to Captain, Cecil Dundee is handed the sort of assignment guaranteed to make seasoned officers fake their own deaths:

Build the Australian Army’s first fully integrated uplifted combat company.

No pressure.

His new command includes:

• Wombat combat engineers
• Human infantry recruits
• Knife-fighting Nepalese mongeese instructors
• A platoon of psychotic platypus commandos
• At least one officer candidate who thinks “shore leave” means “cripple three allied sailors and venom-sting a harbor cop in the balls”

Meet Lance Corporal Horace Pfleuger:
A hard-drinking platypus commando with poor impulse control, excellent fieldcraft, and the unsettling confidence of a creature equipped by evolution with:

• Venom spurs
• Electroreception
• Amphibious infiltration capability
• A duck bill
• War crimes waiting to happen

When stolen HIMARS missile launchers appear on hijacked offshore oil rigs, Cecil’s freshly assembled company is thrown into combat before training is even complete. The result is a brutal nighttime maritime assault involving:

• Combat swimmers
• Silent underwater infiltration
• Platform-to-platform firefights
• Honey badger mercenaries
• Otter assassins
• Russian “technical advisors”
• Missile strikes
• Kukri duels
• Platypi emerging from the sea like amphibious nightmares with carbines and bad attitudes

And somewhere in the middle of all this:
The Australian Army still expects paperwork completed in triplicate.

As always, the real heart of the story lies beneath the chaos:

• Soldiers trying to become leaders
• Friends carrying each other through impossible odds
• Uplifted species struggling to earn equality through service
• Veterans balancing duty, trauma, loyalty, and dark humor
• The realization that every military organization eventually becomes powered entirely by caffeine, profanity, and stolen equipment

Featuring:

• Cedar’s gorgeous cinematic cover art
• Tactical marsupials
• Mongeese who can kill you seventeen ways with a kukri
• The rise of Project PUSS (yes, really)
• One of the greatest uses of a platypus in military fiction history

• The sentence:

  “My men and I can sneak up on a sunning crocodile and buttfuck him before he even knows we’re—”

And just when you think things cannot possibly escalate further…

The enemy unveils uplifted drop bears.

Because apparently somebody looked at koalas and thought:
“You know what these need? Malice.”

Perfect for:

• Fans of military sci-fi with teeth
• Readers who enjoy equal parts action and absolute lunacy
• Veterans who know every unit has That Guy
• Anyone who ever wondered whether platypuses would make terrifying special operators

(Spoiler: they absolutely would.)

Hang this poster proudly in your office, garage, gaming room, armory, workshop, or suspiciously underfunded clandestine genetics lab.

Just remember:

If you hear splashing offshore at night…

…it’s already too late.